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If you've got a woman
You better not misuse her

You always treat her with respect
You never do abuse her

And if you do, I'm warning you
You're surely gonna lose her

Treat her with respect
And she'll never go away, yeah

Why don't you hear what | say?
Yeah

| said, "There's one thing
You should see

The other side of me
Sure is another"

My, my, my

And if you come on very strong
You're put where you belong

| warn you, brother
Yes, | do

Heck, because I'm a lady

Oh, ‘cause I'm a lady

My, my, my
‘Cause I'm a lady

And I'm a lady all the time

Keep on grooving like a lady

Walk on by like a lady

And I'm a lady

And don't you ever forget it, big boy

Thank you.

Oh, you don't have to be that kind,
but I'll take it, thank you.

Thank you, enjoy yourselves
and I'll be right back, okay?

Hey, big boy. Thanks.

- Hi, how you doing?
- You were great.

Thanks.

- Yes.
- When's your next gig?

Excuse me a minute.
I'll be right back, okay?

- Sure.
- Stay cool.

Yeah, thanks.

Harry, where have you been?

Bob Mason's been trying
to call you all day.

- How long it take you to get packed?
- What?

We gotta split.

What are you talking about?

I'm in trouble, babe, big trouble.

What kind of trouble?

The worst.

| tried, babe, | tried to go straight,
but they wouldn't let me.

Har--

What is it, Harry?

Harry.

Harry, what is it?

Listen, we'll go to Bob Mason
right now.

He's always helped you.
I'm sure he'll just fix it.

- He's always--
- Meet you at the apartment.

Harry!

Homicide. Stone.

Yeah, this is Keller's extension,
but he's not in.

Can | take a message?

Lieutenant, this is Harry Gates.
Remember?

You and Keller busted me once
for robbery.

Harry Gates?

Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah.

- I'm in trouble.
- What kind of trouble?

Remember the jewel heist
over on Post Street last week?

Where the guard got killed?

Yeah, what about it?

| gotta talk to you.
They're gonna kill me.

Wait a minute now.

Easy. What do you gotta talk about?
Who's going to kill you?

Tubbs. Wilson Tubbs.

He was in on the job with me.

- Where are you?
- Corner of Vallejo and Davis.

Vallejo and Davis.

All right, just sit tight.

I'm coming right over.

Like a bug.

Crushed him like a bug.

Never saw anything like it.

- Did you get a good look at the driver?
- Yeah.

When he went by,
that's when | got a look.

Real good.

Oh, that's the one face
I'll never forget.

Could you recognise that face
from a mug book?

If | live to be a hundred.

Mike, this is Harry Gates' address.

- What about the car?
- Blue pickup.

Blue pickup.

Check it out. It's gotta be hot.

He probably dumped it
not too far away.

See what you can get
on a Wilson Tubbs

- and then put out a teletype.
- Okay.

Thanks a lot.

Miss Sterling?

I'm terribly sorry,
| didn't mean to frighten you.

Lieutenant Stone.

Police?

- That's right.
- What do you want?

I'd like to ask you a couple of questions
about Harry Gates.

The landlord tells me
he's staying here with you.

Yeah, that's right.
Is something wrong?

I'm afraid there is.

May we talk inside, please?

Well, what is it? Is he in trouble?

Tell me what it is.

He's dead.

Here, let me help you.

Oh, God.

About an hour ago,
Harry called for help.

He was dead
before | could talk to him.

Now you tell me, what was he into?

He obviously had something
somebody wanted.

He was frightened.

He came to the club
and asked me to go away with him.

What club was that?

The Yellow Brick Road.

| work there, you know.

Harry played the horn.

It doesn't make any sense.

None of it makes any sense.

Harry was going straight.

We had a chance.

Mason got him a job.

Mason who?

His parole officer.

He was-- He liked Harry.

He was the only one who
really cared about him besides me.

Now, when you talked to him,
what did he say?

What did he say?

He said he was trying to go straight,
but they just wouldn't let him.

They? Who are they?

| don't know.

Listen to me, dear.

Does the name Wilson Tubbs
mean anything to you?

- No.
- Harry never mentioned him?

- No.
- You're sure, Wilson Tubbs?

- Think.
- No. No.

Nothing.

I'm sorry.

| can't believe this.

Every time you guys get jammed up,
you roust up some poor con,

take him down,
throw him in a line-up...

Sit down.

Everyone's always picking on you,
aren't they, Tubbs?

What have we got here?
"Possession of drugs,

attempted rape, armed robbery,

assault with a deadly weapon,
armed robbery."

For the second time, huh?

Possession of drugs again.

"Resisting arrest."

| wanna call my lawyer.

Call him.

Listen, what are we
getting so upset for?

Now, how long have you known
Harry Gates?

Who?

Harry Gates.

Never heard of him. Who is he?

He was murdered last night.

That must have been a bummer
for Harry,

but you can't hang that on me.

Do you own a blue pickup?

No.

You weren't driving one last night?

What's this all about?

A blue pickup gunned him down.

So?

So a witness identified you
as the driver.

Where were you last night at 11:00?

Home.

- All night?
- Yeah.

Anybody with you?

No, no.

Wait, wait, wait a minute,
what time?

Eleven.

Yeah.

Yeah, somebody was with me
at 11:00.

- Who?
- My PO.

How's that?

My parole officer.

You can check it out.
His name is Bob Mason.

Bob Mason?

Hey, look, Mason,
what are you leaning on me--?

Mickey,
you know it's a violation of parole

to change addresses
without letting me know.

All right, | forgot.

So don't forget.

| told you, this is my ball park,
we play by my rules.

Now, we'll talk about this
tomorrow morning in my office, 9:00.

I'm not gonna be finished here
at 9:00.

Mickey,
you won't ever be finished here.

That's why you're here.

Now, you tell Tom Schultz,
you'll be back about 10.

Nine o'clock. My office.

- And you don't show--
- All right.

Can | go back to work now, Mason?

So paint.

- Bob Mason?
- Well, yeah.

Mike Stone.

Got a minute?

Oh, yeah, lieutenant.

- | think he got the message.
- | don't know.

| don't think they're any different
on my end than they are on yours.

You give them an inch
and they'll just run away from you.

What can | do for you?

Acon named Wilson Tubbs.
Do you know him?

| wish | didn't. Yeah, why?

Murder.

A man named Harry Gates.

Oh, well, Harry was one
of my boys too.

You mean Tubbs killed Gates?

Looks that way.

- How did it happen?
- Gunned down by a pickup truck.

Did Tubbs know Gates?

Not that | know of, but he could have.
I'll find out.

Any idea what Gates was into?

Well, he did time for safe-cracking,
but he was not in that now.

I'd know about it.

Well, what about Tubbs?

Well, he's no prize, but murder?
That's a little out of his line.

Anybody see it happen?

Yeah. Yeah, we have an eyewitness.
But you know what?

Tubbs said that he was with you
at the time it happened.

Well, what time was that?

Eleven o'clock last night.

Yeah, he was with me.

Woke me out of a sound sleep.

Wanted to get married
to an ex-hooker.

These guys know the rules.

| don't know, it just seems
like maybe your eyewitness

wasn't seeing so good.

Yeah, | guess.

- Thanks.
- See you.

Mike, you're talking about
maybe the best parole officer

in the whole department.

A man | worked with for 15 years.

Now, Bob Mason may be hard
and he may be tough,

but he's straightened out more lives
than anybody | know.

He's what the whole parole system
is about.

All right.

Look, let me put a few things together
and you see if they add up, all right?

Mason was Harry Gates' PO.

He was also Tubbs' PO.

We know Harry Gates
was in on that Post Street heist,

because he told us he was in on it.

He also thought that Tubbs
was going to kill him.

Now, we have a witness
who saw him do it.

Except that Mason claims

that he was with Tubbs
at the time of the murder.

What are you getting at, Mike?

What I'm trying to get at

is that we have a lot of unsolved
jewel robberies on our hands.

Including that Post Street heist.

And if Mason is lying...

It's obvious, isn't it?

He could figure in
on the whole thing.

No, Mike, you're way off on this one.

Well, won't be the first time, will it?

You wanna put an undercover man
on a parole officer? No.

Rudy.

Harry Gates was a torch man.

If they wanna continue, they're gonna
have to have somebody replace him.

Who'd you have in mind?

Home is the king
of the downhill racers.

Now, what is this?
A one-man welcoming committee?

| just thought you'd appreciate
this gentle touch.

Oh, come on, Mike, | just got here.
What's going on?

Boy, oh, boy.

You really are a suspicious character,
you know that?

Here | come all the way across town
just to wish you a hello,

and what do | get?

- Did you really?
- Yes.

Well, thank you.
Thank you, | appreciate it.

Well, how was Lake Tahoe?

Beautiful, just beautiful.

- Beautiful, a lot of snow?
- A lot of snow, yeah.

Well, some people know how to live.

Maybe I'll get you on skis
one of these days.

Oh, yeah. That'll be the day.

Say, what did you do?
Forget your razor?

No, just wanted to see how it looked.
But don't worry, it's coming off.

Looks pretty good.
How long before it fills in?

Oh, probably about ten days.
A couple of weeks, maybe.

Well, how would you like
to have another ten days off?

What?

Well, that's what you said, isn't it?
A couple of weeks, ten days.

Also it'll give you enough time
to learn how to handle a torch.

A torch?

All right, what torch?
What's going on, Mike?

- How about that horn, you still got it?
- Yeah, | got it.

- The one you used to play in college?
- Yeah. Yeah, | got it.

What was that number
| used to like?

Come on, what was...?

"Stow me--" No, "Close to Me"?

- "Close to You."
- Yeah, "Close to You."

You could have played with any band,
you know. You were really good.

| knew it. | just knew it.

Dragged yourself across town.

Look, listen.

- | need you, buddy boy.
- AS undercover?

We'll be working with Robbery.

Come on,
let's dig out that horn, huh?

- Come, I'll tell you about it.
- You're something else.

Come on, let's go.

Close to me

Send in Lew Felton, please.

Come in.

- Lew Felton?
- Yes, sir.

I'm Bob Mason.

- I'll be your parole officer.
- How do you do?

How was your trip up here?

Well, | don't know.
| slept most of the way.

- Why this city?
- Well, | wanted a change.

Frisco always appealed to me.

Well, if you're planning to stay,
it's not "Frisco."

It's San Francisco.

- Well, why is that?
- Tradition.

And the natives are mighty touchy.

Thank you for the tip.

Robbery, huh? One to five.

You use a torch?

Yes, sir, | did.

And drugs.

But you volunteered
for the drug rehabilitation programme

at the prison and kicked the habit?

Yes, sir.

Good.

You stay off the drugs,
all the rest is downhill.

| sure hope so, I'm tired
of swimming against the current.

You have time to read
your parole regulations?

Yes, sir, | did.

- Any questions?
- No, sir.

Well, you can drop the "sir."

And I'm only gonna tell you this
once.

| can be the nicest guy
you'll ever wanna meet,

or | can fill your life with misery,
it's up to you.

You keep your nose clean,
we'll get along fine.

But you step out of line just once...

No, no. No, | paid my dues.
| don't want any more trouble.

You know anybody
in San Francisco?

Not a soul, no.

Also says you're a musician, huh?

Yeah, | lay down a little horn now
and then where | can find a gig, yeah.

I'll have to keep my eye open
for that.

In the meantime, you have to eat.
You got any objection to hard work?

No, sir.

Well, I'm sorry about that.
| sure don't.

Well, | think
I've got just the thing for you.

It'll help you stay clean.

Hey, Tubbs.

Yeah?

- Lew Felton.
- Hi.

You think you could find him a job?

You ever work
one of these rigs before?

No, but | pumped gas
when | was a kid.

That's close enough.

Hey, you got any room
at your place?

Yeah, | can fix him up.

Scotty.

Come here.

- Mr. Mason.
- Scotty.

- His name's Lew Felton.
- Hi.

- Get him his gear and get him going.
- Come on.

Mr. Mason.

Felton, good luck.

If you have any problems,
you know how to reach me.

Thank you.

- You make him?
- No, where did he do his time?

Arizona.

- I'll check him out.
- Do.

He's a torch.

Dynamite.

Come on, move it down.

Move it. Here we go, here we go.

- Tubbs.
- Yeah?

Did you tell him?

No, man. | told you, forget it.

Look, man, | don't wanna be tied

to what happened to Harry
and that guard.

Hey, man,
I'm not trying to muscle anybody.

| just want out.

Look, you're out
when the man says you're out.

Or else I'm back in the slam,
is that it?

There's only one way to find out.

You know, | could
blow the whistle on somebody.

Who'd listen?

You're a con, lover.

You ever hear of a con
being believed about anything?

Besides, what do you know for sure
about anything?

| Know it's Mason.

You don't wanna say that
to anybody.

That's right.

So you better let me out.

Okay, you're out.

Will you file these?

Mike, did you hear anything
from Steve yet?

Yep, he's got a job
at the Pacific Car Wash.

Art, answer those calls, will you?

- Well, any rumbles?
- Nope, not yet.

What about that girl
that Gates was going with?

Does Mike that think that
she knows any more than she's let on?

He doesn't know yet.
He's gonna see her tonight.

Come on,
close the door and sit down.

What about Mason?

Clean as a whistle.

No debts.

He's been living in the same place
for 23 years.

Doesn't play around.

Goes to church every Sunday.

And on his vacation,

he goes to the police camp
for underprivileged kids.

There isn't a mark against him
in 27 years.

Come on.
Come on, sit down, will you?

Yeah, yeah. | will, | will.

What about his family life?

Well, he lost his wife last year.
No children.

And he took it pretty hard.

Wanted to quit the department.

He didn't, though.

Instead,
he buried himself in his work.

What are you thinking?

We've gone through this before,
haven't we, Rudy?

A man loses his wife,
goes off the deep end,

doesn't know what to do.

Wonders if maybe another job,
more money,

and maybe his wife
would still be alive.

Yep.

If | remember,

those were some of the questions you
asked yourself when you lost Helen.

That's right.

Could be that Mason and |
just came up with different answers.

Hey Jude, don't make it sad

Take your sad song
And make it better

Remember to let her into your heart

Then you can start to make it better

Better, better

Thank you.

Lew Felton.

The waiter says
you were a friend of Harry's.

Well, we did a little time together,
yeah.

A lot of people did time with Harry.

Some time or another.

And Harry was a loser. Are you?

Now, do | look like a loser?

Come on, let me buy you a drink.

Okay.

Hey, Fred,
give me the usual, please.

- Here you go.
- Thank you.

Hey, neither did Harry.

What?

Look like a loser.

You know, mister, I'm 28 years old,

and the only man | really ever loved
just got burned.

And the sands are running out.

The only place | really wanna be
is in the centre of a winner's circle.

Can you dig it?

Lady, | had a bad day.

| didn't come here
to catch your headache.

| don't think | like you, Lew Felton.

Well, | knew we had something
in common, then.

Well, in my own girlish way,
| was only trying to say I'm sorry.

Look at that.

Yeah, that's the first smile
I've seen out of you yet.

- Well, it won't happen again.
- Yeah?

Well, in my boyish way,
I'm just trying to tell you

that's an awful nice sound
you lay down.

You're probably tone-deaf.

No, I'm not,
but | think your horn player is.

Do you play?

Yeah, | play a little bit, yeah.

Wanna sit in?

- Sure, yeah.
- Okay, come on.

Hey, Jay.

Jay, why don't you take a break
and lend Lew your horn?

- Thank you.
- Thanks.

How about "Close to You"?

It's good for us. It's good.

Why do birds suddenly appear

Every time you are near?

Just like me

You may take it back.
Thank you, anyway.

Hey, yeah. I'll catch you later.

Hit it, fellas.

Just like me

They long to be

Close to you

I'm telling you, | didn't believe it.

- First, | thought it was the horn, right?
- Right.

Then | said, maybe it's the moustache.
See, | haven't had it too long.

Maybe it was.

Oh, I'll tell you,
that was something else.

- That was cool.
- | don't know.

Hey, how well did you know him?

- Harry?
- Yeah.

Like | said,
we went to the same school.

But he never graduated.

He was still in the life.

How do you know that?

Well, | don't for sure,

but | think before he got killed,
he pulled a job.

Kept talking
about going out of the country,

going to South America,
that takes bread.

So, what do you think happened?

Well, | figure...

| figure he got greedy,
tried to double-cross them and:

Did you ever tell anybody?
The cops?

Are you kidding?

This is it.

Hey, thanks for the bus ride.

No, no. My pleasure.

No, my pleasure.

- Looks like it's gonna rain.
- Is it?

Funny,
| don't see a cloud in the sky.

Yeah.

- Good night.
- Good night.

Hey.

Lew.

Hey, Tubbs.

Fantastic.

Hey, | thought it was you.

Thank you, man. | appreciate it.

- A beer?
- All right. Yeah.

Hey, something | wanted to ask you.

Oh, yeah.
Where did you say you did your time?

Arizona.

Oh, yeah, Arizona.

Hey, | got a buddy of mine
in town right now.

Did time there too.

Listen, the three of us
should get together.

Throw a couple of beers down, huh?

Sure, sounds good, yeah.

Hey.

Take it easy, will you?

We get paid by the hour,
not by the car.

Us cons gotta stick together.

Yeah, what's the skinny
here, anyway?

| thought it was a parole violation
for ex-cons to associate.

It just goes down that way.

Well, Mason doesn't mind?

No, he's a stand-up guy.

He give you the old speech

about how he could be the worst guy
you ever knew or the nicest?

Yeah, yeah,
he read me the whole act, yeah.

Well, it's true.
He deals them straight up.

Just don't cross him.

Scotty?

What are you guys gonna do,
stand around jawing all day?

Hey, | was just taking a break.

Break?

You want a break,
I'll give you a break.

I'll give you the same break
Driscoll got.

Get back on the car.

All right. All right.

Guy comes on kind of strong,
doesn't he?

He blows hot and cold.

Who's Driscoll?

The guy that got hurt a while back.

You know, the day you started,
remember?

- The guy who had the accident, yeah.
- Yeah, that's what Tubbs says.

It was no accident that he
got bounced back into the slam.

What do you mean?

What do you mean?

It ain't nothing.

Driscoll one of Mason's boys?

Yeah.

Sure sounds like Tubbs and Mason
are awful tight, huh?

Well, what do you think?

If that was your rehearsal,
I'm gonna be sure and catch your act.

Thank you.

Hey, fellas.

Excuse me.

I'll see you tonight.

Take care.

Hey, Mr. Mason, tell me something.

Hey, Mr. Mason, what went wrong?
Was it me?

No.

You're not to blame for anything.

| wish | could believe that.

Believe it.

I've known a lot of Harrys
and tried to help them.

But the reason
most of them never make it

is they're always looking
for an edge.

A way to take advantage
of somebody like you or me.

If you let them, they'll hurt you.

After a while,
you just learn to protect yourself.

What, by not caring?

If | had a dollar for every time | got
burnt by a con | really tried to help,

I'd be a rich man.

A bit of advice, okay?

Stay out of rehabilitation.

It ain't worth the price.

So why do you stay in it?

Because I'm dumb.

Because | don't know anything else.

Look, | hate post mortems,
but if you ever find out

who got to Harry and why,
let me know, will you?

You can call me

day or night.

Play someplace else. You're lousy.

Hey, you gotta remember
little Chico, man.

He was in the same time you were.

If you ever had to get a fix,
he was the guy you had to see.

He's the man | didn't wanna see.

What do | want
with getting strung out in the joint for?

Yeah, | Know what you mean.

| kicked the habit myself in stir.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Have to worry about dying.
| already done that in Soledad.

- How about another round?
- Yeah, sure.

Hey, hold it, we're drinking on Tubbs.
Right, Tubbs?

Right. Irish.

You know, it seems like there's gotta
be somebody you hung with

that was still around
from when | was in.

| didn't hang out with anybody.

| just kept my nose clean,
if you Know what | mean.

All right, everybody, hug the bar.
Everybody.

What's the matter with you?
You hard of hearing?

What are you grabbing at me for?
I'm clean.

More tracks
than the Santa Fe railroad.

You got cause, man?

- I'm gonna give you cause.
- Get your hands off of me.

What is this?

Where have you been?

We've been with you all the time.

- | didn't see you.
- That means I'm doing a good job.

How about this Hall?
He shaking you down?

- He's working at it, yeah.
- Got anything?

Ben Driscoll.
He had some kind of fight with Tubbs.

Next thing you know,
he's back in jail, violation of parole.

- Mason his PO too?
- That's right, yeah.

- Anything else?
- No, not yet.

- How about the girl?
- Yeah, she's straight like you thought.

Good. Okay.

Well, which side do you want it on?

- What?
- Yeah.

Which side do you want it on?

No, no, no.
They only do that in the movies.

Oh, they got it from us.
Come on, come on.

That's coming up pretty good now.

Hey, maybe you should have
laid one on that dude.

Yeah, sure, | should have hit the cop.
That's real smart.

You want another round?

Oh, man.
No, not for me, | gotta hit it.

But what after Lew
went through here,

I'd say you're hanging
in some pretty good company.

- See you around, kid.
- Sometime maybe.

| don't know about this town,
though.

Hey, come on, hang in there.

You'll get a scam.

This town might be
just what you're looking for.

- Take care of him, Tubbs.
- Yo.

- See you.
- Hey, take care, man.

Sounds like he knows something
| don't.

You got some action going?

Could be. You interested?

Nope. No, I've had
enough hard times already.

Yeah, well, | guess washing cars
is your style.

Beats making licence plates.

Well, you just buy another round.
| gotta make a phone call.

Look, man, | told you,
| don't know nothing.

| heard you knew too much.
That's why you got busted up.

- It was an accident.
- You slipped.

That's right.

If it was an accident, they would have
sent you to the hospital, not down here.

That was another slip.

Pretty big coincidence,
I'll tell you that.

The way it goes sometimes.

Yeah, | guess you're right.

| guess that depends
on who your friends are too, doesn't it?

Driscoll, come here.

You really wanna get in that wagon?
Well, I'm gonna tell you what | want.

- | want Bob Mason.
- | didn't hear that.

Wait a minute.

What are you afraid of?

Listen, lieutenant, I'm going back
and serve the balance of my sentence.

In a year and a half, I'll be out.

After that,
| don't want anymore trouble.

Driscoll, now listen to me,
together we can put him away.

Oh, you gotta be jiving.

Who's gonna take my word
against the man?

I'm acon, and I'm black.

Now, that's the bottom of the barrel.

If you want Mason, good luck.

But you, you stay away from me.

A man's home is his castle.

Just a routine check,
like it says in the parole conditions.

Yeah? | must have missed that part.

Maybe you ought
to read them again.

- Well, you're clean.
- Disappointed?

- Stow it, Felton.
- Someone tell you | was holding?

- Like | said, a routine check.
- Sure, sure.

You wanna talk,
we'll talk on your time.

- Tomorrow morning, my office.
- | got a job.

Your job is to do what | tell you to do,
and don't you forget it.

And don't forget tomorrow morning.

| wouldn't want you
to miss your first progress report.

Hey, looks like you had
some company.

It was Mason.

- No kidding.
- You knew he was here, didn't you?

He's one man
you can't keep out of your life.

Phone call you made.
That was to him, right?

- Now, why would | do that?
- Come on, what is going on?

Don't you jam me!

Just relax.

He didn't find anything, did he?

| mean, if he did--

| mean, just one little stick of grass,

and you'd be punching plates
for a long time.

You know what | mean?

That's a real neat box.

Why are you backing me into it?

Because you're a torch
and | need a specialist.

You got 12 other guys in this town
you could use.

Why me, huh?

That's right,
but you're family, Felton.

Don't you understand?

You're family.

Jewellery store.
Friday morning, before it opens.

Where?

| don't know.

You're not sure
if Mason's the architect?

No, but it's gotta be.
| mean, it's the old carrot and the club.

Con won't play, Tubbs sets him up,

and Mason sends him back
to the joint.

- Buddy boy, I'm pulling the plug.
- What?

- Too many things can go wrong.
- Mike.

No, no, no.

Listen, how do | know
if you can tie in Mason?

I'll be there when he cuts the pie.

Mike, think of this.

Mason is not any criminal.
He's part of the system.

And if he's rotten,

what chance do we have
of turning the corner with any con?

All right.

But if anything goes wrong,
| mean, anything,

you bail out, understood?

Understood.

Lew, come on,
he's gonna open in a half hour.

Kill it. Kill it.

- What's that?
- Oh, you blew it, man.

They switched alarms.
| must have hit the bypass.

- Finish it.
- Forget it, man, no way.

| said finish it.

Look, Tubbs, they're on us.

The skylight. Come on.

Hello, babe.

| hope you never have to listen to this,
but | was in on a robbery

over on Post Street.

This isn't a cop-out,
but they forced me to go along

and a guard was killed.

| didn't do it.

A guy named Wilson Tubbs
pulled the trigger.

While he was getting rid of the body,
| grabbed the diamonds.

Jackie, whatever happens,
| want you to have the diamonds.

They're in this case.

Under the lining.

- Hello.
- Hello, Mr. Mason?

This is Jackie Sterling.

Harry's-- Harry Gates' girl.

Oh, yeah, yeah.
Sure, Jackie, | remember you.

What can | do for you?

Could you come to my place
right now?

Yeah, sure, Jackie. What is it?

| Know who killed Harry and why.

Yeah, well, I'll be right over.

Just stay right where you are.

Hey. Hey, where you going?

Relax.

Right there, Scotty,
just hold it right there.

- Put them up. Let's go, put them up.
- Oh, boy, this is rich.

- That's real rich.
- Where's he going?

- Hey, | don't know.
- To see Mason?

- Hey, man.
- Come on, slide out, let's go.

Slide out.

Come on. Let's go.

And she's got the rocks?

Yeah.

The only problem is,
she knows that you killed Harry.

Yeah, but she called you.

That's right. Let me have your gun.

- Don't you want me to hit her?
- I'll do it.

You?

Harry's girl goes,

you're gonna be the first one
Stone picks up.

And | can't cover for you anymore.

Yeah, yeah, you're right.

Hey.

Like | said,
| can't give you another alibi,

but you're gonna give me one.

You're gonna help me get out
of this whole bag.

You killed the girl,

and you came over here to push me
into telling another lie for you.

Only this time, | stood up to you.

We struggled, | got your gun

and it went off.

All right, now, don't stall me, man.
Now, where is he?

| don't know.
| don't know what building he's in.

Let's move it.

- There. There's Mason's car.
- Now, where's Tubbs?

- | don't know.
- Let's go. Come on.

Let's move it. In here.

Call an ambulance.

Where'd he go?

Girl's place.

- What girl? Harry's girl?
- Yeah.

Operator, we need an ambulance,
19 and Diamond.

Give me that.

Hello, operator,
this is an emergency.

Can | have the police department,
please?

You know, | really feel silly
standing here all alone

talking into a microphone like this,
but it's cheap insurance, | guess.

This way, if it all blows up in my face,
at least you'll have something.

And you'll know the truth.

| love you, Jackie.

There's so much | wanna say,

but the most important thing for you
to know is why all this happened.

Why | had to break my word to you.

Why | couldn't say no
to these people.

Oh, come in. Come in.

Harry made a tape for me
and he left these diamonds.

There's more on the tape,
| just realised.

If | said no,
I'd have been shipped back to prison,

because the man
behind this whole thing is my PO.

That's right, babe.

Bob Mason is calling all the shots.

All right, make a left right here,
on 3rd.

Yes, why don't you just take all--?

Take all the diamonds and just go?

It's not that easy now.

Hold it.

Or the lady gets it.

Now, all of you,
throw the hardware on the bricks.

Now back off. Move.

Move.

You get in the car.

You all right?

Yeah, I'm all right.

You look thinner, Frank.

Hey, Stone. Lieutenant Stone?

Yeah.

The review board
got some new evidence

on my case and cleared me.

You didn't have anything to do
with that, did you?

Me? Are you kidding, Driscoll?

You're a con. You're black.

You're the bottom of the barrel,
remember?

Why would | wanna help you?

Yeah. Hey, man, thanks.

What's with this "thanks"?

- You're a real hard nose, aren't you?
- You gotta keep up the image.

That reminds me,
| gotta file my report.

- What report?
- Police brutality.

- Are you kidding?
- Oh, come on.

- | did that with my open my hand.
- Forget it.

The first blemish on your record.

Oh, my friends give me blemishes.

You better believe it.