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[waves crashing]

[ominous music]

- We've got enough on you, Spiliolis, to arrest you right now.

Taxes, fraud, how about a little manslaughter thrown in.

- Okay, okay, what do you want to know?

- You know what I want to know.

The heroin, where it's coming from,

when, how it's distributed.

- It's different every time.

I don't know.

Only the top guy in this area knows.

Here, the top guy is Enzo Cortino.

- I know Enzo Cortino is the top guy.

I know that.

I also know that this town is dry.

Seattle is dry.

San Francisco is dry.

The whole west coast is dry.

Now, you tell me what's happening, how, when, and where!

- I don't know.

Cortino never told me nothing, all these years.

- Now, you called in and said

you had something to say to me.

Now, you better say it!

- There's a ledger.

Cortino's got a ledger.

A book, you know, with all the names, all the places,

how the stuff comes in, where it goes.

- Okay, where is it?

Where does he keep it, huh?

Come on.

- I don't know.

- Now what do you mean?

You say there's a ledger

and now you're telling me you don't know?

- Helena, Helena Varga,

she's the only one who knows where it is.

- Oh, come on.

What is this bull? You tell me there's a ledger,

and now you expect me to believe

that Cortino tells his girlfriend everything?

- I'm tellin' you.

She's not just his girlfriend.

It's like she is the only one he really trusts.

Listen, every time a shipment's due,

Helena takes a little trip to Miami.

He sends her.

Maybe, maybe that's where the ledger is.

[funky music]

- Goodnight Bill, thanks.

- [Bill] Goodnight, Casey

- Now Tom, as soon as we get to the city,

I want you to check her bank account.

See if she's got any safety deposit boxes.

Also check on Cortino, too, but Helena Varga-

- It's 11 o'clock how am I gonna-

- I don't care how you do it, just do it.

Now Stoner, I want you to check the airlines

flying to Miami.

See if she's booked on them in the, the next couple of days.

But I want a cover on her apartment, too.

I want to know who's coming and [explosion booms]

Okay, I want to see Christie, now.

Get Christie Love.

[horn honking]

- [Man] Wow, you're beautiful.

[horn honking]

[man yelling]

- What?

[man yelling]

[easy going music]

- [Man] Hey.

- You talking to me?

- You looking for a customer?

- Hmm.

- [Man] Uh, how much?

- How much what?

- Come on, I'm not a cop.

How much?

- $100.

- $100?

For just a little action?

I don't want to get married.

- Hmm.

- Nigger.

- Nigger lover.

- Miss? [gasps]

Hi.

- Hi.

- [Man] Are you busy?

- Depends on what you got in mind.

- What's it gonna cost?

- Depends on what you got in mind, sugar.

- Well, I got in mind a little walk through the park.

- A little walk through the park.

Well, I usually starts at $15.

- Oh, well I know a place nobody will bother us.

- Well, nobody will bother us here.

- Come on, honey, it's just a little bit up over there, huh?

[mysterious jazzy music]

- [Woman] Uh, wait, wait a minute. Where you taking me?

- [Man] Easy, easy, easy, honey.

You're not scared, are you?

- Well, I don't know.

I mean, a girl can't be too careful.

For all I knows, you could be a killer or something.

- Killer? - Yeah.

Do I look like a killer?

- Yeah, you kinda does.

- I does?

- Mm hmm.

- Well, this is it.

- Here? - Uh-huh.

- [sighs] Well okay, um, if you don't mind,

the bread, please, first.

- The bread.

The bread!

Oh, yeah.

Is this the bread you're talking about, huh?

- Mister, don't hurt me, don't-

- All right not a peep out of you

or I'll cut you to pieces.

Now, just keep your mouth shut.

Now, take off your clothes.

Take off your clothes. Did you hear what I said?

Right now, drop that.

Drop your purse, come on.

That's right.

- Mister, don't hurt me. - That's right.

Shut your mouth.

Shut it.

Now, do it.

Now, take 'em off.

Come on, off.

That's right, down.

Right. Come on.

- I got two babies.

- Come on. I don't want to hear about your babies.

Do it, come on, hurry up just do it.

- Don't hurt me, please.

- Come on, that's right.

That's good.

That's good.

Now, now come here.

Come here.

Come here.

Come on, come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

- No!

Come on, come on.

Come on, come on.

- No!

[grunting]

- Hiya!

[grunting]

Greenburg?

Greenburg!

Green, Greenburg!

- [Greenburg] Christie, you okay?

- I'm okay.

Where were you? - I lost you way back there.

I'm sorry.

- Well there he is, lover boy, himself.

Give me your cuffs.

- Christie, this guy has killed four prostitutes.

You were supposed to wait for me.

- Sorry, Seymour, but he was in kind of a hurry.

Weren't you sweetheart?

Aw.

- [Man] Okay, what's your full name?

- Oh, he doesn't talk.

He's a man of action.

According to his ID, Andrew Normand,

N-O-R-M-A-N-D, 4213 Adams Drive.

All the credit cards.

Oho!

Look what we found, here,

$21.52.

- Yeah, Christie. - Yeah.

- I got the forms.

Now fill 'em out, but don't go anywhere, okay?

- Oh hey, come on, man.

I've had it.

I want to go home.

I don't- - Reardon called.

He's coming over here.

He wants to buy you a hamburger.

- What?

- Christie, you're a hero.

- Christie, Christie wants a bath.

Ugh.

[jazzy music]

No way.

No, no way.

- Now, you listen to me,

I want you on that plane to Miami, tomorrow.

Maybe there isn't any ledger.

Maybe Spiliolis invented it, but we're checking.

Now, just before the town gets loaded with junk,

Helena Varga does go down to Miami,

and we want you to follow her.

- Hey listen, for the last three weeks,

I've been sashaying around that park for you

wearing these freaking clothes

and getting pawed at by creeps.

Finally, I almost get myself killed by some pervert,

and now you want me to-

- You were supposed to wait for Greenburg.

That nut killed four women.

You could have been killed.

- Well, what was I out there for?

If you didn't want me killed,

what did you put me on the detail for?

- I told you not to take any chances, didn't I?

Damnit.

I don't want you getting killed.

- Oh, that's sweet.

That's cute.

Can I got home, now?

If I don't get in the tub right this second-

- As long as you're on that plane tomorrow.

- Do you think Cortino's gonna trust

his entire organization to a tramp?

- That's your assignment, kid.

You got it.

Or maybe you think just because you're the only female

on my squad that you deserve special privileges.

- Have I ever asked for any special privileges?

And whatever mess you've tossed at me

in the last six months, I have done!

- Go ahead, tell everybody.

But what's bugging you now?

- I'm tired.

And I just don't dig wild goose chases.

You know, Casey, I was wondering why all of a sudden,

for the first time, you invited me out somewhere.

But this, uh, fancy bistro, here, and this,

whatever that is, they're not making the kid fall over.

No way!

- That's what I get for trying to be nice.

Okay, that's it, I don't want any more lip from you

or you'll be third grade, again, hero or no hero.

You've got that?

You dig?

- Yes, sir.

Whatever you say, sir.

- Well, let me walk you to your door at least.

- Thank you, I know the way.

Good night.

- Now, wait a minute.

There are a lot of strange characters around here.

- So I'll call a cop.

[Casey laughing]

- Now, don't forget.

Find out everything you can about Helena Varga.

- I know, I know, where she goes,

who she sees, who she talks to.

- Yeah, that's right, and take a little rest for yourself.

You probably can use it, you know?

Give me your key.

- Would you look at this?

Prince Charming is alive, and well,

and breathing, and everything.

- Yeah, yeah.

- Well, you don't have to worry. I'll keep your secret.

Excuse me.

- Well, uh, don't you think

we should discuss this a little more in detail?

- Is that the best you can come up with?

- Well, I'm no poet, but, uh, the least you can do

is invite me in for a night cap.

- Uh-huh.

Well, uh, remember,

I have to get some rest for my next assignment, huh?

Goodnight, Mr. Reardon.

[jazzy music]

Nothing, a big zero.

This is a wild goose chase, boss.

She's down there stretched out by the pool all day.

And the goon plays cards nearby,

looking around with those freaky fish eyes.

- [Casey] Well, what about the ledger?

- No ledger, no nothing.

- Well, did you check the banks?

- Yup.

She made a bank deposit.

Account's in the name of her nephew,

kid named Raymond Garwood.

No safety deposit boxes.

- [Casey] Well, who does she see?

- Nobody! Just her nephew.

You wouldn't believe it.

It's like something out of a Disney film.

Boss, there's nothing else to do around here,

so if you don't mind, I want to come home, okay?

- No.

Now, you come back when she comes back.

Now look, there's got to be more there.

Look, you're a detective, so detect.

Christie?

Are you there?

- Yeah, I'm here.

I'm having a wonderful time, Mister Reardon.

M

Hi.

- [Woman On P.A.] Mister Carol, lobby please.

- Hi.

This is really great, isn't it?

Sure beats smog city.

Well, come to think of it Mama, it does beat smog city.

Just trying to be friendly.

- How's it feel to be a lady pig?

- Huh, hey fine.

I'm, uh, I'm doing fine.

I am having such a vacation, you wouldn't believe.

- Vacation.

You been tailing me all week.

- Hey I've just been seeing the sights.

You know, I bet you could show me around,

you having family here, and all?

You wouldn't believe this,

but we've probably got a lot in common, you and me,

both of us probably climbing out of some royal slum

somewhere, long time ago.

Mine's East Oakwood, Chicago.

That's where I was born.

- Oh yeah?

So what?

- So maybe we both started

in the same kind of underprivileged neighborhood.

You tell me about your rats, I'll tell you about mine.

- Pig.

- Yeah okay, all right, let's level with each other.

You spotted me.

You know why I'm here.

Now, come on.

Make it easy on yourself.

You tell me where it is, and we'll make it easy for you,

Tell the judge you're cooperating, maybe-

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

- Hey, don't be stupid, okay.

Cortino's ledger, that's what I want to know about.

The score and the load of stuff that's due,

where it's coming in, and when it's coming in,

that's what I want to know, baby.

Where's Cortino's ledger?

[laughing]

- You're so stupid, you've got to be a cop.

Now, if there was a ledger, or if I had it,

or I knew where it was, why would I tell you?

- I though you just might be interested in saving your skin,

'cause we gonna bust you, baby.

- I never heard of a ledger,

and you better watch your skin, baby.

- [Christie] Well, look who's here.

What's that thing supposed to do, anyway?

Sweat out them bad body fluids?

Huh?

- What makes someone like you become a cop?

- I'll tell you, you tell me.

What makes somebody like you become a tramp?

- Listen, nobody owns me.

I do what I want.

Nobody buys me.

- Oh, right.

The apartment and the car, the bank account,

that all comes from the old welfare plan, right?

- It's none of your business where it comes from.

- Hey, it is my business

and I don't mean 'cause I'm a cop, either.

Now, your car and your bank account, and all the rest of it

comes out of my home slum, East Oakwood junkie city.

All that five and dime stuff,

and every bit of it comes from you, you and Cortino.

- Listen, pig, just lay off of me.

- You know, I got a cousin, used to be a nice kid.

Do you know what he does now?

He's a pimp.

Got to be.

He and his old lady don't get that fix, it's off the roof.

There's a lot of kids on those roofs, too.

They're getting their fixes all right, thanks to Cortino,

but they're paying for it with their guts.

And who gets all the bread?

You do, you and Cortino.

Isn't that right, sweetheart?

- Oh, I'd like to get my hands on you.

[banging]

- I don't believe it.

You mean, you just asked her about the ledger?

- So sue me, already.

Time for a different attack.

[knocking at door]

Hold on, I think it's room service.

Just a second!

Hold on, please.

I have to pay the check.

- [Casey] Christie, come on.

I can't hang on to this phone all day.

[suspenseful music]

- Can't seem to find my.

[both grunting]

- Christie?

What's going on there?

- You. [growling]

[Christie screaming]

No, no, no, no!

No!

- [Casey] Christie, will you get on this phone?

[both grunting]

- I guess you know you're not getting a tip.

You know that.

Terrific view.

Come on!

Come on, it's only 15 floors down,

and you don't have to worry about the first 14.

Hiya!

[man screaming]

- Christie? Christie?

Are you all right?

What's happening?

[panting]

- I know you're not gonna believe this, boss, but-

- [Casey] Believe what? Now, what, what are you up to?

Are you in any kind of trouble?

- [panting] No.

[jazzy music]

[horn honks] - [Casey] You are off the job.

How 'bout that?

Does that get through to you?

Huh?

Well, that's the way you wanted it, right?

But what a way to do it.

- I did it?

I suppose I called down to room service

and asked them to send up one killer?

- Yeah well, it's done. So now you can go back to doing

whatever it is you do when you're not messing things up.

Is that the complete list of Cortino's businesses?

- [Man] Well, this is just the legitimate stuff, 37.

- Hey, come on.

I want to stick with Helena and follow this thing through.

- Will you get out of here?

- I can nail her.

I know I can.

Get that information that we want, that we need.

I got an idea.

- Christie, you know what you've got?

You've got chutzpah, that's what you've got.

- Would you just listen, just for a second, please?

Now, Varga's a very touchy lady.

I figure if I can do some background work on her,

I can come up with something

that will make her cooperate with us, cooperate big.

- Christie Love, how long has it been

since you've babysat from midnight to eight

with a bunch of winos?

- Cortino trusts Helena, right?

She knows where that ledger is, right?

So he's got to have a hold so strong on her that,

hey, come on, I want to dig in and find those skeletons.

- Get out.

Get out.

- All right, listen, I'll make a bet with you.

When's that next shipment due?

- I don't know, an hour, a month, I don't know.

- Uh-huh, precisely.

Give me three days.

If I don't come up with anything by then, you win.

- Win?

I win what?

- You name it, you got it.

- Uh, you better report to Manzo.

- Manzo!

He's with the pickpocket detail!

- That's right, baby,

and you do a good job for the force, you hear?

Now, what'd you say, Stoner, with the blue pins or what?

- [Stoner] The blue pins indicate dealings with the city,

firm contracts, right?

The red pins are contracts with the state.

- Hello, Tom?

Christie.

Ah, not too good.

I'm afraid I'm calling in sick.

I won't be able to do any pickpocket detail, today.

Mm hmm.

Right, okay, bye bye.

[jazzy music]

[doorbell rings]

[dog barking]

- Yes.

- I'd like to see Mrs. Long, please.

- Oh?

You jiving me?

- Would I jive you?

- Come in.

- Excuse me, but this lady-

- Mrs. Long.

- Mrs. Long?

I'm Mrs. Long no longer.

I'm Mrs. Fenley.

- How do you do?

- How do you do?

Oh, didn't Abby tell you?

We no longer need any help.

- Mother, you are really disgusting!

- Darling, for all we know she may be Avon calling.

- Hello, sister.

Welcome.

- No thanks.

Mrs. Fenley, Christie Love.

- Police?

- And now, Mrs. Fenley, about 10 years ago,

you had, as an employee, a Helena Varga.

- Helena?

- Helena.

- Helena, uh...

- Yes, I'd appreciate any information

you can supply about her.

- Information.

- Yes well, you see, she's applied

for this very high security position in government.

- Helena? [laughing]

- I'm sorry, I can't tell you any more,

but I'm sure you understand.

- Oh, yes.

Yes, of course.

Well, what can I tell you?

It's been a very long time.

- Well, according to our records, Mrs. Fenley,

she spend a year here as companion to your daughter?

- Yes.

Yes, that's right.

She, um, she came from some orphanage,

or convent, or something, I think.

- And at that time, she was also taking night courses

at a business college.

Now, their records show that she finished high school at 16,

and she was studying bilingual stenography.

- Lordy be.

- Suddenly, she dropped out,

and at the same time, she left here.

Mrs. Fenly, can you tell me why?

- No.

No, I can't.

I think she got a better position.

- Daddy knocked- - Amy!

I'm sorry.

I really can't help you any further, Miss...

- Love.

Mrs. Fenley, did Helena have that child?

- I'm sorry.

I told you, I cannot help you any further.

- Well thanks anyway.

And I must say, it's been quite an experience

meeting you all.

Ciao.

- Helena never appeared to be a communist

if that's what you want to know.

- Is Helena in any trouble?

- No.

You dig Helena.

- Yeah, I do.

She was really good to me.

She paid attention.

That was hard for her, you know. She had her own grief.

- What kind of grief?

- I don't know.

I used to go to her room, and she'd be crying.

She had no one.

- Did she have her baby?

Did she intend to have it, Amy?

Come on, you gotta remember something about it.

- I was a kid.

She talked about never having the baby.

I never heard anything more.

- You take care.

And are you gonna be all right in there?

- Oh, sure.

- Okay, and I'd cool it with the grass.

- You know something?

You kind of remind me of Helena.

[thoughtful music]

[suspenseful music]

- Tacky.

[dramatic music]

[bright dance music]

[romantic music]

- Oh, tacky.

Tacky lady.

[rhythmic drum music]

- Celia.

[door opens] [suspenseful music]

[hangers rattling]

[jazzy music]

- Oh, Christie.

What the devil are you doing here?

- I'm shopping.

Ain't this the Goodwill thrift shop?

- Didn't I tell you you were off the job?

- So I'm off.

What are you doing here?

You got a warrant?

- We've got this place covered.

You were spotted coming in here, Sherlock.

- Hmm.

- After Helena left with Cortino.

What's that?

Well, it's not the ledger we're looking for.

- I can see that.

[dramatic music]

[rhythmic drum music]

Oo, that's wild.

- Turn you on?

- Turn you on?

- Oh, you're a regular Don Juan, aren't ya?

- How would you know?

- Mm, things you hear.

Now, am I still off the case?

- Yes.

This isn't child's play, you know.

- Well, neither is this.

And don't forget our bet.

I got two more days.

- I didn't make any bet with you.

- Oh, come on.

I'm on to something.

I got a hunch about Helena and that nephew in Miami.

Now, 10 years ago, Helena Varga got pregnant.

And she talked about having an abortion,

but I don't think she did.

Look here.

I think this is her kid, the one in Miami.

For some reason, she wants everybody to think

he's just her nephew.

- What does all this have to do with the ledger or Cortino?

- That's what I'm gonna find out.

- No, you're not.

You're going to report to Manzo in the morning.

- Mr. Reardon, tomorrow is my day off.

Don't forget to lock up 'fore you leave now, you hear?

- All the time, and when you're drunk, you can do anything.

The only trouble I had was when I was sober,

but I thank God for that trouble.

Because once I was sober long enough

to come down here to Alcoholics Anonymous,

and now I am never gonna have to pay that price again.

See, I knew one thing-

- Celia.

- Hi.

I saved you a donut.

- Look at you.

You look fantastic.

- Hey, I feel great.

- Tell me, how's the job going?

- Well, it, uh, keeps me off the street.

Need some help?

- Mm hmm.

- I thought so when you called tonight.

Who?

- Helena Varga.

[sighs]

Sorry.

- Well, there's really not much I can tell you.

I met her about 10 years ago

at one of those abortion clinics.

And then about a year later,

we worked in a house together.

Then she left.

I haven't seen her since.

- You haven't seen her since then?

But you talk to her, though.

- Give us this day our daily bread.

And forgive us our-

- But how come she calls you?

- Because I was like her friend.

You know, I helped break her in.

Christie, please, I'd do anything for you.

You helped save my life.

- Hey, I don't want any favors.

- Baby, I know you kept me out of jail.

I know that, but don't.

- Do you know the kind of stuff that Helena is into?

- I can't tell you nothing, Christie.

I haven't seen her for a long time.

- Did she have the abortion that time?

- What do you mean?

- I mean, I don't figure she did.

I got a feeling that she had that kid, Celia.

Did she?

- No.

She had a abortion at that place.

- What place?

- I don't know.

[sighs] I can't remember.

- Try.

- [sighs] Shady Acres, Sunny Acres,

near Ojai.

I mean, I think they went out of business a long time ago.

- She had the abortion.

Thanks, Celia.

- I mean, a lot of places went out of business

at that time because of the pill, you know?

I think you really gotta be dumb, nowadays to get caught.

- Hey, don't be scared.

You know I wouldn't hurt you.

Hang loose, Mama.

[thoughtful music]

[banging]

[men exclaiming]

[dramatic music]

[tentative applauding]

- That is just beautiful.

I tell you, there's your new gold mine, samurai movies.

Could be bigger here than all that Chinese kung fu stuff.

- Mr. Cortino, I enjoyed the film,

but, I don't see the connection.

- Let me tell you about Japan.

It's gonna take over the whole planet.

[phone ringing]

- I mean, with the transistors, and the cameras,

and the cars, and now these movies,

- That's certainly true.

I suppose next to the German Mark,

the Yen's the most stable currency in the world today.

- Aha, just so.

Now, we are going into the movie business,

and we are going to clean up.

- Mr. Cortino, could we get down to our business?

Please.

- In a hurry.

You kids are always in a hurry.

- I called your apartment first.

I don't know what she's after.

She's been asking all kinds of questions about-

- I can't speak for the others, but well, Dad is concerned.

- Now, you tell Dad, take it easy.

Tell all your dads don't shove.

- No no, I'm glad you called. - Okay, two days.

It'll be a Thursday, two days from now.

You'll have your stuff.

- Great, terrific.

- You go back to your dads,

you tell them from me, not to worry.

- Thanks, Mr. Cortino.

- Thank you.

- Thank you very much.

[men muttering]

[dramatic music]

- You bring back such memories.

Those were lovely times.

Not a week would pass without some small thrill.

- The good ol' days, huh?

- Now everything is legal.

Sunny Acres is truly a rest home.

- Well, keeps you out of jail, Pop.

- This is a jail.

You know, in the past 12 months,

the youngest woman I've examined was 73 years old.

- Really?

- Did anybody ever tell you, you have a beautiful form?

I appreciate that.

Why don't we go into my office.

We can talk better.

- Oh, this is fine, right here.

Thanks.

- Okay.

- Doc, we were talking about Helena Varga?

- Oh, yes, yes, yes.

I remember Helena.

Oh, what beauty, what fire.

What a form.

- When exactly did she have her abortion?

- Abortion?

- Well, yeah.

Didn't she come here to have an abortion?

- No.

There was no abortion for Helena.

I delivered her baby, a boy, a beautiful boy.

- Sure?

- Am I sure?

Why of course.

She worked here for three months

afterwards until the adoption.

- Adoption?

- She was really quite brilliant,

you know, uneducated, but brilliant.

A head that could grasp a problem.

- Who, who adopted the baby?

- Oh, I don't know.

Rich people from some fancy suburb.

- Like her family in Miami, maybe, or some place like that?

- No, no, no, no no, definitely no.

Nothing like that for Helena.

[jazzy music]

- Oh, baby, I'm sorry.

Here I am having my dinner, and I forgot all about yours.

Just come up on something I can't figure.

There you go.

Come on.

Clarence, don't get pushy.

[phone ringing]

- Christie Love, here.

- Christie?

Hi.

This is Celia.

- Celia?

- Guess what, baby.

Baby, guess what.

- Oh honey, did I do that to you?

- [Celia] Did I do what to what?

- Celia, tell me where you are and I'll come and get you.

- No, no, no.

Come over my house.

Mm, I want to talk to you.

Hurry up.

- [Man In Car] That's her.

[jazzy music]

[dog barking]

[suspenseful music]

[baby crying]

- Celia!

Celia.

Celia.

- Oh, hi.

- Hi.

- I must have dozed off.

- It's okay.

Come on.

Come on, honey, let's get you on the bed.

- [Celia] Yes'm.

- Okay.

It's okay.

There we go, come on.

There we go.

- Get going.

- Okay, baby.

You're gonna be all right.

Take it easy.

- Who did I go and do?

I went and had a little, a little slip.

[both chuckling]

- It's all right, darlin'.

You can start all over.

- That's right.

- Celia honey, you wanna tell me?

- See, see you, you, you don't know Helena.

She's such a real friend.

So every once in a while,

every six months,

I go see the baby.

- Baby?

- [Celia] I tell her how he's doing.

- What baby?

- He ain't no baby no more.

He's a big boy, now.

He's cute.

He's really cute.

- Celia honey, has Helena ever talked about

or mentioned a ledger?

- Helena? - Mm hmm.

- Got a whole lot of black in her.

- Celia.

- She almost a soul sister.

[Celia laughing] [door rattling]

[suspenseful music]

Somebody forgot to shut the door!

- Come back here, woman!

[gunfire popping]

Celia.

[gunfire pops]

[tires squealing]

[tires squealing]

[crashing]

[sad music]

- But Christie, that information is not merely privileged,

it's almost sacred.

- Myron, that's why I came to you, old buddy.

- I mean, that's like the initial guarantee.

- Uh-huh.

- When a couple adopts a child,

they are assured that the natural mother will never learn.

- Myron, now you're acting like a natural mother.

- Even with a court order, I don't believe

that you can oblige any adoption agency to reveal the name-

- Hey, Myron, I'll keep your silly old secret,

man, I promise!

Come on!

You can give me that information.

Use your contacts.

Hey, uh, don't make me do this, okay?

Uh, all right, hey listen, I happen to know

that your sister Rita has been fooling around with-

- Christie!

- Myron, are you gonna help me or not?

Thanks old buddy.

- [Passenger] That one's 536.

We're getting close.

540.

- Ah, there it is, Walter,

right there on the mailbox, Kilday, John Kilday.

- [Walter] Okay.

- Look, that must be him.

But which one?

Hmm, which one is Kilday?

[kids yelling]

Uh, tell me, coach, how many teams

do you have competing in this park league?

- Eight.

We got eight, and the kids are really terrific.

- Yeah, they looks pretty terrific.

- What, paper are you with, again?

- The People's Press.

You see, we're doing a series of articles

on community athletic programs.

Coach, do you think we could maybe call the boys in

for a team picture?

- Sure.

- Fantastic.

[whistle trilling]

Hey, you look really good out there.

Hey, why don't we all get in a straight line,

and we can have some pictures taken,

and I can get your names, okay?

- [Team] Okay.

- Let's see how fast we can get in a line. Come on, quickly.

Straight line, let's go!

Okay, and you are?

- Andrew Mason.

- Andrew Mason, thank you.

- Calvin Farnsworth, ma'am.

- Farnsworth, thank you.

- [Calvin] You're welcome.

- John Kilday, Jr.

- I'm sorry, could you repeat that, please?

- John Kilday.

K-I-L-D-A-Y junior.

- Thank you, John.

We wouldn't want to forget the junior.

And you are?

Henry Hank Knutson the third.

- If you say so, sugar.

[doorbell ringing]

- Hey, hey, you got a warrant?

- You want to see me, sweetheart.

I can save your skin.

- Right, just like you did with Celia.

You stick your big no-

- Hey, just shut up!

Just shut your face!

Now, Celia was my friend, and she was doing just fine

until she got tangled up with you and your kid.

- What?

What kid?

- Hey, come on, I know about your kid,

and I'm not talking about that nephew of yours

in Miami either,

so let's just stop with the games already, okay?

- Lady, you get out of here, okay?

You just leave me alone.

- Tomorrow I'll prove to you I know.

- Just lay off of me.

Cortino's coming and I don't want you here.

- Cortino, yeah, I want to know about him, too,

and about that ledger,

and all that junk he's shipping in here.

- He's due here any minute,

and I don't want you here, so get out!

- Why don't you want him to see me here with you, huh?

How come you're afraid of me, huh?

Tell me that.

- Would you get out?

- You know what?

I bet you Cortino doesn't know about your real kid, does he?

He thinks that nephew of yours in Miami is your boy.

Baby, you got him snowed, too, don't you?

Well, why all the lies?

Why all the pretense, huh?

[slap cracks]

Just cool it.

Just cool it.

- Now, I'm gonna do you a favor.

You ever been to the City Museum, huh?

I didn't think so,

but you be there tomorrow morning, you hear?

10:00 a.m. sharp and we can make a deal.

Now, open the door.

[doorbell ringing]

- [Cortino] What took you so long to open the door?

- Well, Mr. Cortino,

never though I'd be meeting up with you.

- Cop.

- So this is the lady who's been bothering you, hmm?

- The one and only.

- Yeah well, I'll see you.

- All right, go ahead, little big shot.

Ms. Varga and I have an engagement.

- Yeah well, have a good time.

Excuse me.

- I'll have Mr. Loomis take you to your car.

- You don't have to bother, really.

- Oh, no bother at all.

Everywhere you go, these days, degenerates.

Good night.

- Yeah, good night.

Come on, shorty.

- Look, I told you.

She forced her way in.

- All right, what for?

- The damn ledger, again.

- Ho, ho, ho, ho, that's funny.

Now, that is really funny.

- It's not funny.

Now, cut that out.

- Oh, come on, everything's gonna be beautiful.

- Tomorrow's our big day, huh?

You're all right, aren't you?

[suspenseful music]

- If you're carrying a concealed weapon,

I'm obliged to take you in.

- This is pretty nice in here, isn't it?

Did you look at this?

What is this?

Teak?

It's kinda nice, isn't it?

[clears throat]

[clicking]

[grunts]

[gasping]

[grunting]

- Ya!

Ya!

[exclaiming] [thudding]

I'm obliged to warn you

that anything you say may be used against ya.

You're under arrest.

[dramatic music]

- You sure those pictures are Helena Varga's kid?

- A1 positive.

- Well, it's 10 after 10:00 and she hasn't shown yet.

- She will.

That's one scared lady, believe me.

She's scared to death

of Cortino finding out anything about this kid.

- Well, suppose Cortino does know about both kids.

Which is which?

- Well, then you'd win our little bet, wouldn't you?

- You didn't mean that, did you?

- Didn't I?

[both chuckling]

[clears throat]

- Hey, I thought this was between the two of us.

- Oh, this is my boss, Captain Reardon.

- Nuh uh.

- Hold on, darlin'.

A present.

- So what's that?

- So take a look.

- So a kid, so what?

- That's not your kid?

- No, he's a stranger.

Hey look, you pig, I don't know what you're trying to do,

but I don't know that kid.

- Mm hmm.

His name is John Kilday Junior.

He resides at 550 Garden Drive, Rolling Hills.

[sad music]

Hey, you've never seen him before, have you?

- Not since he was a baby.

- How come?

You knew all about him, where he-

- Um, if she saw him, she'd want him.

- Look, Ms. Varga, the kid's name, address,

dates, and the name of his real mother.

- Helena Varga.

- Now, you have some information that we want, Ms. Varga.

- I don't know anything, nothing.

- Ms. Varga, you see this envelope?

It's addressed to Enzo Cortino.

Now, there's a stamp on it, and it's ready to be mailed.

Now, there's a mailbox right over there by the entrance.

Now, what do you say? You feel like talking or what?

- So you send him the pictures.

So what?

- So what?

You know, for years, you've been pretending to Cortino

that your nephew in Miami is your real kid, right?

Now, why is it so important to keep Cortino dumb

about this kid?

Why are you protecting him, hiding him from Cortino?

- Damn you!

- Now, wait a minute.

It's not gonna be that easy, Ms. Varga.

Now, we'll make a trade, the kid for the information.

- You wouldn't put that kid's life in danger.

You wouldn't do that.

Please.

Okay.

- Casey!

- So what do you want?

- You know what we want, Helena, Cortino's ledger.

- Oh, that's funny.

- Oh, come on, Ms. Varga, let's get to it, huh?

- Get to it, that's really funny, Mr. Reardon,

'cause you are, you are with it.

See, it's right here in the room with you.

It's me, stupid, me!

Here, I'll show you.

Stores.

Central Avenue and France,

Central Avenue at 236th Street,

20 foot by 80 foot building plus basement,

suitable for women and children's wear,

call 657-1657.

Floral park, renovate this solid 900 square foot building

yourself, handyman's special.

I'm Enzo Cortino's ledger.

- Wow.

What do you do?

- Ms. Varga, I want to know how Cortino operates,

when the next shipment comes in, how, why, everything.

In exchange, immunity, protection all the way down the line.

Come on, we'll talk about it as we're waking.

- No, first I want to see my kid.

- Well, we can arrange that.

- Now!

'Cause later it won't matter, 'cause I'll be dead.

And I want to see him just once.

And you don't get anything out of me until I do.

I swear it.

- You know for somebody in your business,

you've got quite a problem.

You got feelings, girl.

- Yeah what about you?

You...

saw him, my son?

- Yeah, just for a minute, though.

He's a nice little boy, too.

- His old man was all right, I guess.

I was just a baby.

- Cortino is pretty sure of you, isn't he?

- He was sure.

My photographic memory became important.

No one could steal the records, nothing written.

And to ensure my loyalty,

he let me know Raymond's life would always be at stake.

I had him convinced Raymond was my son.

- And you kept up that game

knowing your nephew's life was on the line?

- I was crazy.

I had to protect him. He had to be safe no matter what.

I couldn't stop.

- Hey, does that vehicle look familiar to you?

[suspenseful music]

- Turn off just in case.

- All right.

[tires squealing]

Hey, they're really tailing us, now.

- Yeah, we better head somewhere else.

- Boy, the friend that lent me this car

is really gonna be shook up.

[tires squealing]

[tires squealing]

[gunfire pops]

- You got a gun?

- Yeah.

[gunfire popping]

[grunting]

[tires squealing]

[gunfire pops]

[crashing]

- Where we going?

- I'm taking you to the hospital, so just hold on.

- I want to see him first.

- You're gonna see him, but right now-

- Right now's all I got.

You take me to him, or you don't get anything out of me.

[children chattering]

So where's my baby, huh?

- Pretty soon, honey, pretty soon.

They should, they should be out here.

Better be.

- Want him.

[footsteps running]

- Here they come.

There they are.

- [Boy] John!

- Which one is he, huh, which one?

- You see him over there?

The one with the ball.

- [Boy] Here Alan.

Alan?

- Oh.

So that's my kid, huh?

- He's a nice boy, too.

Hey, I'm getting you to the hospital right now.

- No, give me that thing.

- Kyoto Theater, today,

movies and film.

In the film-

- Contacts, honey, the contacts.

- Seattle, Nicky Florence.

Portland, Marvin Marcus.

San Francisco, Mike D'Onofrio.

San Diego...

He's a nice kid, huh?

- The best.

You got the best.

[sad music]

Helena?

Helena?

- Hiya!

Hiya!

- Well, thank you for the prompt delivery.

- Always a pleasure.

- [Man On Movie] Hiya.

Hiya.

- Yes?

- Police.

I understand you're showing porno movies, here.

- Porno?

I don't understand.

- Yeah, you understand.

You understand.

I'd like to take a look at your film.

Come on.

Get out of the way.

This how you do it?

Ha ha!

Very dirty movie.

- Everywhere you go these days, degenerates.

You under arrest, sugar.

Thanks for the ride.

- Well, it was the least I could do.

You didn't think I was gonna put you in a cab

and let you go home alone.

- [Christie] Mmm.

- [Casey] Where's your key.

- Oh, I can manage, thank you.

- Well, there's no doubt about that.

- Oh, ho, ho, ho.

That's not a compliment?

- Yeah, as a matter of fact, it is.

You did a very good job.

- Mm hmm.

The least I could do.

Well, good night, Mr. Reardon.

- Good night?

Well now, wait a minute.

I, um, thought we'd have a night cap.

- You know, is been a rare day, and I am very tired.

All I want to do is get in my tub,

excuse me, and soak for about a week and a half.

- Well, I just though that we'd have a little drink.

- Oh, did you, now?

If you remember, I won the bet.

- Okay, so why don't we celebrate by having a night cap?

- Okay then, but just one, and that's my limit.

[dramatic music]