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I'll say this about the Fatman: he's a sweet guy.

Listen, creep, I'm going to take you apart like a clock.

He can be tough when he has to be.

Jake Styles?

Don't ask me how

he can live the way he does on a cop's salary.

Some people do seem to like him, however.

But he's a damn good investigator, and he's mine.

He's a good guy.

Don't you forget it.

♪ ♪

Mrs. Shea, it's Samantha.

Good morning!

Mrs. Shea?

It's Samantha.

Mrs. Shea, you didn't forget about all of your...

Oh, my God.

Mrs. Shea?

Oh, God!

Stay away from me.

Get away!

Oh, God!

This was the scene 18 months ago, when Samantha,

working here as a physical therapist, surprised an intruder

who had murdered wealthy West Side socialite Eileen Shea.

Samantha escaped with her life,

but she paid a terrible price for the encounter...

Her eyesight.

Samantha, when we first broadcast your story,

viewer response was enormous.

And I want to thank everyone for their cards and messages.

They really helped me through.

This is Alan Shea, the man who lost his wife

in this terrible tragedy,

but out of their mutual misfortune,

Alan and Samantha found each other.

Less than six months ago, they were married.

They found an eye specialist in Europe,

where they'll be returning in a few days.

Samantha, will you tell us why?

I'm going to have an operation.

It's a new technique.

The doctor thinks that there's an 80% to 90% chance

that my vision will be restored.

Damn it to hell.

She's got a chance to see again.

Derek, sometimes you positively amaze me.

We still have Eileen Shea's murderer, Kyle Rankin,

running around out there.

The only person in the world who can identify him

is about not to be blind.

Yeah.

If fairy tales do come true,

then with a little help from modern science,

a happy ending may indeed be in sight for Samantha.

This is Rita Lee from KKD-TV.

Get me Jake Styles.

Hi. Jake Styles. I'm expected.

Oh, yes. Come in, Mr. Styles.

Thank you very much.

Right this way.

Good. She, she's here?

Yes, she is.

Samantha.

Samantha!

Charles?

It's Mr. Styles.

Oh, Jake.

Hi.

How are you?

I'm good. How are you?

Look at you. You look great.

You're not gonna tell me

you spent your entire time in Europe

in doctors' offices, are you?

You look terrific.

Well, I did manage a day or two in St. Tropez. Well, good.

And I even tried skiing in the Alps.

That's pretty gutsy, don't you think?

It was a total disaster.

I must've fallen a thousand times.

Alan talked me into it

just to boost my confidence, and it nearly killed me, Jake.

Don't listen to her. She was terrific.

Hello, Jake. Good to see you.

Hi, Alan. How are you?

Good to see you, too.

Have you met my dog, Sarge?

No, I haven't.

Now this guy here, is he a seeing eye dog?

No, he's the biggest puppy in the world.

Yeah, twice

he's led Samantha straight into the pool.

So how's Mr. McCabe?

He's good. He's good.

Uh, matter of fact, that's why I'm here.

He's, um, he's a little worried about you.

He saw you on television

and he's afraid that maybe Rankin did, too.

Well, as soon as I get my sight back,

he'll be able to get his conviction.

Well, Rankin knows that, too.

If he saw you on TV, he might try to come after you.

Well, you got him once, Jake.

Yeah, well, we couldn't hold him

without your positive identification.

We leave for Europe in 48 hours.

We'll send him a postcard.

Okay, I'll tell you what.

Uh, I'm going to have some extra patrols

on this place until then.

How about that, okay? Good.

All right.

Thanks for worrying, Jake.

Sure.

Listen, you have a real nice trip, okay?

All right, you be safe, hear?

I'll see you when I get back.

Okay. All right, it's a deal.

Alan, take care. Thanks. Okay.

All right, bye-bye.

Is he as handsome as he sounds?

Well, on a scale of one to ten, myself being a ten,

Jake's about a two.

And Max will have a junior porterhouse medium rare,

singed around the edges

with a sprig of parsley right on the top.

Max loves parsley.

Let me get this straight.

You want a junior porterhouse steak medium rare,

singed around the edges,

a little sprig of parsley on the top,

served in this restaurant at this table to that dog?

Don't worry, Max.

Uncle Ollie's gonna get your dinner for you.

Don't worry about it,

or I'll close Uncle Ollie down so hard

that all his soufflés will fall.

There you are.

I've been looking for you.

What's all the shouting about?

Who was shouting?!

Oh. Was I shouting?

I was just ordering dinner.

Well, I tried to pay a visit to Carl Rankin today.

And? He's gone.

The neighbors think he might have moved back East.

They think?

You believe that?

No.

We can't take any chances.

I've got the boys

in robbery-homicide checking around.

I think I may run down a few of his friends myself.

Good. I'm not gonna rest easy until we know where he is.

Don't sweat it. We'll find him.

Look, I got to get out of here, all right?

Don't go, Jake.

Let me order you something in here, huh?

No, that's all right.

Last time I ate here, I got sick as a dog.

Sick as a dog?

Alan, shall I bring the gray or the maroon?

I like the gray.

How can you tell them apart?

By the buttons.

Come on, honey, the time.

Why? What's the rush?

I got a game with George.

Aw, Alan, you're not gonna play tennis tonight, are you?

I'll be back early, I promise.

Look, it's the last tennis before our trip.

You got a package today.

A package?

It's from New York.

It's from the hotel that you stayed in.

It's a woman's slip.

They presumed that Mrs. Shea

had left it behind.

Come on, honey.

You're not jealous, are you?

Steve and Paula Decurtis stayed in my suite overnight.

They're lawyers on a new project.

It's worse, when you lie, Alan.

Honey...

No. I know we haven't been together much lately.

It's my operation.

I've been so wrapped up in myself.

I know that it's my fault.

Come on.

No, Just let me say it.

I never wanted to be a burden on you.

Maybe marriage was a mistake.

I was always afraid that maybe you did it out of pity.

I hate to think that,

but...

Why don't we take things one day at a time,

okay?

Anything before we leave, Mrs. Shea?

You're out for tonight?

Don't you remember?

You gave us tickets for the Music Center.

Would you prefer that we stay?

Oh, no, no, no.

Enjoy the show, Charles. I'll be fine.

Thank you.

Hey, Sarge.

It's his wife.

He should be on the tennis courts.

Yes, I'll hold.

Did you try the bar?

Okay, thank you.

What is it, Sarge?

Want to go out?

Come on, boy.

Want to go out?

Okay. Come on.

Hello?

It's me, heading back early like I promised.

How was tennis?

I let George win a couple of games.

Would've lost his account if I didn't.

Are you okay?

Sarge is acting funny, but I guess he just wanted to go out.

Alan?

Alan.

Charles?

Hello?!

Who is that?

An old friend.

Oh, my God!

My God...

No, no, no.

No alarm this time.

If I remember, the bedroom's upstairs.

No!

You missed by a country mile.

I'm still here.

Now, I'm here.

♪ ♪

The fun's over.

You've got good ears.

And good eyes.

I have for a couple of months now, as a matter of fact.

Uh-uh.

Don't touch it.

Hey, wait a minute.

You set this up.

Samantha?

Sam?

Alan?

I'm in here.

Oh, my God.

What happened?

Sam, are you all right?

Sam, wha... what are you doing?

Taking things one day at a time.

J.L.?

What?

How's Samantha? Is she all right?

Yeah. She's all right. Good.

But this whole thing could've been avoided, Jake.

It should never have happened.

If somebody wants to kill somebody else,

all the security in the world's not going to stop him.

It's a fact of life, you know?

Yeah, but it stinks.

Samantha, Jake's here.

Jake. I'm right here, honey.

Oh, Jake, I was just telling Mr. McCabe.

It was so awful.

He broke in and then he started going after me

and then Alan came home and then the gunshots started.

Everything happened so fast.

I got a pulse.

We've got to get this guy to emergency.

Hustle up, guys. Get him out of here.

Come on, let's move.

Samantha... hey, it's Alan.

He's alive, all right?

What?

Look, don't get your hopes up,

but maybe he's got a chance, okay?

Okay?

In here.

Lucky Mrs. Shea wasn't caught in the crossfire.

What the hell is that?

A glove.

Yes, I know.

But why did he take it off?

It's thick.

Maybe it's easier to use the gun without it?

Each man took a single bullet?

Mm-hmm, and there were two more wild shots.

What caliber?

.38s.

Both from Shea's gun?

Mm-hmm.

Rankin's was a .22.

Yeah, but that would mean Shea got off three shots

to Rankin's one, wouldn't it?

So?

Well, Rankin heard him coming.

He was ready for him.

Yet Shea got off three shots.

Yeah, I see what you mean.

That .38 slug you just took out of there.

How did Shea fire in that direction

and have it end up over here behind him?

Can I get you anything else, huh?

I really appreciate this, Jake.

Lieutenant Styles?

Yeah. Phone.

Thank you.

Yeah, it's Jake.

Anything yet?

No.

He's... he's still in surgery.

Is Samantha there?

Yeah, she's here. She's doing all right.

Look, I want you to find out something for me, okay?

Yeah, sure. What's up?

Yeah.

Okay.

Yeah.

I'll get back to you.

Um...

I know this is bad timing,

but, uh, I got to ask you a couple of questions.

Do you mind?

I guess not.

Attagirl.

Um...

J.L. is confused about a couple things.

You told him that Alan called your name

as soon as he got there, right?

Yeah, that's right.

What happened next?

Okay, when Alan came in, Rankin shoved me away,

and then that's when

the gunshots started.

Are you sure they both started

firing right away?

Yeah. I mean, I think so.

I... Jake, what is it?

Well, it just...

it just doesn't seem to be very logical, you know?

It doesn't make a lot of sense.

Why not?

Why did Rankin wait

till Alan fired three times before he started to fire back?

Jake, this was all such a nightmare.

I mean, it happened really fast.

I'm not sure exactly the order.

You know, if Alan

fired right away,

how would one of his bullets end up in the wall behind him?

Well, maybe Alan... Alan started around the room first

and then Rankin...

Rankin went behind me.

Yeah, that must be it.

That's right.

He... Rankin went behind me.

Mm-hmm.

Here's the doctor.

Doctor?

Your husband's off the table, but it's touch and go.

If he makes it through

the next 24 hours, we've got a chance.

That's good news. That's great.

He's... He's being taken to ICU,

so why don't you go home and get some rest, Mrs. Shea.

We'll call you if there's any change. Thank you.

Look, why don't I take you home, all right?

Oh, Jake, I can't face going back to that house.

Not tonight.

You, uh...

You got any friends you could call?

I don't know.

What time is it?

It's about 1:00.

Uh...

Is there any chance I could stay at your place tonight?

Well...

Oh, come on, Jake.

Just the couch, anything.

I'm just not quite ready to be alone yet.

Okay.

Come on.

Okay.

Do you, uh...

Do you mind sleeping in a football jersey?

No pajamas?

I don't believe in 'em.

I should've guessed.

Yeah.

The bathroom?

Bathroom. It's right behind you.

Okay.

I'll wake you if the hospital calls, okay?

Please.

Sleep tight.

Wait, wait, Jake.

Yeah.

What?

I've wondered for a long time what you look like.

Just as I pictured.

Strong and handsome.

You better get some sleep, all right?

I'll talk to you in the morning.

Good night.

Oh! No!

Ohh...

Oh, no!

Samantha?

Samantha, are you okay?

Oh, Jake, Jake.

Just hold me.

Just hold me.

Hold me. Okay.

All right.

Hold me. It was just a nightmare, honey.

You all right? Oh, yeah.

It's gonna be all right. Okay.

Okay. It's just a nightmare.

It's all right.

Everything's gonna be okay. Shh, shh.

Okay. See, everything's all right.

Everything's okay.

Yeah.

That's it. That's it.

Ohh... It's all right.

Hi, Jake. Hi. Good morning.

Come on in.

Oh. Is this bad timing?

No. She's in the shower.

Yeah.

We'd better talk, Jake.

She needed a friend, all right?

Yeah?

Yeah.

How good a friend?

Just a friend, okay?

Okay. All right.

You had breakfast?

Well, I-I'd like to, Jake, but I have a bet

with that miserable secretary of mine

as to who can lose five pounds first,

and I know, as sure as I'm sitting on this stool,

that somehow that old bag

is gonna figure a way to cheat me.

How about some coffee, hmm?

You want some coffee? Oh, yes, yes, yes.

Thank you, thank you.

Jake? Yeah.

I've still got some problems

with Samantha's version of all this.

Yeah, you know, I asked her

about that.

You know, she says that she thinks

maybe things did go a little fast.

Uh-huh.

I don't know. I, uh...

I just think she's confused, that's all.

Well, that TV reporter showed up last night.

Yeah, coming back for the kill. That's great.

She says she didn't instigate the story, that Samantha

called to tell her about the operation.

Well, naturally, the reporter jumped at the follow-up.

She should've known better than that.

So, what's on your mind?

The household staff was out last night at a concert,

tickets courtesy of Samantha Shea.

Why, that house couldn't have looked more inviting

if Samantha had sent Rankin a gold-plated invitation.

You saying she set a trap?

Yeah, and maybe not just for the man who blinded her.

The house man hinted that Shea

may have been seeing another woman.

Well, it's a motive.

Yeah.

Hmm.

Anyone check for powder burns?

Yes, of course. Both of them had them.

Ah!

We should've checked her.

Look, J.L., we're talking about a blind person here, right?

So we are.

So... we are.

Okay, see you later, Jake.

Hello?

Jake?

Good morning.

Have you spoken with the hospital yet?

Yeah. Uh... about a half hour ago.

No change.

I should really be there.

Well, look. First of all,

we're gonna have us a little breakfast, okay?

Oh, I'll do that.

To repay you for last night.

I-I think you'd better let me do it, all right? Jake,

just because I'm not sighted

does not mean that I am totally helpless.

Now, set me up.

Okay. The kitchen's straight ahead.

Coming up on the kitchen.

Now, we're in the kitchen.

Okay. Okay?

Now, stop right there.

Okay, now,

about five steps to your right

is the refrigerator, okay?

Okay.

Right in front of you is the sink.

There you go

And the countertop.

Okay? Got it.

All right. Now, to your left is the stove.

Uh-huh. And about ten o'clock high

behind the stove is the omelet pan.

Twelve o'clock low on the bottom of the...

Jake, Jake, Jake, this is not a bombing mission, okay?

I'm gonna be fine. All right.

Don't worry.

Was that Mr. McCabe's voice?

Yeah. He, uh...

he really drives me crazy sometimes, you know.

Was it about last night?

Well, he just gets real hung up on details, you know?

Listen, I'm gonna go change, okay?

You gonna be all right?

I'll be fine.

If you fall in the sink, will you call me?

Jake, I'll be fine.

Okay.

Okay. The sink...

Okay!

Okay. Stove.

Ow! Samantha.

I'm so sorry.

I didn't know that the flame was on.

Okay. All right.

Here, put it under some water.

Okay. Come on.

Okay, easy.

Oh, I know, I know, honey

I know.

I'm so sorry.

Look, keep it under the water.

Okay, I'm gonna, I'm gonna go get something to put on that.

I'll be right back. Stay right here.

Okay. Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Hi.

Uh, Mr. Shea, please?

In there. Room two.

Great. Thank you very much.

Straight ahead.

Okay, right over here.

Be careful.

It's to your left. To your left.

Alan?

Jake?

Yeah?

Could you...?

Yeah, sure. I'll be right outside.

You missed a spot right there.

Would you quit it? I'm undercover.

Any other visitors?

Nope, just the lady.

I think you missed your calling.

You're doing a hell of a job here.

You should see me do windows.

His hand is so warm.

Look, I've gotta hit the road, okay?

You gonna be all right?

Yeah.

Okay. I'll check in with you later, okay?

Come on, Max.

Ahh...

Come on, Max.

What the hell do you think I brought you out here for?

Hi. What are you doing? Oh.

Gertrude said you'd be here.

What's up? Yeah.

I was out at the house and I talked to Charles and Mary.

Oh, yeah? Yeah. They worked there.

They didn't paint a very pretty picture,

let me tell you.

Come on, Max.

All those months she was coming

to take care of the first Mrs. Shea,

it seems that Samantha was also taking care of Mr. Shea.

You think she had motive to set up a double murder.

You know, I decided to test her.

I didn't know what else to do, right,

so I left the stove burner on.

She burned her hand.

Boy, I felt so stupid.

I mean, I felt so bad.

She didn't sense the heat?

Or hear the gas jets?

You know, unsighted people

compensate with their other senses.

Samantha didn't.

Her eyesight could've returned on its own,

like the doctor said it might.

Yeah, and that's when she started planning this.

Yeah, we have about four feet now,

and then to the right, there is a chair.

Thank you.

That's it.

Good.

Are you comfortable?

Yes.

What did you want to see me about?

May I be direct with you?

Please.

You know, people accuse me

of being suspicious all the time.

It's an outright lie. Really it is.

But I did happen to be

at Alan's tennis club, and I...

I talked to some people.

I'm sorry to be the one to tell you this, but...

Alan was seeing someone.

Well, I had always suspected that.

Alan didn't have a tennis match that night like he told you.

He was at her apartment before leaving for home,

and the interesting thing is

that the lady's certain that he did not have a gun.

Well, maybe it was in his car, Mr. McCabe.

Charles said Mr. Shea always kept his gun

in the top drawer of his desk.

You knew that's where he kept it, didn't you?

What are you saying?

I'm saying... a suspicious man would have to wonder

if you weren't waiting with the gun

in that empty house.

If you weren't waiting

for Rankin to come after you.

I can't believe what you're saying, Mr. McCabe.

I want to go now.

Very good. Here.

I'll help you out.

Now I have to open the door.

Good-bye.

Good-bye.

Samantha? It's Jake.

Hi.

I, uh, I rang the front door there, and nobody answered.

It's Charles' and Mary's day off.

Oh. Oh, I brought your cane.

Oh, I don't need that.

I know every step around here.

What happened in McCabe's office?

I don't like him. He's mean and insulting.

I'm sorry.

Jake, keep him away from me.

Well, McCabe does what McCabe does, you know?

But he doesn't understand what I'm going through.

This is all so frightening for me.

I'm alone here in this big house.

Oh, Jake, I am so grateful to you.

I don't know what I would have done without you, Jake.

I'll get it.

Hello. Yeah.

She's right here.

Okay.

I'll tell her. Thank you.

It's the hospital.

There's been a change in Alan's condition.

Oh... Oh, no.

Here we go.

Your boss is here.

He smokes a very offensive-smelling cigar, Jake.

Hello, Samantha.

Well, is he...?

No, no, no, no.

As a matter of fact,

your husband's life signs have somewhat improved.

Yeah. I think he's turning the corner.

At this point, they rate his chances

as guardedly optimistic.

He keeps trying to say your name.

Oh. Oh, that's great.

That's wonderful news.

They said it'll be a couple

of hours before they know more.

Jake? Yeah?

Will you call me a cab?

Sure. Where are you going?

Home. I want to change.

I want to look perfect for Alan.

Thank you.

You're right.

This is the last thing you're going to need.

White canes are for cripples.

And I was one for a year.

Lady, you're more handicapped now than you ever were.

I think

I've going to give this to somebody

who'll get some use out of it.

What are you doing in my house?

Alan's very alert.

He'd like to see you.

Well...

I guess I won't be needing this anymore.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

I know every inch of this house.

Get up.

If only Alan had died.

He did.

This afternoon.

No, he didn't.

I saw his life signs.

Not Alan's.

The guy in the next bed.

Don't always believe what you see.

Get her out of here.

You all right, Jake? Yeah. I'm fine.

Book her.

Murder one. Two counts.

That doesn't look good.

Come on, I'll drive you to the hospital.

No, no, I'm okay. It's just a scratch.

Oh, come on.

All right. Okay.

Look, I'd just as soon you not bleed in my automobile

like you did the last time.

Is that all right with you?

Have you seen your car? Your car's filthy.

I had it washed last month.

I'll believe that when I see it.