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Once upon a time,

there were three little girls who went to the Police Academy,

two in Los Angeles,

the other in San Francisco.

And they were each assigned very hazardous duties...

But I took them away from all that,

and now they work for me.

My name is Charlie.

Where did Marie go?

Look, I want to see Marie.

She's visiting her aunt!

Don't give me that!

She ain't got no sick aunt!

Keep it down.

Don't tell me to keep it down!

There is no way

she didn't tell you where she's going!

Now, where did she go?

Please, Tommy,

will you just leave us alone?

Excuse me, ma'am,

we had a report of a disturbance.

Hold it, son!

Just take it easy.

Come on, what's going on?

They know where my girl is, but they won't tell me!

Where is she? What's the matter?

Where is she?

He seems to know his way around police stations.

He listened to his rights, refused to make any statement,

then he asked us to call you.

What's his story, Kelly?

Can I talk to him?

Sure.

He's waiting for you.

Thank you, Sid.

Hey... Hi...

Look who's in trouble again.

I thought you were somewhere in the Far East, Tommy.

Yeah, I was till yesterday...

then I assigned myself a flight back home.

In case I didn't tell you, I'm AWOL too.

Well...

you better sit down and tell me the story.

Look, it's a one, two, three story, Miss Garrett.

I have this girl, and we're very much in love...

and all of a sudden, about three weeks ago,

her letters stop coming in.

Well, that's not such a long time.

You don't understand. For Marie, it is.

You see she writes me every day during her lunch hour at work.

Then three weeks is a long time.

Go on.

Well, you know about letters right?

When they stopped coming in,

I started reading over the old ones

trying to figure out what was going wrong.

What did you find out?

Nothing...

it's just that three or four months ago,

all the letters seemed the same,

not just the goofy stuff

that happens at work,

it was just she seemed, I don't know, distracted

or something.

Well, then what?

Well, I wrote her,

and I asked her to tell me what was going on,

and I didn't get any answers, so I called her,

and her roommates told me she was visiting a sick aunt.

She doesn't have an aunt.

So that started eating at me and yesterday,

I was filling out the manifest for the flight stateside,

and I just put my own name on it.

Without seeing your C.O. or chaplain?

No, when I decide to do something stupid,

I don't let anybody get in my way.

Don't look to me for an argument on that.

Anyway, I get to Marie's apartment,

and she's not there,

and her roommates won't tell me where she is,

or what went down to make her dump me.

So I get a little mad,

I started yelling and somebody called the police.

They come, they see I'm AWOL,

and boom! I end up here,

and I still don't know where Marie is.

Miss Garrett, you once told me if I ever needed some help,

I should start yelling.

I need help!

Okay, Tommy, I don't have a uniform on anymore,

but my word's still good.

I'll see what I can find out.

You did tell me the whole story?

Everything, everything.

I didn't hurt anybody, and I wasn't carrying a gun.

I promise you. That is old news.

I had to ask.

See you.

Hey... Excuse me.

Wait a minute.

Could we talk to you for a minute?

You're a friend of Tommy's, aren't you?

We saw you when we were giving our statements.

Are you the girls in the apartment?

Yeah, I'm Sam and this is Terry.

Could we talk to you for a minute?

What about?

You see,

we don't want Tommy to get in trouble.

Well, that's worth talking about.

Let's go in here, okay?

We said we didn't want to press charges

or anything, but that didn't help.

If we'd just told him what he wanted to know,

he never would have gone bananas like that,

but she made us promise.

Well, maybe you'd better tell me.

Marie was going to have Tommy's baby,

and she didn't want to tell him.

So she went away.

To have an abortion?

No, she wouldn't do anything like that.

She's going to have the baby,

and it'll go to a good home.

How can she be sure of that?

The agency she went to

is getting her $7000 for it.

Not everyone can pay $7000 to adopt a baby.

You mean, she's going to sell her baby?

She didn't think of it like that.

She was trying to do the right thing.

Did she mention the name of the agency?

No, she didn't talk about it much.

I heard her once on the phone

mention a name that sounded like "Felise."

Does that mean anything?

Well, it doesn't to me, but it might to someone else.

I knew Tommy when I was working juvenile.

He was a bad kid, street fighter,

carried a gun.

I talked him into joining the Air Force.

And Tommy shaped up?

Since he enlisted, he's had 22 fights,

all in the ring.

He's champion of his weight class,

and he's a sergeant now.

Well, he sounds like he's pretty special.

I think so.

And so do we all, Kelly.

Charlie, did you find out anything

on the named "Felise."

Yes, indeed. Tell them, Bosley.

Well, it turns out that Felise

is both a person, in one Felise Carrere,

and also a very fashionable boutique.

I don't get it.

Why would Marie go to a boutique?

There's more.

Felise has a lover by the name of Tomlinson.

Sound familiar?

Hugh Tomlinson?

That's right.

The same Mr. Hugh Tomlinson

indicted last year on fraud and extortion.

Unfortunately, he's still in business.

Well, that sounds like it's worth looking into.

Okay, where do we start?

We start with Kelly getting pregnant.

What?

I quit!

I'll bet you a quarter she buys something.

Nah, she's working.

Wait a minute.

That's Kelly, and that's a boutique.

She'll buy something.

Yes, you're welcome.

May I help you, dear?

I hope so.

If you can't,

I don't know what I'm going to do.

Well, she didn't buy anything,

but it looks like they bought her.

Warfield Home for Girls?

Sounds legit.

Yeah, but why does a girls' home

need a guard?

And where are you from, Kelly?

Uh, Beaumont, Texas...

up until about seven months ago.

She fell in love with a young man here.

He pretended, but he really didn't love her.

I'm sure you understand, Miss Cuttler.

Only too well.

That sort of thing is why we're here, Kelly,

to help you young women in times like this.

Well, once I sign that paper

and agree to let you have my baby when it's born,

what'll happen to it?

I mean, what kind of people will it go to?

Those are the exact same questions I'd ask

if I were in your place, Kelly.

That's why I brought you here.

When you leave,

you'll have $3000 in your purse,

part of the fee the adoptive parents will pay.

Well, what's that got to do

with the kind of people

who'll have my baby?

Well, if they can afford to pay more than $3000

to adopt a child, they'll certainly give it

proper medical care and schooling,

don't you think?

I guess so.

Rich people wouldn't want a baby without education or who's sick.

Exactly.

Now, you sign this,

and we'll get you to your room.

Would you like to guess

who owns the Warfield Home for Girls?

Okay... Felise.

Tomlinson.

Both.

Bosley's right.

Joint ownership.

That's why he has this big desk.

It's fully licensed,

and as a non-profit organization,

is a splendid tax write-off.

All right, if it's so legitimate,

why the gates and the guards?

Because they're very likely

buying and selling babies

for the carriage trade.

Sounds like slavery to me.

Yes, but it is a sticky legal question.

Because you see,

an adoption agency is allowed to charge prospective parents

a fee.

If, though, they're actually wheeling and dealing,

you have to prove that.

And you think

with that tough-looking guy outside

and Tomlinson involved in it,

that they probably are.

That's why you and Bosley

are going to try to get inside there.

Hopefully you can contact Kelly.

What about me, Charlie?

You're going to a party at a discotheque, Kris.

Uninvited, I'm afraid.

The host is Hugh Tomlinson.

Who are you?

Kris Munroe. Who are you?

I'm Hugh Tomlinson. I own this place.

What or who brought you to my party?

Look, you know I crashed, and I know I crashed.

Would you like me to leave?

No, I don't want you to leave.

I'd just like to know how you managed it.

Private party, doormen, guards.

Don't look now, Hugh,

but you're being followed at your own party.

That's Chaffey.

He's doing his job.

Which is?

To protect me.

From girls like me?

Maybe, but you still didn't tell me how you got in.

Well, I was at another party,

and I overheard some guests coming to this one,

so I just joined them.

They were men, so it was easy.

I can believe that.

You're certainly a beautiful woman.

Look, Hugh, I'm going to level with you.

I came here tonight

hoping to find some guy with a lot of money

hungering for some female companionship.

I don't like doing that sort of thing for cash,

but I need money bad.

You must need a great deal of money.

Well, for me, yes.

For you, who knows?

Listen, you seem like a very nice fella,

so I'm sorry I crashed your party.

You certainly don't need me sitting around with a long face.

You're more than welcome to stay.

In fact, I insist.

Well, thanks, but no thanks.

I'm not a pro.

I'm just a little down on myself, that's all.

Nevertheless, I might know a way

that you can get the money you need.

I don't believe in wishing for miracles,

that's why I don't... but just in case.

Have you got a card?

Here's the number where you can reach me...

and if that was a line you just handed me,

thanks for caring enough to bother.

Have a good party.

Wait.

I'll have Chaffey drive you home.

No, no, no, that's okay.

You need him a lot more than I do...

to protect you.

Come in.

I'm in the next room.

I thought I heard crying and...

well, since I could use a good cry myself,

I thought I'd join you.

Thank you.

Do you hurt, honey?

Should I call for someone?

No, I'm all right.

I was just thinking too much.

About what?

About my Tommy.

Oh, you named the baby already?

Not the baby... the baby's daddy.

He would love the baby so much.

Then why are you giving the baby up for adoption?

I can't force Tommy to do things.

It would be bad for him.

I never saw you before.

When did you come?

Just today.

My name's Kelly.

My name's Marie.

I don't think you understand our regulations, Kelly.

There'll be no visiting after 9:00.

You girls need your rest.

I'll see you tomorrow, okay?

This is my associate, Miss Carrere.

Mr. and Mrs. Bosley.

I'm pleased to meet you.

The pleasure's ours, I'm sure.

Would you care for some tea?

I'll have a scotch and water.

I'm sorry, but we don't have alcohol

on the premises.

I'll have some tea.

Would you care to sit down, Mrs. Bosley.

Tell me about the girls here.

What are they like?

Well, they vary greatly.

You'd be surprised.

Of course we're very selective.

Are they healthy?

Oh, of course.

We give them the finest care

during their pregnancies.

Have you set your minds on a boy or a girl?

Well, it really doesn't matter

as long as it resembles me.

I like for it to have dark hair, brown-eyes.

How much will that cost?

My wife doesn't mince words.

Well, you see, we can afford

the things that we want,

and we have no intention

of waiting two years to adopt a baby.

That's what you're here for, isn't it?

Yes, of course.

Uh, we welcome your candor... Mm-hmm.

Mrs. Bosley,

but it's a very difficult to discuss a price.

As coarse as this may sound,

there are cycles... Mm-hmm.

Market fluctuations.

It's a matter of supply and demand.

Frankly it's a sellers' market.

Mr. Tomlinson... business is my business.

Now, I understand

that you can only give us a cost estimate,

but you don't even have to do that right now,

if you don't want to.

I guarantee you we'll strike a bargain.

Would you like to follow me, please?

Oh, thank you.

The young woman sitting on the yellow chair

is due to have her child at any moment.

That's Marie.

The other girl is Kelly.

She's not due for another seven months.

Exceptional beauty, don't you think?

Yes, she's very pretty.

What do you think, honey?

Has she got any education?

Kelly has a year of college.

She works as a secretary.

She's physically sound,

mentally too,

but I'm afraid her child's already been spoken for.

Yes, I want her baby.

But as I said,

another couple has already signed for her.

Unfortunately.

John...

How much are they willing to pay for it?

A substantial amount, Mr. Bosley.

30,000.

40,000.

Mr. Bosley,

we can't just simply tell the other couple

that they were outbid.

50,000.

Well, I'm not certain how we can handle it.

Obviously, the other couple doesn't need the baby

as desperately as the Bosleys,

but we came into this to help people

like yourself and Mrs. Bosley,

not to add to your frustrations,

so let me see what I can do.

I want it, John.

See that I get it.

Hello.

I'm pleased.

I wasn't sure you'd come.

$20,000, you said.

Easy work.

I'd have gone to the North Pole.

Well, good, then we can get right down to business.

Does he have to be here?

He makes me antsy.

Now, what have you got against bodyguards, honey?

I might have to guard your beautiful body someday.

Wait at the bar.

You see those three young men

at that table?

You mean Winkum, Blinkum and Nod?

Right.

They are extremely healthy

and genetically sound.

If they were to marry a blonde woman

and have children,

the child would almost certainly

be blue-eyed, fair-haired.

That's very interesting.

It's more than interesting...

It's profitable.

There is a rising market these days

in fair, blue-eyed babies.

A rising market?

You sound like a dress manufacturer

I modeled for once.

You still don't have any idea why you're here?

All I know is I'm getting antsy again.

What would you say

if I told you that one of those young men

was going to father a child by you?

The only reason Tommy went AWOL

was in order to come back here

and see what happened to you.

He's become a very nice young man, Marie,

and you're lucky to have each other.

So you came here just to help me?

You and the other girls.

I haven't helped Tommy much, have I?

I've made nothing but trouble for him.

Nothing that can't be fixed.

You haven't given away your baby yet.

I signed a paper.

Don't worry about it.

If we can prove

they're doing something illegal here,

it won't mean a thing.

Kelly, I don't want to give it away anymore.

Oh, I know you don't, honey.

Trust us.

Above all, don't let on to anyone who I am.

There.

That woman coming down the steps.

She's another investigator

and a friend of Tommy's.

It's our rule

not to have the mothers come in contact

with the prospective adoptive parents.

It could cause complications later on.

I do not intend to raise the child

of someone I have never met.

It's your rule. Break it.

Miss Garrett, would you come here, please!

I'll be right back.

I specifically stated

that I would like to talk to her alone.

Very well, but only for a few moments.

Hello... She'll be watching us.

I know.

How are you?

Fine... What are you doing with that?

Get rid of it.

I can't. I've got to smoke it.

That girl you saw me talking to is Marie.

We've gotten pretty close.

Terrific.

She's decided to keep her baby.

Ah, it gets better and better.

Anything else?

Just one kind of scary rumor.

There was a girl here about five weeks ago.

She wanted to back out

as the time got closer

for her to have her baby.

The head nurse couldn't handle her,

so some man showed up.

Tomlinson?

No, someone else.

Anyway, she went on and had her baby,

and it looked like

they were going to let her keep it.

Then she disappeared, but the baby was still here.

A couple came the next day

and took the baby away.

The girls here think she was murdered.

They think she was murdered by somebody from here?

Yeah, but they're too frightened to talk about it.

What was her name?

Annette Morris.

Annette?

Yeah, she lives on the Eastside.

Any luck?

Yeah, we checked out that girl

Kelly told you about, Annette Morris.

She's dead, Bree.

Fell from a building downtown,

and she had a record.

Started out an habitual runaway,

prostitution, drug addiction.

I talked to the detective

who investigated her death,

and he thinks it's a suicide,

Annette's mother doesn't.

She could have been pushed.

Okay, why don't you two talk to her mother?

Right?

I'm... I'm going to spring Tommy.

Charlie talked to a colonel

in the Inspector General's office,

arranged to have him put on emergency leave.

He'll have to stand company punishment

when he gets back to the Far East,

but no court martial.

Listen, I'll tell you what.

If I ever get in any trouble,

I'd sure like Charlie to be my attorney.

We begged Annette to let us keep the baby

and raise it.

It was our flesh and blood too,

but she wanted the money

those people promised her for it.

She came back to us after she had it...

crying.

Someone had beaten her, and she told me

that she didn't want to give the baby away,

but they made her,

and she was going to get even.

Uh... Mrs. Morris,

did Annette say who beat her or why?

No.

I tried to get her to tell me, but she wouldn't.

She left here that night.

I never saw her again.

Do you have any idea where she was going?

No.

She just got into the car with that man,

like I told the officers.

What man?

I was looking out the window,

and Annette was walking away, towards the bus stop.

A car pulled up beside her.

A man was driving.

I had never seen him before.

They talked a minute.

She was yelling at him, she was very mad.

Then she got into the car,

and they drove off together.

Do you think you could recognize that man

if you saw him again?

Yes, I would.

I gave a description to the officers, but...

they think that... they...

They think that Annette took her life,

because of the baby and the drugs.

I can't blame them for thinking that.

I mean, all the trouble that she had,

but she wouldn't do that.

Never.

Someone killed her.

Someone killed her!

But it doesn't make any damn sense!

She knows I love her!

She loves you.

Then how can she put our baby

up for adoption, never even tell me

she was going to have a baby?

She was afraid for you, Tommy.

For me? How for me?

That's her baby she's giving away. My baby!

She was afraid

that if you knew she was going to have a baby,

you would feel forced into marrying her,

and when you were forced before, when you were pushed,

that's when you got into trouble,

and she didn't want that

to happen to you again.

But I have not been in trouble, now, for three years.

That's old news.

I can handle myself without hitting anybody.

I didn't say she was right.

I said she was afraid.

Tommy, she wants to help you.

She doesn't want to hurt you.

Oh, I hate being stuck in this joint when she needs me.

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

You're not stuck here.

The AWOL thing

is gonna be straightened out,

and Marie's roommates

aren't going to press charges against you.

What does that mean? I can just walk out of here?

Yeah, you can just walk out of here

and into a lot of trouble.

So you just lay back, and you let us handle it, okay?

Oh, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, okay.

I want to leave here! I want to leave right now!

Marie, you signed a contract.

I explained that to you.

You don't want to get

into any more trouble, now, do you?

You can't keep me here.

I didn't say that, did I?

Nobody's threatening you.

I just don't want you

to make a mistake that you'll regret later.

Now, why don't you go to your room

and think it over,

and we'll talk more later.

I've already thought about it.

I want to keep my baby, Miss Carrere.

I want to see the baby's father.

The father's out of the country.

Isn't that what you told us?

He's back, and I need to talk to him.

He's back?

How do you know he's back, Marie?

Who told you that?

I mean, you haven't had any visitors.

I... I snuck in here and used the telephone.

One of my friends told me that Tommy was back.

I see.

I'm sorry...

I know I wasn't supposed to do that.

No.

No, you weren't.

Now, why don't you just run along,

and we'll talk more later.

The phone is locked

when there's nobody here.

She couldn't have talked to anyone.

How did she know about her boyfriend then?

The only person that she's talked to here

is that Garret woman.

They've been together constantly.

Maybe we got a problem there.

Hello.

Hi. Come in.

I thought this might go along well

with the occasion.

All right?

Okay.

I thought I was the one that was supposed to be nervous.

Look, you're in this for the money, right?

Right.

So am I.

Here's to the world of business.

So tell me.

How did you get involved with Tomlinson?

I thought we weren't supposed

to ask any questions.

Just curious.

You just don't seem... you know...

The type?

You don't either.

I need a lot of money...

and I don't like jail.

How about you?

Something like that.

I owe a lot of money.

Besides, for a guy it's different.

Is it?

Well, if I'd just met you in a bar,

I'd be up here for nothing.

Right?

Don't you believe it.

Who do you owe? Tomlinson?

Some of his friends.

Better than getting two broken legs, huh?

A lot better.

Well..

Look, Kris... That is your name, isn't it?

Kris.

You're going to think I'm crazy...

but you're making a big mistake.

Don't get involved with Tomlinson and his people.

The money's not worth it,

and you could get hurt.

What do you mean, hurt?

Hurt.

Like dead.

Now, take my word for it.

Look, you're the one that's involved in this.

Why, don't you take your own advice?

I am. Tonight.

I got Tomlinson to advance me some money, and I'm off.

I wish you'd do the same.

You a cop?

Private investigator...

and you're in trouble.

Yeah?

On what charges?

Having a conscience.

We're even.

I need your help, Jayce.

Have you ever heard of a girl

named Annette Morris?

Who killed her?

That much conscience could get me killed.

Annette was 17 years old.

That's awfully young to die, isn't it?

Just give me one name.

Chaffey.

Try that name.

Chaffey.

Good luck.

Leonard Chaffey... Yeah, that's him.

I saw him at Tomlinson's party,

and we saw him guarding the home.

Right.

And he's got some kind of record too...

Assault and attempted murder.

"Attempted..."

and this time he might have succeeded.

Well, let's show this to Annette's mom,

and if she recognizes him,

we're getting close.

But we'd better be awfully careful

not to tip our hand.

If we panic Tomlinson...

Well, Kelly's still inside that home.

Where are you taking us? What do you want?

Shut up and move!

Be careful with her!

Tommy?

Tommy, what happened?

Are you hurt bad?

He'll be all right.

It's okay.

Oh, babe... I'm sorry.

I'm the one who should be sorry.

I'm the one who did it all.

Oh, Tommy, I love you.

I didn't want to hurt you.

Oh, Hugh, thank God.

I had an apartment full of guests.

Where's the staff?

We sent everybody home. It's just us here.

How could you let things go so far?

Take it easy. Have a drink.

Don't tell me to take it easy!

You work for me, remember?

Please, Hugh, we have a terrible situation here.

So you caught a boyfriend sneaking in,

so what?

By imprisoning all three of them,

you've created the dangerous situation.

You over-reacted, both of you.

I went through the Garrett broad's luggage.

I found this.

A gun?

Why?

Why do you think?

She's some kind of cop.

They can't know anything.

What can they know?

Maybe about Annette Morris.

You did that.

We didn't ask you to kill her.

You wanted her scared. It got a little messed up.

You're just as guilty as me, honey.

Don't talk to her that way!

Shut up, Tomlinson, we got killing to do,

and you don't have the guts for that by half.

What do you mean? You can't!

Three people! You're not serious!

The first one puts you in the gas chamber.

After that, it might as well be 10.

Somebody will find out.

Somebody's gonna find out about the Morris girl

unless we get our act together.

Getting rid of the bodies

is the important thing.

I know how to do that.

So you take orders from me.

Right?

That's the man... took my daughter away.

No doubt in my mind.

Do you think you could pick him out of a lineup?

I know I could.

Listen, we better get Kelly and Marie out of there.

Yeah, it's going to be a lot rougher than we thought.

Thank you very much for your help,

Mrs. Morris.

Thank you, Mrs. Morris.

Is that the man that killed my daughter?

We think so.

We know it won't bring Annette back,

but we're going to do everything we can

to put him away.

Goodbye, Mrs. Morris.

Goodbye.

What's going on?

Marie is having her baby.

Oh, that's too bad.

You can't do anything now.

Have you sold it yet?

Yes, a stockbroker from San Francisco.

How much?

35,000.

Well, okay, that's worth waiting for.

You're not going to kill them?

Afterwards.

What about a doctor?

The Garrett girl's a cop.

She's trained in that.

Well, can I give her some hot water

and some clean towels?

You can suit yourself.

Anything that protects the investment.

Okay, Charlie.

We're on our way there now.

Charlie'll call the police,

and they'll meet us there.

They'll need a warrant,

and that'll take time.

Let's get Kelly out of there.

Tommy, time the contractions for me, will you?

I think we're getting close.

Sure. How do I do that?

Just put your hand on her stomach.

Not much longer, hon.

Just... Just go with it.

Kelly, I'm scared!

There's nothing to be frightened of.

Everything's going just fine.

Just fine, I promise.

Twenty seconds.

Marie, Marie, don't worry.

You're going to be okay. You're going to be fine.

Don't worry.

Easy for him to say, huh?

Tommy, I'm so glad you're here.

Thank you.

Thank me?

Marie, this is the best thing that has ever happened to me.

Okay, Tommy, we're close.

Get me the biggest towel you can find.

Right.

I'm not going to wait much longer.

I don't care what you do.

I just want out of this.

Oh, you'll be out of it,

but it's going to cost you a bundle.

What now?

We'd better just leave the car here

and go on foot.

Can you get through here?

Sure, squish me like a pancake.

Got it.

Come on, Bos.

Attaboy.

Let's go.

Hello, there.

Shh... Oh, she is beautiful.

Did you want a girl?

I wanted anything.

Oh, thanks, doc.

I wasn't bad, was I?

Come on, all of you.

What about my baby?

She'll take it.

No way.

Where are you taking us?

I'm not going to stand here talking to you, honey. Move it.

Freeze!

You okay, Kelly?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Hold it!

Hold it!

I got it.

Let me have that, Kris.

You okay?

Huh? Okay.

Come here, sit down.

Come on. It's okay.

Okay... Huh?

Huh?

Okay. Okay... It's the first.

That's okay.

Come on, it's okay.

Come on.

It's okay.

Oh...

Look at that hand.

Charlie, you should see her.

She's beautiful.

Ah, yes, that's the price for the lonely life I lead.

Lonely life?

Charlie, as I understand it,

you have three girls

just handling traffic control.

Yeah.

Would you like to hold her?

Oh... I'd love to.

Ah!

A successful transfer.

Oh, look.

Look at this little dress.

Charlie, we have the proud parents

here with us.

They stopped by on their way.

They're off on their honeymoon.

Yeah, all three of us.

Hey, Charlie,

I... I just wanted to thank you

for everything, you know?

Is Marie going to be able

to go to the Far East with you?

That's the honeymoon.

Oh, that's wonderful.

Charlie, what about our friends

out at the Warfield house?

Chaffey's in the hospital, but he'll pull through.

Both he and Tomlinson have been indicted for murder.

Felise as an accessory.

I think what should be mentioned here,

is that Kelly delivered this little baby.

She was wonderful.

Just like a doctor.

I mean, she was terrific.

She was an expert.

How many of those things you deliver?

Me?

This one's the first.

I've never even seen it except in a movie.

Oh, boy, I'm glad I didn't know that.

What a doll.

What a real little doll.