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Sportscaster #1:
Top of the ninth,
two balls, two strikes,

Astros leading
the Giants 5-3.

We have runners
on first and third.

Silvio baretto on the mound

trying to turn the lights out
on San Francisco.

Sportscaster #2:
And, man, nobody has left
the dome tonight,

I tell you. Dodgers
have already lost.

If the 'stros can win
this one, we're only
five out. Ooh-whee!

Sportscaster #1:
Baretto on the mound,
looking in for the sign.

Shakes off the first one.

Takes the second sign.

Checking the runner
on first.

The windup, the pitch.

Outside, ball three.

Oh, man, that was
way outside, Bob.

Listen, you gotta think,
if he loses this guy,
he's out of here.

You'd have to
think so,

because Dave Smith...

You can do it, sil,
one more time!

...the bullpen
for the last two innings.

I'm surprised he's not
in there already,

'cause you really want
this ball game.

Okay, back
to the matter at hand.

The astrodome crowd
on its feet.

Roberts leading off first,

vasquez down the line
at third.

He could walk home
and not make a difference.

It's Roberts they have to
concern themselves with.

He is the tying run.

Full count, the windup,

pitch, strike three!
Got him!

Oh, yes!

The astros are in,
baretto gets the win.

This place is nuts.
What do you think?

Well, astros keep getting...

TV interviewer:
Very exciting game,

and we do have
sil baretto here.

Sil, can I ask you a couple
of questions real quick?

Just real quick, sil.

First of all,
how's that arm feel

after nine
very hard innings?

Sil baretto:
A little tired in the ninth,
but I'm glad I could finish.

You seem to have, uh...

Pretty good velocity
tonight.

That last pitch, was
it really and truly
where you wanted it--

uh-uh-uh-uh.

On September 14, 1988,

at approximately
10:32 p. M...

Mike seaver

proposed marriage
to one roxy Bennett.

Ah-ahh!
Huh!

Oh, Jesus.

Mike:
And she said...

Uh-huh.

Night, miss Selma.

Night, sugar.
Now, you be good,
you hear?

Yeah, always. Oh.

What are you doing here?

What's that?
Oh, god!

No, no, please don't hurt me.
Pl-please, please.

-No!!!

Seaver.

Hey, what's happening?

Oh. Oh, no,
not another one.

Where?

Yeah. What time?

Son of a bitch!

I'm the third badge
in the force and you're
calling me at 7:00 A.M.

What're you calling me
so late for?

All right, all right.
Is Ronnie there?

Yeah. Okay.

Don't--don't touch
anything.

Yeah, just sit down
and smoke a cigarette.

Smoke a cigarette.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

You be careful, Mike.

Where are my keys?

Over here on the table.

What would I do
without you?

That's what I wanna know.

Hey.

Still want to marry me?

Goddamn it, Kyle,
this ain't the county.

That's that.

Ronnie, this is
a county beach.

This is
a county parking lot.

All right, Kyle,
it's county.

Does that make you
happy, cowboy?

Well, your pet dog
is out of his cage again.

Ronnie:
Don't start
that shit either.

The man is a burnout.

That bonehead play
he pulled up in Dallas,

that's burnout, Ron.

What the hell is this?

Don't start on me
already, huh.

Who found her?

Right over here.

Did you move her?

Any witnesses?

Did you ask to see
if there're any witnesses?

No, sir.

I--i didn't--
didn't think...

What's your name?

Bibbee, sir.

First time?

Yes, sir.

-Okay. Stick around.

Dale:
I didn't let anybody
touch anything.

Aren't you
the big brave scout?

Why the fuck
didn't you call me?

Mike, what the hell
are you--

don't Mike me.

First time, you call me.

Me first, you got it?
Comprende?

And who moved this body?
This is a mess.

There're certain people
you can't keep out of here.

Now, do you comprende?

Dale.

Get this right out.

Yeah.

Hey, big d,
what's going on, big d?

You talking to me?

Oh! Don't shoot me, hoss.

Hey, I'm innocent.
I didn't do nothing wrong.

Don't shoot me!

Goddamn it, Kyle,
I warned you, boy.

Let him run
his big dumb mouth.

I suppose those are
your lovely boot prints

all around the body.

I reckon that's all
you've uncovered so far

with your hot shit
big-time procedures.

The m.o.'s
the same.

Where did you get
that big fancy yacht
of yours, broussard?

Shut up, both of you.

What the hell's the matter
with you two?

I feel like Arthur mccanny
on the Friday night fights.

Just a minute,
Ronnie.

I believe I got a right
to see evidence.

I know the rules, Kyle.

The heat is gonna
come down on all of US.

When the governor
starts kicking ass,

it's gonna be yours,

it's gonna be yours,
and it's gonna be mine,

and I don't like
having my ass kicked.
Now, is that clear?

The newspapers are
already starting

with this "murder capital
of Texas" crap.

You will both share
in any information.

You hear that,
big d.?

And like that song says,
"I cover the waterfront."

Don't let me catch you
snooping around my boat.

We just set
our badges down,

and we'll get it on,
you and me, hoss.

Back off,
both of you, back off.

The press
is right there.

Oh, you wanna pose
for some pre-fight photos?

Hey.

Come on, let's have
some photographs.
Come on, get 'em up.

That's all right, Ronnie.
I'm gonna leave that
to celebrities like him

and like you.

I'm gonna get me
a cup of hot mud.

Yeah, well, put some ice
in it and cool off.

Hey, get them back.

Get 'em
back over there!

Seaver: Twins
crew 40-footer.

Where does a guy who works
in the sheriff's office

get money like that, huh?

Michael?

You got anything relevant
to add to this homicide?

Yeah, Loretta akers.
She wasn't robbed.

And look at this.

What, another note?

-"Best of luck."
-Oh.

It was inside
her panties.

Give it to Oscar mendoza,

tell him to get it down
to evidence to lock up.

And tell him to keep his
bungling hands off it!

Same handwriting
as the others.

And that first one,

that first note
said what?

"My very best."

Aghh.
"My very best."

"Best of luck."

Not showing
as much imagination.

Well, at least
we know two things.

He's got a taste
for blondes,

and he's got
nice handwriting.

Sh.

Good morning.

Hold it!

Police.

Who are you?

Eva lyons.

You and Loretta
in the same industry?

Hey, this is
a murder investigation,
sweetheart.

Don't pull
that silent shit on me.

When I heard
on the radio "a blonde,"

I mean, I couldn't
believe it was her. I...

-Came up to see.
-Uh-huh.

I told her,
"Loretta, you don't have
to work down there."

I mean, those damn beaches,
a bunch of crazy people.

I mean, we were
doing okay up here.

I don't know.

Last couple of months
she just, uh, acted crazy,

like she didn't care.

She got stuck
on some guy.

What guy?

Earl Howard benard.
Lying snake.

Worked at NASA.

Electrical stuff.

Did this guy
ever write any letters?

You mean,
like love letters?

Yeah.

No, darling.

No one writes
love letters anymore.

I mean, why write
when you can buy a card
at the mini-mart

that says the same
phony shit?

Where do you live?

First floor.

-You're under arrest.
-What?

I cooperated.
You vice guys
count that.

I'm not vice,
miss lyons.

I don't make deals.

Besides, I think you were
sent up here to snoop around.

I was not!

I think you ought
to keep your mouth shut.

Come on, let's go.

Come on.

... he delivers...A shot!

Deep to the hole just
to the left to second base.

Rafael Ramirez,
long throw to Davis,

he got him.

Attaboy, Rafael, baby!

Man: Number one.

That's Denise dickson,
the first victim.

She was murdered
on the fourth of July,
wasn't she?

Yeah. She was found behind
St. Anthony's church
in Houston,

in a dumpster.

Wounds are the same
as the ones

inflicted on Kimmy Martinez--

uh, two lacerations.

One from the ear
to the sternum,

and the second,
under the chin.

That's no knife.

What is that,
a cleaver?

What are we talking,
a butcher here,

some goddamn slimy
fucking hyena?

Excuse me,
I'm sorry, bibbee.

Go ahead, Dale,
I'm sorry.

That's Loretta akers.

That's a tattoo
on the right thigh.

Can everybody see that?

Men: No.

All right.

There.
With the name of Earl.

Seaver:
Earl Howard benard

from Pasadena,
California.

Now working for
the jet propulsion laboratory.

L.A. authorities
are checking for US.

Ronnie:
Roll it.

Dale.

Dale.

-Dale, go...
-Yeah?

Go back one, will you?

What about a hook?

You know, like a...
Longshoreman's hook.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Uh, "my very best" is written
on corrosible bond.

"Best of luck"
is written on the corner

of a mobil gas
service station road map.

This is
the Denise dickson note.

It's written on a napkin,
coffee-shop variety.

But Houston hasn't been able
to get closer than that so far.

Seaver:
Is that it, Dale?

Yes, sir.

All right,
that's all.

-Dale?
-Yes, sir?

Wanna go in my office
and bring me
my goddamn excedrin

and a cup
of water, please?

Sure thing, chief.

I want a comparison done
on those two handwritings

with the one found
on dickson in Houston.

Okay.

And I need some outside
help on this, Mike.

Says who?

Says the newspapers
and every TV commentator

from here to dime box
and back.

Thank you.

This damn butcher boy's
just getting
warmed up, Michael.

So I'm gonna ask you,

'cause you've been
in big bright lights.

Should we get some
expert help sent in

before the body count
runs up?

Ronnie, what the hell
are you talking about?

I'm supposed to be
the shaky one
in this outfit, not you.

We run our own shop,
don't we?

I think you can talk to me.

What is it?

Lamar witty.

Lamar who?

Lamar wi--

Come on, Mike.

Don't make me
laugh, goddamn.

Lamar witty.

Lamar witty?

That's a nice name.

-It ain't that damn funny.

Lamar witty.

Lamar retired out of the CIA
about five years ago.

Now he's
on the governor's staff.

He's sort of a...

General ass-kicker

and a very specific
ass-kisser.

Anyhow, that seems
to be his calling.

Lamar says the governor
ordered him

to offer his assistance
in this investigation,

in any manner
deemed necessary.

You see, the governor's
buddy's real nice.

It's very hard to lure
money, move real estate,

and lease units,
have your boats charted

in the middle
of a goddamn recession

if there's a killer
running around.

It's not our problem.

I don't own
any of that junk.

Do you?

Hmm.

Only thing
I own is this job.

Uh, the chief asked me
to say this.

We just got a message
from the governor's office

asking US
if we need any assistance--

their way of telling US

that we don't know
our ass from ice cream.

I don't need any assistance
from the governor's office.

Any of you need assistance
from the governor's office?

All: Hell, no.

That's right.

All right, bodine,
varney, shue.

Want you all to hang
with employment files

on all waterfront
hotels, motels,

restaurants,
bait shops, marinas,

and especially
check ol' shorty's
out on west beach.

You crosscheck names
against our files.

Assault, sexual,
armed, anything.

And, mendoza,

I want you
and bi-bbee...

Where the hell
is bibbee?

He got sick.

He threw up on his shirt
and went to change.

And I want you
to tell your wives
and your girlfriends

that daddy ain't gonna
be 'round for a while.

Eighteen hours on,
starting now.

And that leaves
damn little time
for drinking beer

and no time at all
for watching vanna white.

Don't let the door
hit you in the ass
on the way out.

Seaver:
Well, you have
it covered, chief.

Okay if I take
a piss, chief?

It's all right with me,
old hoss.

Just remember you pissin'
in galveston, not Dallas.

I guess I have got a whole lot
of getting ready to do.

Wait a minute.

Mike and I have decided
we only want
just the family.

Oh, no, no.
You are my only child.

We're gonna do
this thing right.

Besides, what about
rich and davie?

And there's your daddy's
side of the family.

Quit rushin'.

We just got engaged
last night.

Maybe the galvez
has a room we could rent.

Well, let's not
talk about it now.

Hi.
Hi.

I just told her,
honey.

You don't have
to say a thing, Alma,

-i know how pleased you are.

Little Mikey seaver.

Shoot.

Now, who would have thought,

when you and me
were doing the dirty bop

at ball high school

that you would grow up to be
good enough to marry my baby?

Jack Bennet'd
turn over in his grave.

Not a baby, mama.

I suppose he would.

What do you wanna
do tonight?

I feel like dancing.

You got it. 7:30.

Okay.

Alma, wanna go for a spin?

Quick thrill in your undies?

It'll take a lot more
than that.

What a troublemaker!

Hey, Mike.

What about that girl?

We're working on it.

Seaver: Remember
freckles Bartholomew?

Who?

Freckles Bartholomew.

Oh, yeah, freckles!

How could I
forget freckles?

-You don't remember him.

Anyway, when Phil Harris
used to bring
his band down here,

and he needed
a good sideman,

that's the guy he'd call--
freckles Bartholomew.

He was a pal
of my old man's.

Your father knew
a lot of people.

Ooh. Did he ever.
What a bunch.

Pimps, shylocks,
gamblers.

They broke every
blue law down here.

You should have seen
little Mikey

running up
and down the beach,

selling chances
on a punchboard.

Yeah, those were
the days.

Aren't these better?

Mmm.

Yeah.

Yeah.

What is it?

I'm glad I didn't forget
Jack Bennett's little girl.

Eighteen years later,
there you were, on the beach.

You said, "excuse me,
did you have a red bicycle

with balloon tires?"

What an obvious move!

It wasn't an obvious move!

It was the truth!

You think
I didn't remember you?

Mm-mmm.

Good morning.

Hey, hold, hold.

Look at that.

All you read
in these damn
newspapers

is these murders.

Everything else
is pushed
to the back page.

Kyle's got the red ass
about Eva lyons.

Oh!

He says you grabbed her
out of our jurisdiction.

You wanna
go light with him.

He's got
a lot of friends.

You know she's
one of his stable.

I know nothing
of the kind.

And I wish once
in a while
you'd walk in here

with some goddamn
proof instead
of just a hard-on.

Ooh!

-Do you go to church?
-Yes, I go to church.

Do you pay attention
to your pastor?

Damn it.

My private life's none
of your fuckin' business.

Come on, we got
some new names
to look at.

George w. Ganper.

George w. Ganper.

Sounds like
a damn labor leader.

Ganfries?

Sentenced to huntsville
two months ago.

Crayton penn.

Did his boyfriend in
with a champagne bottle.

Crayton penn?
Thought we had him in folsom.

Yeah, how did his name
get in the files?

More efficiency, boys.

I'm being paid
by the millisecond.

I want you to run
some numbers down for me.

That's gonna take
a lot of--

shh!

I know that.

Take it.

Ronnie:
Vernon d. Sharp.

Oh, yeah. He was
the conroe creeper.

About eight gals
cornered that son of a bitch

in a shoppin' center

and beat the living shit
out of him

with their high heels

and their boots
and their belts,

purses and everything
before we took him in.
You remember that?

Yeah, I remember that.

He's also in Baton Rouge
under arraignment.

Hey, how about Alex lynch?

No. He's not a keeper.

Ronnie:
What do you mean,
"he's not a keeper"?

Son of a bitch killed
a woman with a razor.

That's 20 years ago.
His second wife, Celia.

I can read, Michael.

He-- he found her
in bed with another guy.

God, I don't believe this.

Are you actually feeling
sorry for this asshole?

Michael, he is a deviate.

He collects panties,

and he hangs 'em
on his clothesline.

I'm telling you
the guy is harmless.

He's just a sniffer.

All right. He was
a muscle for my old man.

Yeah. And that ain't
all he was.

You know he used to work
down at the docks.

Remember that?

At the docks,
as in bale hook?

I'll check it out.

Thank you.

Donnie lamond.
Oh yeah. I remember him.

I wanna go against him again.
We skipped him the first time.

This is the boyfriend
of Kimmy Martinez,

the second victim.

I hear some scuttlebutt
he likes to kick
the ladies around.

Let's go.

Homicide. Gries.

Hold on, hold on.

Lamar witty out of Austin.

Goddamn it.

Ronnie:
Shark!

Hello, you channel cat,

how the hell
is your hammer hanging?

Straight down.

How you doing,
Jack rabbit?

How am I doing?

Hell, i'm
as good as a pig in thin shit.

Shirl!

Yeah.

Ronnie, the governor
wants some action
on these killings.

Hey, Lamar, now,
don't you be afraid,

we're gonna
take care of--shirl!

We're gonna take care
of everything.

And I ain't gonna
let you guys

just take over
this damn investigation

without US first
having a fair crack at it.

I gotta go to Washington
for a couple of days.

I'll run it by him
when I get back.

All right.
You do that, Lamar.

And you make it
real clear now.

I just got off the phone
with Ronnie Nelson--

shirl.

You could bring the aspirin
and the water at the same time.

Oh. Sorry.

Hi, Donnie.

Remember me?

I can only talk
a couple of minutes.

-The boss--
-that's fine.

We just want
a couple of minutes.

What happened
to Kimmy?

Gave you
too much lip, eh?

-No.
-No?

She filed a complaint
against you

when you were up
for speech therapy
in Saint Jacques.

Oh, yeah. That was
only one time.

She got me pissed off.

Uh-huh.

Split lip,
broken eardrum,

14 stitches in the back
of her head.

She must have really
pissed you off.

I-- I already
talked to you people.

The night Kimmy was killed,
I was in freeport.

Stopped me on
a driving violation.

It's on the traffic ticket.

Ah-ah. You don't wanna
be rude, Donnie.

You were arrested
pretty early, Donnie.

Give you time
to get back here
to galveston

and take care
of Kimmy by 11:45.

But I didn't! I was
drunk over in freeport.

Okay, so I slapped her.

Sometimes, she'd freeze up
on my when I wan-wanted--

wanted to what?

-Do some tumbling around.
-Tumbling around!

Yeah, I can
just picture it.

You're a sick guy,
Donnie.

You shouldn't be
allowed out in public.

A barracuda.
She was only 17.

Oh, yeah?
And what about roxy?

You're not reaching
into the cradle?

Aah!

Next time, I'll close my hand.

Hey, Mike.

I just hate it
about those girls.

Yeah.

What's L.A. say?

Earl Bernard worked
a full week this week,

and three nights overtime,
with eyewitnesses.

Shirl, no calls
from the newspapers.

You catch
the astros' score?

I think it's, uh, 7-4.

7-4 who?

I don't know.

What inning?

I don't know.
Oh. This is beautiful.

Two weeks ago, they're
nine games behind L.A.,

now it's down to four,
and you don't know
the score?

You're a wellspring
of information, shirl.

Hey, I never played
the game!

You did. You should be
thankful for 7-4.

I am, shirl.

I am.

Ronnie: Shirl.

Sportscaster #1:
Al burdett will be coming on
in the fourth

with the astros ahead
7-2 over Pittsburgh.

Still some lingering question

obviously
about baretto's arm.

Sportscaster #2:
Yeah. Being only
the fourth inning,

but, hey, that's
the smart-money move.

You save your hot arm
for the stretch drive.

Stretch drive.
Man, we are in it.

Top of the ninth,
two out.

Baretto has done
a masterful job so far.

Here's the windup
and the pitch.

Fine shot
to Billy noritt.

He's got it.
Astros win.

Baretto gets the win.

Actually, Bob,
that's Burnett
with the win,

because baretto
only went four innings,

but it was
a great job nonetheless.

I guess even the great ones
make mistakes.

What the...

Mikey!

I got some bad news
for you, Alex.

My boss
thinks you're a killer.

Thinks you rip
women apart.

I haven't seen you
since your father's funeral.

You still hittin'
the ball, Mikey?

Don't drift
on me, Alex!

I'm talking to you,
not about my old man.

Why not?
He was a nice guy.

Used to invite
all US guys over
for Sunday dinner.

We used to toss you around
like a satin pillow.

Still got the big house?

I think you've
run out of things
to do here.

You're gonna have
more fun in laredo
or eagle pass.

I want you to pack
and be halfway there
by morning.

Is that the way
you want it?

That's the way
it's going to be.

Okay.

Bye, Mikey.

You said you were
gonna spend the night.

I don't wanna go
over there.

No, it's scary
in there.

See, it's quitting time.

Lorraine, for...

It's okay.
No problem.

Don't go in there!

Have a wild time.

Come on, Beverly.

I'm not going.
I'll wait.

I'll just wait. Hi.

Lorraine, wait.
Wait for me!

Lorraine,
where did you go?

Wait...oh!

Lorraine! Lorraine,
come back here!

Beverly!

I thought
you weren't coming.

How did you get there?

Go that way.
Take a left, okay?

Wait for me.

-Sure.
-Wait!

Where did you go?

Lorraine!

Where are you?

Lorraine!

I'm getting closer.

Lorraine!

How do I get out
of here?

Lorraine?

Hi.

Kinda scary
in here, huh?

Lorraine?
Where did you go?

I gotta go now.

Oh, god.

This handwriting's
not the same.

It's not.

Looks like we might have
a right-hander this time.

Let me know
as soon as you can.

Did somebody order
a pizza with kielbasa?

Yeah, right here.

Here. Keep the change.

Oh, hey,
where's the jalapeno?

Want a slice?

Will you
get outta here?

No, I'm sorry.

Chief Nelson
can't come to
the phone right now.

I beg to differ
with you, sir.

I don't believe
we're draggin' our ass.

In fact, we believe
one of the girls last night

saw him, and as soon
as she's able,

we're gonna
talk to her.

Yes, sir.

All right, sir.

Thank you for calling.

Excuse me.

There's a mister...

What did you say
your name was?

-Essex.
-Essex...outside.

I'll get it.

Lieutenant seaver.
Can I help you?

-Michael seaver?
-Yeah.

Been a long time
since you played
with the tri-city pirates.

How'd you know that?

I keep it all
up here in my file.

Bill essex,
daily newssports page.

Oh, yeah, I read you.
Good stuff.

Thanks.

I'm not on
the crime beat or anything,

but this morning
I got a funny call.

This guys says
what happened
with the girls last night

wasn't his fault.

He was sorry,
it was a mistake,
something like that.

That's it?

Think it was
some crazy guy?

Probably.

Babbling brook?

Maybe.

Thanks for coming by though.

Astros got a chance
this year?

Oh, yeah.

Get some hitting.

Shirl.

I got a meeting
with the coroner,

then I'll be
out and around.

If I get any calls,
I'll be checking in.

I'll tell her.

What's the news?

It's gonna shock you
when I tell you.

What?

Both virgins.

And the sheriff's department
had Beverly wakely arrested

for vagrancy?

That snake broussard.

Every time
he sees a tight skirt,

he hears cash registers
ring.

That young one--
the little one.

She just looked like
a nice girl to me, Mike.

After this many years,

I find I can tell
certain things

about how a person lived
by looking at their remains.

Are the dental records
up-to-date?

Are the nails
nicely clipped?

Things like that.

Salud.

Salud.

What about
the perpetrator?

He's a big man.

That Lorraine girl--

he was about five feet
from her

and still able to inflict
some heavy damage.

I've never seen
anything like it.

Starts at the ear
and rips out the windpipe.

The impact knocks out
four teeth on the way down,

fractures the collarbone.

What about the weapon?

About what you said.

A hook's good enough.

It was the left hand.

-Lefty?
-Mm-hmm.

But forensics said

the guy who wrote
on the mirror
was a righty.

Science is science, seaver.

Big man, left hand.

That Lorraine girl--

she was slightly taller
than average height,

yet all the killing blows
are angled downward,

but I wouldn't rule out
all right-handers.

Mike, we're havin'
enough of
a business depression

without y'all bringin' in
tales from the crypt.

Okay, Stevie.

More.

There isn't any,

except maybe
the Beverly wakely girl.

She doesn't fit
the others.

Dark hair, overweight.

I thought of that, too.

He got the first one,

and then,
because she was there,

she got it.

Must have gone into
a frenzy.

Part frenzy.

There was only
one wound,

and it wasn't clean.

Lefty, huh?

Stevie: Hey, hey, hey,
how about them astros?

August, they were 14 out.
Now look at 'em.

Papers are talkin'
like a miracle's
about to burst forth.

Three games out.

Whatever you do,
don't believe in miracles.

They'll break your heart
every time.

Autographs.

Celebrities, movie stars.

It's part of their job.

Uh-huh.

Broussard picked up
your old buddy
Alex lynch.

I thought
you'd wanna know.

Oh, Christ!

You can scratch a man's
hide with that damn thing.

How do you use that, Alex?

I mean, on the docks?

I--i don't do
cargo work.

I'm a button man.

I just keep it with me.

I got arthritis
awful bad.

Yeah, you told me that.

I guess we're all
gettin' up there,
ain't we, Alex?

But you could handle yourself
in your prime, I know that.

You were muscle for
old man seaver, weren't ya?

People got outta line,
you put the arm on 'em,

straightened 'em out

for a little
piece of the pie.

Tell me something, Alex.

Since the old man
bit the dust,

who's picking up
for him now?

Is that still
in the family?

Mikey!

Mikey!

I was gonna
get on the bus
just like you said--

shut up, Alex.

Get him outta here.

I'm holdin' him.
He's a suspect.

For what?

He's not all that clear
where he was

when wakely
and beasley were murdered.

He's clear.

How in the hell
would you know that, big d.?

He was with me.

Alex: Right!

Yeah.

Get him outta here!

Not in 15 minutes,
not in an hour,

not when you goddamn well
feel like it, but right now.

Alex: What's happenin'
to me, Mike?

Nothing, Alex.

You just got dealt
some rotten cards.

Night game
part 2 of 2
closed captioned

sportscaster: Yes, sir,
that's a proud young man

as the astros
take a big lead
in this baseball game.

Pirates may be wanting
to make a pitching change here.

Manager Jimmy Leland
walking out to the mound.

How are you?
I called several times.

Honey, I've been at it
around the clock.

Yeah, I know.
You're a driven man.

If it's not baseball,
it's the killer.

If it's not the killer,
it's baseball.

You think we could go
someplace else and talk?

-Please?
-Oh, for Pete's sake.

Well, stop the car.

This killer--i don't know.

May be some kind
of a celebrity.

Sportscaster: Nobody out.

The windup, pitch...

Please don't smoke.

Lays it down
the third base line.

Third baseman coming in.

Young racing down
the first base line...

Safe at first base.

Single for Gerald young.

One run on,
one runner on base,

nobody out.

It's got cut-glass windows.

Look, we'll put
a couple of thou
in paint, wallpaper.

Hold it.

Oh, my.

Stand over there...

...and don't move.

Mike!

Jesus!

What is going on here?

What happened
to you?

Ah! Ah!

Come on with me.

What were they
looking for?

Something I found
behind the picture, I think.

Here.

How's your head?

-Hmm?
-Hmm?

Oh, yeah, it's okay.

Seems kind of strange--
pop's recliner, doesn't it?

I think your father
would approve.

Why don't we try
the bed for once?

Mama?

Hey, baby.

How you doin'?

Good.

Hey, look out for
my fingernails.

What are you doin'?

Just set your controls
for quiet, cool running.

He's bought you
a 19-inch color TV
for half off.

I have a TV.

Be careful
of my microwave.

You know,
my TV's just fine.

I know that.

Does it work?

That's it, make jokes.

The family that laughs
together cries together.

What are
those wavy lines?

That's channel 8,
same as usual.

It's not the set.

Well, now, my old TV
gets channel 8
just perfectly.

Quiet, cool running, okay?

Nobody gets 8.

Hit the remote again.

All right, sports campers,
listen up out there.

Put down those coffee cups...

Oh, this guy
is an asshole.

He thinks everything is cute,
even the ball scores.

...future hall of famers,
is Cindy mcilhenny.

That's sil baretto's wife.

How do you know that?

He's tryin'
to make me jealous.

This is what happened
when they got together

on July the fourth.

Oh, no!

We dug this clip up
this morning.

Look at this.

July fourth.

That's when the first girl
was murdered.

Cindy, sil. Sil?
Tell me something, sil.

Roxy: That's St. Anthony's
in Houston.

...compatible
with a stretch drive?

You'll have to
find out, Stan.

How about you, Cindy?
Get right in here.

Tell me, how do you
react to all this--

the passion
of a pennant race?

Go, 'stros!

-Yeah, St. Anthony's.
-Mama, look at that dress.

Shh.

If you were wondering
how all this turned out,

well, her husband
will be pitching

out at the dome
tonight.

She said it twice
in front of both of US.

My mother
was very sweet.

I didn't say
that she didn't say it.

It was the way
she said it.

"Thanks."

I mean, she didn't say,
"oh, Mike, that was so
thoughtful of you."

Oh, no, none of that.

Nitpicker.

Maybe I'm exaggerating.

Maybe giving somebody
a television set

doesn't mean anything
anymore.

It's supposed to be
a cute movie.

News gave it
three and a half stars.

Sure you won't
change your mind?

No, I can't.

I just got a feeling
about something.

I gotta follow it up.

I'll pick you up
at...7:30?

Okay.

Oh, Mike.

That was so thoughtful
of you.

Very funny.

Denise dickson--
ever heard of her?

No. No, I haven't.

Oh, thank you.

You and sil were married
in Houston, right?

Uh-huh. Yeah.

At?

St. Anthony's church.

When?

On the fourth of July.

No, I mean,
what time of day?

In the afternoon,
and then we left.

You left?

We drove
straight to the airport.

We went to Cancun and
spent our honeymoon
there for the weekend.

But sil had to be back
on Monday morning

to train
with the trainer.

His shoulder
was bothering him.

So you didn't spend
the night of the fourth
in Houston?

No.

Have you gotten
anything in the mail

that's like, uh...

Strange--little
pieces of paper or notes?

Things that say
"best of luck,"
"stay well"?

Anything like that?

Sil mentioned some weird notes

that came into
his fan mail once.

But they gave it
to the team officials,

and they turned it over
to the police.

It turned out to be
this really wild girl

who was really
hot for my husband.

He didn't say
what was in them?

No, he doesn't
like to worry me.

I can understand why.

Well, thanks
for the iced tea.

Oh, this is
a beautiful photo.

I had my hands
over my head.

I thought I might
get hit by the bat.

Was this taken
outside the church?

Yeah, it was right before
we got in the limousine.

Yeah, mccann, lozaro,
Davis...

And who's the shy guy?

-Where?
-Right there.

I don't know.

I've never noticed
before.

Could I borrow this?

Why?

Well, Denise dickson
was murdered
behind this church

on the fourth of July.

Just for a couple of days?

All right.

But I'll have
to tell sil.

Yeah.

Hey, Sam!

How ya doin',
lieutenant?
What's up?

Blow this up for me.

Especially up here
by the column.

Sure.

Oh, look at the time.
I gotta go.

Hi, Davy.

Hey, roxy.
What's goin' on?

You seen that bum fiance
of mine?

No, but can I give you
a ride somewhere?

Yes, you may.

Boy, am I glad
you showed up.

Oh, yeah?

Sportscaster: Looking in
for the signal.

Nobody on, two out,
bottom of the ninth inning.

Bonilla is the last man away

from another
simply incredible win.

The windup, pitch...

Called, strike one.

I feel like walking.
Right here is good.

Well, all right.

Thanks for the ride, Davy.

You have fun now.

Hey, I'm on a tear.

This is 6-y, galveston.
Who's on?

6-y, this is Elsie.

Elsie, do me a favor.

Give a call home,
see if anybody's there.

Will do, 6-y.

Thanks.

Sportscaster: Ball one,
high and outside.

Bonds laid off.

Baretto looking in
for the signal.

...caminiti coming in,
charging,

firing to first base.

He nailed him.
He's out of there.

Barry bonds is out.

Hey, roxy,
come on and have a drink.

You have one
for me, Carlo.

-Hey, roxy!
-Hey, Danny.

-How you been?
-Fine. How are you?

A lot better now.

You gonna ask me
to dance or just stand here?

Sportscaster:
Bobby bonilla up.

Elsie: Dispatcher to 6-y,
dispatcher to 6-y.

Yeah, 6-y. Go ahead.

Mike, this is Elsie.

I called your house;
No response.

Thanks.

Baretto looks in
for the signal.

The windup, pitch...

So how have you and Mike
been gettin' along lately?

Do you have
to spoil it?

Sportscaster: The crowd
coming to its feet.

They can sense the astros
are not too far away

from another win if they
can just nail bonilla
right here.

Baretto looks in.

The pitch.

High fly ball
deep to left field.

Deep to left field,
Kevin bass going back...

Back...
got it at the warning track.

Astros win,
silvio baretto wins.

Are you gonna be long?
I have to use it, too.

Where's mendoza?

Across the street
a while ago.

Who else is on?

Me and mendoza on this end,
grash later,

three guys from
the motor division

are supposed to be
backin' US up.

What the hell's
the matter with Ronnie?

Sit down.

Sit down. Finish.

Doesn't he know
this guy's around here?

He's gotta be
laughing at US.

-You hear him?
-Hear what, lieutenant?

Sit down, sit down.

Where you from, bibbee?

Brenham, sir.

Hmm. German, huh?

You know, this whole island
was once covered by the sea.

Yeah, in 1900.

It was only about
seven feet high then

before they put
the seawall in.

What happened was,
one afternoon,

the barometer
started to drop.

At night, this giant wall of
water came washing in--

capsizing houses,
washing away people.

Even the graveyards
gave up their dead.

Bodies everywhere.

I wanna get
this guy, bibbee.

Look, I don't need
a ride from you.

Forget it.

Come on!

What are you doing?
Stop it!

Damn it!

No! No!

No!

Please.

No! I didn't do anything...

Seaver.

Where?

I'll be right there.

Goddamn it!

Hey, breakfast.

This morning,
they give me
a crew of four guys.

The assignment
was to do clean-up.

So we come in
the back road,

we come around
the corner down there.

We parked the truck
about three-quarters
of the way down the road.

We come upstairs--
I come upstairs
with the tools.

I bring the tools
up first.

The guys, they always start
downstairs with the coffee.

So I get to
the top of the stairs,

and I see this blood
on the floor.

I figured you guys
would want to know
what it was all about.

I didn't touch nothin'.

I come in through
this door here,

and that's
when I found her.

That looney tune seaver

is holdin' out
on US, son.

He's withholding evidence.

He was over in
Houston the other day

conducting interviews.

He got pushy, too,

with the wife of
one of them astro
ballplayers.

-Good morning.
-Michael.

Who did you send
to my house
the other night?

Pimp! You chicken shit!

I want to see you
come to my door!

That's enough,
both of you.

Back off!

Arresting Beverly wakely
on a vagrancy charge.

She was a virgin,
you pussy peddler!

Michael,
shut up now.

He can't. He's too stupid.

Kyle!

How are y'all?

Lamar.

Don't let 'em within
100 yards.

We gotta crack down
on these bastards
from the get-go.

Governor said no.

Now, aside from
being blonde--

what the hell
do you think
you're doing?

This is a police barricade.

What agency
are you from?

Michael...

No, no. Let me
straighten you out

so you don't
run around here
half-cocked.

Something called
a chain of command

from the governor's office.

Somebody yanks the chain,
causes a ripple effect.

Yank, yank, yank.

It's nothing personal
against anybody.

You're seaver, right?

Used to be with Dallas?

Yes, sir.

Okay. We're all
professionals here.

Let's cool down.

What happened to you?

Oh, it's nothin'.
It's nothin'.

All right,
what I pieced together--

we got five women killed
over an eight-week period.

No, sir.

We've got six women killed
over a 2 1/2 month period.

Thank you for that.

Now I want to set out
some decoys.

It's too late
for decoys.

He's starting
to change.

If we employ decoys now,
from where I sit,

he's gonna move
further off.

From where I sit,
you're sittin' in
the back seat.

Lamar.

Now don't blow it,
old hoss.

It's gonna be Dallas
all over again,

and I won't be able
to cover your ass.

Michael, take a break.

Just stay home
for a few days.

You pullin' me off
this homicide?

Don't pull that departmental
horseshit with me.

Damn!

Why the hell am I
always havin' to con you

into getting off of
the goddamn railroad tracks.

When a fuckin' train's
barrelin' down
right on top of you?

Goddamn it.

Wow!

This is appliqued satin
with organza ruffles

and the veil
is seed Pearl.

I adore it.

It's beautiful.

Oh, god, it's--

may I talk to her
for just a moment?

Listen, honey,
when we planned
this thing,

we said we wanted
a nice, simple,
intimate ceremony, right?

-Just family and--
-rich and Davy.

Yeah, yeah.

And you agreed
to that, right?

Well, now we got
little cousin Jessica
throwin' flowers,

and we got 60 people
in the big room
at the galvez

for champagne.

We got a ten-piece band
with an emcee.

I wonder whose idea
that was.

Mm, forget the emcee.

I don't need the dress.

I'll just come down
the aisle bare-assed.

Honey, that's not
what i'm...

That's not
what I'm saying.

I want you
to keep the dress.

But 60 people
at the galvez?

That's not our wedding;
That's Alma's wedding.

-Alma?
-Alma.

-My mother?
-Your mother.

Just take the dress.
We'll talk about it later.

Oh, baby!

It's the orange shoes.

The orange shoes
don't quite make it
with the dress.

Good morning.

Where's the train?

Somebody's taking the train?

The train for
the children to carry.

What children?

There's Susan
and Allen and Jeffrey.

They're second cousins
once removed.

Wait a minute.
The Duke and duchess
of windsor

didn't have as many people
as you want.

At the very beginning,
we said we would have--

"we, we, we"?!
You said it.

That's the damn problem.

Sweetheart,
didn't you have
to be someplace?

Nothing I do
is good enough for this woman.

She doesn't like my house,
she doesn't like my car,

she doesn't like
the way I walk,

she doesn't like the way
we're gonna get married,

and cops she hates
on general principle.

Ha! I respect
the police.

I do not
respect cops.

I don't think
this is the occasion

to have
this discussion.

I'm very nice
to this woman.

I bought her
a TV set

with a monitor, stereo.

How many people have
that kind of a television set?

Why don't you take it back?

I'd be delighted
to take it back.

It still does not get
channel 8,

and 5 is not
all that good either.

I'm paying
for that set

in 12 monthly
installments.

Oh, well, let's see.
You have paid for one week.

How much is that?

Ten dollars at most?

That's it,
that's it!

Tonight you unplug it

and you put it
right outside
the front door.

Why don't both of you
just shut up about
that lousy TV?!

The front door!

I would be delighted
to put it out the front door.

I do not have
to take this.

The front door!

There is a mad killer loose,

and he is drivin' around
at taxpayers' expense.

Good riddance!

Now...show US a dress
with a train.

Right here's
the 8x10 you give me, right?

I take it,
I blow it up 600%.

Take this section here,
and I blow it up 800%.

What's that?

That's your guy.

My guy?

That's terrific.

The man who never was.

Hey, Mike.

Boy wins again.

Hmm. Baretto wins.

And I lose.

Baretto wins.

And I lose.

Baretto wins.

September 14.

-Night game.
-Night game.

Astros over the giants, 4-3.

Baretto went the distance.

Say, these dates--

anything to do with--

just keep
going, bill.

Try last night--
September 28,

astros over
the padres.

Baretto on the mound.
He got the win.

And Betty Jo Hansen
is murdered

in the condo
on the beach.

All right.

Silvio baretto
is a celebrity judge

in a miss Texas
beauty pageant.

That's where he meets
Cindy mcilhenny, right?

Baretto pulls his shoulder
in the middle of
the month of June.

Right.

July 4, he's still
on the disabled list,

so he uses the time off
to marry Cindy.

Monday morning,
he's back for treatments.

But on the night
of July 4,

Denise dickson is found
in the dumpster

behind the church
where he got married.

August 19,
shoulder is recovered,

he pitches,
he wins.

-Kimmy Martinez.
-Yeah.

Astros went on
a road trip right after that.

Okay, now.

Back at the dome
September 14,

baretto pitches
and wins,

and Loretta akers
goes for her car
on the beach.

September 19, burdett...

Burdett.

Oh, shit!

Burdett, baretto.

That was the phone call
you got.

The guy who said
it wasn't his fault;

it was a mistake.

Oh, my god.
I remember that game.

They kept calling
burdett baretto

after burdett came on
in the fourth.

But the killer thought
baretto won the game,

so he kills beasley
and he gets the wakely girl

'cause she happens
to be there.

Then his pattern is...

Night game at home...

...but only if baretto wins.

Somewhere in that
twisted cave
he calls a brain,

he's trying to grab
the headlines from baretto.

Those little pieces of paper
he keeps tearing off

are autographs
to his fans.

Witty's
takin' over, huh?

Yep. We're movin'
furniture around.

What for?

Witty's office.

Laura Ashley's pillows
and shit.

This island's gonna sink
with so much extra personnel.

Houston, San antone,
Dallas.

It's Ronnie's fault.

He should've told
the governor

to go to hell
in the first place.

Come on, Mike,
will you let up on him?

You're breakin' my heart.

Okay, shove it.

Hey, where's the
appointment book?

What book?

Oh. I forgot.

Ran my ass off
runnin' these numbers down,

but you were right.

Thanks, Oscar.

Just doin' a job.

Uh-huh.

Hey, Michael.

You better try that again.

That's right.

If at first
you don't succeed,

you try,
and you try again.

Isn't that right?

Uno mas.

Uno mas.

Uno mas.

All right,
why don't you say it?

Go ahead.

I'm just a chicken-livered
chicken shit with no guts.

Just a yes man
for Lamar,

tryin' to protect
my job.

Isn't that what
you wanted to say? Huh?

Have another drink.

Well, you'd be right,
'cause it's the goddamn truth.

I envy you, Michael.

I do.

I envy you.

You don't care about
the governor's office.

And that
son of a bitch Kyle.

I'll bet he's
havin' a field day

havin' to bite
his goddamn tongue

to keep from laughin'
right in my face.

You think so?

Yeah. I think he is.

I mean, you gotta consider...

My stock was cut
higher than his

up to now.

Was it?

Yeah, it was.

What do you want?

Well, I was lookin'
at you today,

and you looked like
a tired old bloodhound

off the scent.

So I said to myself,
"seaver, old buddy,

"why should you
have all the glory?

Why not share some
with your old pal Ronnie?"

What the hell is that?

Don't be throwin' me
no bones, old hoss.

This old dog
can still hunt.

This is Loretta akers'
appointment book.

A record of
all her dates.

One number
seems to keep
popping up.

I think you
oughta try it,
on me.

On you?

Yeah, on me.

This damn shit
must be good.

Hello.

Hello?

Hello?!

How'd you like to kiss
my black cat's ass?

Who was that?

Nothin'.

Well, I'll be damned.

You are worth
all the pain

and the travail,
aren't you, old hoss?

I knew it.

I knew it!
I knew you would be.

The state attorney
general's office

ain't gonna be
too happy about
this corruption.

Hey, Steve,

you give this son of a bitch
anything he wants.

No.

I'm outta here.

What do you mean?
Come on,
we're havin' a beer.

Play a game.
Where you goin'?

I'm goin'
to the ballgame.

And hello, sports fans,

and welcome to
Houston astros baseball.

This is your friend the Duke
down here at the dome

where I'll be joining
my old pal Bob Allen

for tonight's game.

Boy, the astros
can do it tonight!

If that sky opens up,
that's where I'll be--

right there in
the astrodome.

You can bet
your ass on that.

Y'all want anything
to drink?

Iced tea?
Dr. Pepper?

What's with her?

What's with you?

Wedding's postponed.

Postponed?

He attacked my mother.

That's not too smart.

He could get himself
injured.

Lighten up.

Big Mike Marshall
stepping in

to start the second inning.

Marshall's had 26 long balls
for the Dodgers

so far this season.

What do you say, bill?

Hey, lieutenant,
how ya doin'?

It's been
a rough day.

I need this.

Goddamn!

Back, right field.

Home run.

Shit!

Damn, I shoulda
been there.

Alma, I shoulda
been there.

Always, Rick.

Baseball.

Shoot!

Honey, I just hope
you're not makin'
a big mistake.

He is a lot older
than you.

Besides, he knows
that weddings cost money,

and he knows
there is no daddy
in our family.

Believe me, a man,

if he does not pay
any attention

to the finer points
in life,

will usually
leave you high and dry.

I suppose playin' gin
with my mother

for the rest of my life
is a better alternative?

I gotta leave.

Now where you goin'?

Listen to some music.

Stay off the streets,
you hear me?

I will.

Ball four.

Ryan walks,
and it looks like

he doesn't have
that usual gas
on the ball.

You gotta wonder
just how long

lanier is gonna
stay with him.

You really
get into it, don't you?

Yeah.

So they'll probably bring...

Let me see this.

Sure.

Guess who is in the bullpen
warming up...

Baretto.
Where'd he come from?

He's homegrown.

Down from
the farm system.

Cuban-American.
Likeable kid.

They have to make
a place for him?

You got me there.

Wayne...what the hell.

Wayne givens.

Yeah, they sent him
down to Tucson.

Dickerson--talented
but lazy.

They released him.

There was one more;
A pitcher.

He would've been
the guy.

Who was he?

Epps. Yeah, Floyd epps
out of Marshall, Texas.

Yeah, they released him
to make room for baretto.

You talk about a bad day.

The day he was released,

the bus he was riding on
collided with a semi

outside of las cruces.

Had to amputate his hand.

Pitching hand.

He was a lefty, too.

Now pitching
for the astros,

number 10, silvio baretto.

This is 6-y galveston.

Punch me through
to headquarters and hurry.

Mike, this is Ronnie.

Ronnie, the guy we're looking
for is named Floyd epps.

E-p-p-s. Epps.

Gotta be someplace
in the bay area

where he can
get on and off the beach.

All right,
check that. Epps.

E-p-p-s, Floyd. Move!

Now listen to me, Ronnie.

Every time baretto
pitches and wins,
this guy strikes.

He came in tonight
in the sixth inning.

That means that epps
is due to go again
on the beach.

Got it?

Copy that.

Here it is, chief.

Got a traffic citation
for parkin' in
the handicapped zone.

Failure to display
his handicapped sticker.

Address is
1444 old piling road,
Bailey's creek.

-We got him, Mike.
-All right.

Radio: Keep lookin'
all you want.
He's not gonna see that ball.

Mike! Mike!

Let's go.

All right, we get
to arrest the man.

No, no.

Kyle, if I were you,

I'd get myself
a good defense attorney.

What do you mean?

The governor
doesn't take kindly

to runnin' whores
out of the sheriff's
department.

Runnin' whores?

Lamar...

Top of the ninth...

Two outs.
Astros lead it 2-1.

Mr. Clutch kirk Gibson up
with a 2-2 count.

And we're down
two-in', huh, Bob?

It's long, it's hot...,

-it's down the left field--
-hook foul!

-Could be.
-Hook foul!

It is! Home run!

This is galveston
police department.

We have a warrant.
Open up. Police.

It's clear!

Look at this.

Silvio baretto pitching.

This inning, due up...

Ronnie: Mike?
Mike, are you there?

Yeah, Ronnie, go ahead.

It's him, Michael,

but we missed
the son of a bitch.

You be careful now.

Sorry, lieutenant.

Doin' the job.

Jesus!

What a drag.

Man, are you okay?

I think 1,000 times,
fast ball, got him swingin'.

That's the pitch

that put the astros
into the playoffs.

We are headed to the league
championship series right now.

Thank you.

Thank you.

This is 6-y, seaver.

I'm coming over
the causeway.

I want you to clear a path
for me on seawall.

I'll be heading east.

Oh, man!
Hey, listen, I gotta go
up to Davy's room.

I'll meet you
at the bar.

Okay. See ya later.

Where's roxy?

Shoot, I wouldn't tell you
doodly-squat

after the way you behaved.

Alma, where is she?!

She said she wanted
to hear some music.

The balinese room.

Thanks.

Excuse me.

This is the ladies room.

Steaks?

Ready.

Okay, I got
some fries here.

Open the door!

Hey!

Hey! Hey!

Man: What the hell?

Woman: What's goin' on?

Mike!

You let her go, epps.

You don't know me.

Sure, I do.

Lloyd epps.

Goddamn it! My name's
Floyd epps. Get it right!

Floyd epps, Tucson. '96.

Pretty good fast ball, right?

Put that gun down.

Put it down!

Now you gotta let her go.

You stay the fuck
away from me!

You're gonna
let her go, right?

Nobody's gonna take
anything from me anymore.

I know what it's like
to be sent down.

She took the crowd
away from me.

She took my fans
away from me.

She took the fucking game
away from me,

and you gave me this.

Mike!

Now pitching
for the astros,

number 10,
pitcher silvio baretto.

On the mound for the astros,
sil baretto.

And he's finishing up
his warm-up pitches.

We're ready for
a big one, Bob.

Okay, wait a minute.

What's he doing?

Looks like he's
leavin' the field
for some reason.

Where do you think
you're goin'?!

Lieutenant seaver.

Yeah.

This is my bride roxy.

Hi. How are you?

-Congratulations.
-Thank you.

Enjoy the game.

We will.
Hey, sil.

Thanks for all the thrills.

Let's play ball!