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(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

Excuse me! Excuse me, I'm a little confused.

- I was wondering how get to Mott Street? - (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- Ah, Mott Street. - I got turned around in my head somehow.

All right, go straight down to the next light, make a right,

then two blocks, make a left.

I got a map here. Could you point it out to me on that?

- That's a map of Texas. - ARNIE: Is it?

Well, maybe you could help me find Johnson City.

(BELT CLATTERING)

You showed me yours.

Now I'm gonna show you mine.

You're under arrest, you jerk.

Zip it up. Get out of the car.

- (UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING) - (SIREN BLARING)

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - Get these guys back.

All right. We got a white male.

Guy over here walking his dog called it in.

- Down the alleyway here. - BOBBY: Hey, guys.

- (SIREN WAILING) - (BOBBY SIGHS)

- Stabbed and strangled. - JAMES: I'll start a canvass, all right?

All right, James.

Looks like he was dragged down here.

Benjamin Hollis. 634 Waverly. Got over 300 dollars in cash,

four credit cards.

- GREG: I'd say we can eliminate robbery. - BOBBY: Yeah.

GREG: Three pictures. No wedding ring.

- That's got to be a girlfriend, huh? - BOBBY: Hmm.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

"To the police."

(SIGHS) Words cut out of a dictionary?

"You'll find the other half of this message

"when you find the other half of this couple.

"You didn't get me before, and you won't get me now.

- "More to come." - Oh, man.

You think Webster's back?

BOBBY: Looks like it.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(THEME MUSIC CONCLUDES)

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- Hey. Found you. - Yeah. What's it look like?

BOBBY: Victim's name is Benjamin Hollis. Thirty-eight years old. Investment banker.

- You think this is Webster's homicide? - Perp says it is, Lieu.

Stabbing, strangulation. All the Webster homicides were shootings.

Yeah, well, it is a different MO.

The victim's mother's got the townhouse next door.

She ID'd photographs of the girlfriend that we found in his wallet.

Her name is, uh, Alexandra Rudman.

Went to her apartment. She wasn't there. The super told me

that her car's missing too, so we put out an alarm on that.

The apartment's in her father's name, so we left word for him in his office.

If we believe it's Webster,

we're gonna find the guy's girlfriend dead.

You think they'll reactivate the task force?

- Yeah. I think they will. - It's our case, though, right, Lieu?

- ARNOLD: So, where are they? - Yeah.

- ARNOLD: When are they gonna get up? - DONNA: Sir, I'm sure they'll be back

- in a moment. - Yeah, yeah. So you've been saying.

Are these the very busy gentlemen?

- DONNA: Lieutenant, this is Arnold... - I'm Arnold Rudman.

My office got a message for me to contact a Detective Simone.

- I'm Detective Simone. - I get here and there's nobody to talk to!

I'm Detective Simone. This is Lieutenant Fancy.

How do you do? So, what the hell is this all about?

Mr. Rudman, you wanna step into my office.

You went to my daughter's building this morning?

Let's just talk about this in the office.

Mr. Rudman, Benjamin Hollis,

who we understand your daughter was dating,

was found murdered this morning.

Where was he found murdered?

BOBBY: On the steps outside of his townhouse.

- What's happened to my daughter? - We're not sure of that as yet.

She was with him last night.

They had dinner with my wife and me.

BOBBY: You know if they left together in your daughter's car?

Yes.

- What's happened to my daughter? - Please try and calm down, Mr. Rudman.

Sir, your daughter's car is missing.

Well, she... she... she may have been abducted.

Do you... do you have any evidence that she was murdered?

We're trying to find out what happened to her.

She must have been abducted.

I... I want it understood that I am willing to pay any ransom.

Mr. Rudman, let's not get ahead of ourselves.

You listen to me. You listen to me!

The people who find my daughter safe are going to be wealthy men.

Mr. Rudman, I want you to calm down.

Now, I want you to go home.

Do you have a tape recorder that you can use on your phones?

All our phones have automatic recording devices.

ARTHUR: That's fine. That's good.

Now, if you receive any phone calls concerning your daughter

or asking for ransom, I'd like you to contact us.

Do you need any information about my daughter's car?

We got that from the Motor Vehicle Bureau. We're looking for the car now.

Do you have reason to think my daughter may be dead?

Sir, I promise we'll contact you with any developments on our end.

Come on, Mr. Rudman. Let me walk you out.

- What's your name? - Detective Simone.

I know this must be hard on you, sir.

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - Just let us do our job.

Just remember what I said to you, Detective Simone.

Whoever brings my daughter back alive,

whoever that cop is, that night he goes to bed a rich man.

- (TELEPHONE RINGING) - DONNA: 15th Detective Squad.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

DONNA: One moment, please.

Detective Sipowicz,

- your son's on line one. - Oh. Thanks.

Andy? Yeah. Thanks for calling back.

No, no. Everything's okay. How about yourself?

Uh-huh. I'd like to see you, son.

Any night, you know.

All right. Well, call when you know.

Good. Okay, Andy, and, uh, I'll see you tomorrow.

Yeah. Bye.

How was your friend's memorial service?

(SIGHS) It was all right.

What was that guy talking about? Going to bed rich.

Daughter's missing.

We're thinking maybe Webster's back.

DONNA: Can I help you?

Ah, Lieutenant Fancy!

It's okay, Donna. Come on, Vinnie.

Will you look at this?

Your own office.

I'm happy for you, Arthur Fancy.

Lieutenant Arthur Fancy.

I knew you'd make it.

I don't know. I got intuition sometimes that I can't always explain.

I thought you were in Florida Witness Protection, man.

VINNIE: Yeah, well...

relocation wasn't for me, Lieutenant.

I'm a New Yorker. I left the program.

So, did you miss me, or you here on business?

Well, it so happens I travel this regular route,

and one day I observe a pair of individuals,

I know from around the vicinity and they look a little incongruous.

They're holding hands in the car like a couple of fags,

which I know they're not.

And then I notice that they're looking at this armored car, making a pickup.

Couple of days later, one of these individuals,

he inquires if I can get him some guns.

- What kinda guns? - Military.

Armor piercing variety.

Armored car, armor piercing weapons.

I'd say that adds up to four.

So I arrange the meet, but then I do not pass go.

I proceed directly to Lieutenant Fancy,

of which whose career I'd like to think a previous piece of information

delivered by yours truly,

helped to put into overdrive those many moons ago.

- So, when's the meet? - They're waiting for me to call.

All right. Okay. Arrange the meet.

Tell them you're bringing somebody with you.

Oh, but that... that might be a little dubious, Lieutenant.

You know, a strange guy they don't know.

That's how we're working it, Vinnie. I need confirmation.

Okay.

So, uh...

what about the money? I say this is good for about three grand, right?

- Maybe 2,500. That's down the road. - Yeah, right, all right. Whatever you say.

But only because of the tremendous respect

- I have for you. - ARTHUR: Make the call, Vinnie.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Hey, Andy.

That guy in there, he's an old stoolie of mine.

He gave me the bust that helped get me my shield.

He says he was approached about brokering some heavy-duty weapons.

You want me to check it out?

Well, supposedly these guys are planning an armored car heist.

He's set up a meet. I want you to go along.

- Yeah. Sure. - Lieutenant, that's for you.

Yeah. Fancy.

Yeah. Yeah. Okay, I'm on it.

Female DOA. Alley off Chambers.

- It was the car you're looking for. - They leave a note?

- No mention of a note. - Take, um, Medavoy and Martinez.

BOBBY: Okay, Lieu.

- Let's go, James. - It's set.

Vinnie Greco, Andy Sipowicz.

- Hey, how you doing, Andy? - ANDY: How you doing?

I gotta change.

DOCTOR: I've been seeing Mr. Gumble weekly for the last two years.

This is a man with a highly successful business,

who's exposed to extreme stress.

During the time of his treatment, he's experienced several manic episodes,

where he's at the mercy of various irresistible compulsions.

The incident this morning is clearly one of these.

To be honest with you, Doctor,

I could care less about your client's deep seated reasons for what he did.

She's right. My behavior was inexcusable.

This is a treatable condition.

I'm going to adjust his lithium.

Have you checked my client's record with BCI? He's clean.

I've checked with BCI, and now I'm gonna start going through

- past complaint reports. - Will that take long?

It'll take as long as it takes.

I have patients to see.

Mr. Gumble here can see

as many high-priced lawyers and shrinks as he wants,

but if I find any previous record of this kinda crap,

he's going into the system.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

BOBBY: Look at that stuff.

Manual strangulation with a lot of bruising.

- The neck was worked on quite a bit. - Like he enjoyed it, huh?

No ligature marks. She's been dead from six to 12 hours.

- We got a name on her? - Yeah. Alexandra Rudman.

Hey, look at this.

I found it taped to the bumper.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

GREG: "I came back August 17th.

"The girl in Battery Park was mine."

This guy, boy. (SIGHS)

- We got some media, Bobby. - Great. (SIGHS)

Look, I gotta take this back to Fancy.

James, you gotta canvass the ass off of this, man.

Okay.

Greg, you stay on top of the crime scene here?

FEMALE VOICE: Detective, is this Alexandra Rudman?

- Guy's you know how this works. - Bobby!

You'll get a statement from Public Information.

- It's me, Benita. - She's all right.

- BENITA: Thank you. - BOBBY: How you doing, Benita?

They got you rolling on DOA's now?

Oh, you're not the only one who got sick of sitting around City Hall.

Is this Alexandra Rudman?

Where did you guys get that name from?

Her father just put a statement out saying she was missing

and he was willing to pay ransom.

Look, Benita, I... I got to notify this person's family, all right?

BENITA: How did she die?

Off the top, it looks like a manual strangulation.

- I can't give you more play than that. - Mind if I keep trying?

- Hey, it's a free country. - How about a ride downtown?

You can handcuff me, put me in the back.

Nah. I think that's against regulations.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

VINNIE: You probably got your doubts about me, huh, Slivovitz?

Hey, it's Sipowicz.

Well, anyway, uh, I'm trying to do the right thing here.

- I'm not just doing this for the money. - Really?

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Hey, Tommy, Alex.

What is this?

This is the man that's gonna get you what you're looking for.

- Oh, so you bring him here? - This isn't right.

Uncross your legs. I'm here 'cause you won't front money,

and I don't go on credit.

You want me to leave?

We just weren't expecting this.

We all get set in our ways.

(CLEARS THROAT) Now, uh...

I have access to military hardware.

Did I tell you, or did I tell you?

Here's what we need...

an AT4 Viper or an MK-19 grenade launcher.

- What are you looking to take out? - Can you get it or not?

- (SIGHS) The MK, no problem. - How much?

It comes off the armory at night. It's back the next night.

The rent's 4,500. Half of that's in the front.

It's 300 for a round. Any damage to a weapon

is a separate discussion. When do you need it?

- We'll give you notice. - At least 24 hours.

MALE VOICE: We'll let you know through Vinnie.

We'll give you 1,500 now and the rest on delivery.

(SIGHS) Don't dick around and embarrass yourself, all right.

Thanks. Your friends are very nice.

MALE VOICE: Wait, wait.

We'll do business. Sit down.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Sarge.

Just another citizen exercising her freedoms.

And here you are.

I'm hearing rumors this could be the Dictionary Killer.

- Is that what you're hearing? - Yeah, if I printed

the department's looking into a possible connection

with the Webster homicides, would I be wrong?

Well, let's say you wouldn't wind up in trouble.

I don't have any further comment.

- If you'll excuse me. - Bobby...

I wanna buy you dinner.

Do you do that sort of thing yet?

- Yeah, I do that sort of thing. - BENITA: Good.

- Tonight? - No, it can't be tonight.

Hi, Bobby.

- Long time, huh? - How's it going?

ARCHIE: How you doing, Benita?

- Okay, detective. How are you? - Okay.

What would you be doing here?

- You got to excuse me. - We're up here.

- You caught this double homicide, huh? - Yeah.

That's good. I'm glad you're on it.

I don't think we've got Webster or anything here,

- but it's an interesting case. - Yeah. We'll see.

You'll explain to your client how an appearance ticket works?

- Yes, I will. - Mm-hmm.

- Detective, thanks for your understanding. - Mm-hmm.

ARNIE: I hope you realize this wasn't personal.

You mean am I worried like I might have done something

to set you off?

No. No. Just that I want you to understand

that it wasn't directed at you specifically.

Yeah?

Well, it was directed at me, Mr. Gumble, and I suggest you keep it in your pants.

- Sarge, this guy is getting a DAT. - SERGEANT: Yeah. Right.

All right. Let's start with the obvious differences.

Every Webster homicide is Fort Tryon Park or Riverdale.

These are downtown.

These are stabbing, strangulations. Webster homicides are shootings.

It's hard to make this the Dictionary Killer.

The only real similarity is words cut out of Webster's third edition.

Which is the guy's signature.

So? If a copycat uses it, he's got an instant resume.

He buys into six murders going back five years.

Seems to me that a copycat would try to keep his patterns

close as he could to the original crimes.

Yeah, well, this is different, all right.

August 17th DOA, there wasn't even a male victim.

Every Webster homicide involved couples.

How do you wanna divide the work?

All right. Your people focus on today's DOA's.

Task force will work up the comparisons among the murders.

Now, obviously, it's all gonna be cooperating with each other,

sharing information. Hmm?

We've made a section in anti-crime available for task force use.

ARCHIE: Uh, appreciate it.

You, uh, got plans for lunch?

We can grab a sandwich, uh,

- go over what I got. - ARCHIE: Yeah.

Hey, Bobby.

Hold on a second, would you?

- BOBBY: Yes? - (DOOR CLOSES)

You've been on this case what, 27 minutes?

- (SCOFFS) - My suggestion,

raise your possibilities through me.

Filter them through me.

All right.

I was going through all the 61s from last August 17th.

- There was this guy... - Wait, wait, wait. Hold on a second.

You're on today's DOAs.

August 17th? It's not an aspect of the case you're on.

Right.

So, you want what I got on today's DOAs?

Yeah. Let me get set up upstairs and I'll get back with you.

- All right. - MALE VOICE: We'll talk later.

Okay and Bobby,

- good to have you on the team. - Thanks, Inspector.

You said you had something else to talk about?

Yeah, an old stool of mine, Vinnie Greco.

He's the one that helped get me into the bureau.

HAVERILL: What about him?

He's back in town, using witness protection.

- (SCOFFS) They dump him out? - ARTHUR: He says he dropped out.

He peddling information about two guys planning an armored car heist.

Which could be a shakedown by some scumbag figures you owe him.

ARTHUR: Well, I sent Sipowicz with Greco to a meet.

Sipowicz thinks the heist is probably real.

He's at ID section downtown now,

tryna put names on the guys that Vinnie introduced him to.

If it's a scam, these guys could be in on it.

If it's a heist and we didn't move, and some one gets killed,

I'd hate to be the one making explanations.

(SIGHS)

I okay no money without talking to your friend Vinnie.

You wanna do that now?

You want me to do it after we get egg on our faces?

How do I reach the guy?

(SIGHS)

(CLEARS THROAT)

- HAVERILL: Excuse me. - SYLVIA: (SIGHS) Yeah.

- Sylvia. - Hi.

- How was Dan's service? - Eh, it makes you think about things.

I talked to Andy Jr. before about maybe having dinner tomorrow night.

Uh, you wanna have him over?

Well, uh, I... I kinda thought

I'd kinda gradually let him know about our situation but...

Well, may... maybe it's a... a good idea he gets the whole picture.

Yeah.

I do a great leg of lamb.

- SYLVIA: See you, Donna. - DONNA: Bye, Sylvia.

How'd that meet go with Fancy's old stool?

Guy's 80 percent crap, but I think his information's live.

(TYPEWRITER KEYS CLACKING)

So, you'll gonna be working on that?

Yeah. Second body turned up, huh?

Yeah.

Andy, I'd... I'd like to get your help on this, man.

I don't know when this other thing's going to move. Whatever I can do.

- This task force is a freeze out, man. - (SCOFFS) You surprised on that?

Here. Check my thinking on something.

The perp leaves notes on both bodies today, right?

The second note, he cops to a murder on August 17th in Battery Park,

a female who was strangled.

The Dictionary homicides were all shootings.

Yeah, I... I know, I know, but I'm going through these 61s here

from August 17th,

and here's a guy who was shot in the ass five blocks away.

Claims it was an unsuccessful mugging.

Did you give this to the task force?

Yeah, I tried. Solomon told me to mind my own business.

Now, am I right contacting this guy my own?

Absolutely.

See, I'm thinking, if the guy that was shot in his ass

and the August 17th female were involved...

we're closer to Webster's pattern.

You gave Solomon his whack. Give this ass-guy a call.

That's what I say.

DONNA: Detective...

Victim's father.

Mr. Rudman, I'm really sorry for your loss, sir.

I now understand that this may be a serial killer.

Yeah, uh, there's a possibility. We're just shaking things out right now.

My daughter is dead.

I have a right to know what you're working on.

Yes, you do, sir, but we wouldn't wanna be giving you

any partial or misleading information, would we?

Whoever it is...

I'll give you a million dollars to kill him.

Mr. Rudman...

I know you're in grief over your daughter.

ARNOLD: My grief is my own business.

I know how the system works.

I can feed a million dollars into an account anywhere in the world.

Sir, this kinda talk does no one any good.

This man strangled my child.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

If he's arrested and brought to trial...

the next three years

will bring him exactly what his warped mind desires.

He'll be paraded in front of news cameras every day.

There'll be...

books... movies.

I don't deserve that.

- My child doesn't. - No, you don't.

Now, Mr. Rudman, I want you to go home. You have a wife, am I right?

- My wife is still alive. - Well, you should go be with her,

and I'll contact you if there are any developments, all right?

My offer stands.

A million dollars.

I want the man dead.

Would that be in unmarked bills?

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

- MALE VOICE: Hey. - Hey.

- MALE VOICE: Hey. - Hi.

What'd he do?

Exposed himself on 11th Street. We had three different calls.

I don't know what comes over me.

No DAT for this guy. He was a collar yesterday.

I want him upstairs. I'm gonna bring a DA into this.

This thing has a mind of its own.

(SIGHS)

(DOOR OPENS)

- Mr. Marks? - Yes, Bob. Please.

- Detective Simone. - Hi.

- (DOOR CLOSES) - This is Detective Sipowicz.

- Hi. - We appreciate you coming in.

Hey, I'm a pro-police guy.

But if this is about the shooting incident last summer,

there's really nothing more I can tell ya.

We just want to go over a couple of things.

Uh, "August 17th, approximately 10:45 P.M.,

"perpetrator attempted to grab victim's wallet.

"victim resisted, and in the ensuing struggle,

"perpetrator fired one shot into victim's buttocks

"before running off."

Yeah, bullet's still in there.

Just thank God for a well-padded tuchus. (CHUCKLES)

Bob, are you aware that there was a homicide that same night

about a half a mile away in Battery Park?

- A woman was strangled. - Yeah, I learned about that subsequently.

Victim's name was Stacy Siegal.

Did you know her at all?

Uh, by coincidence, yeah, I had a casual acquaintance with her.

BOBBY: Bob, you work at the Gibson & Smith Ad Agency.

One of your accounts is Moonglow Shampoo.

Stacy Siegal worked for the Alive Products Beauty Aids Division.

- Marketing Associate, Moonglow Shampoo. - (SIGHS)

(CHUCKLES) What, are you investigating me?

We're looking into your relationship with that girl.

ANDY: Yeah.

My god, you don't think I killed her,

- do... - No, we don't think you killed her,

but we think you were with her when she was attacked.

And we think the guy who did it is back.

Listen, um...

I've given every piece of information concerning that attack on me

- that I recall. - BOBBY: Mm-hmm.

I... I described the perpetrator as... as exactly as I could.

He was tall, he was wearing a red ski mask.

- He had a... - Yeah, you just, uh, fibbed a little

about being by yourself,

so your wife wouldn't know you were stepping out.

BOBBY: You read about that double homicide yesterday, Bob?

We think it's the same guy. We think he's back.

And we need to look at that bullet you're carrying around

to see if it matches some others that we've got.

I... I was told there's no medical reason to have that bullet removed.

ANDY: You want a reason?

You made a false statement to a police officer.

Now, do you want us to file those charges against you?

You can explain to your wife what those charges are all about.

Come on, Bob. Help us out here. All we want is the bullet.

Your wife doesn't have to know anything about the circumstances.

St... Stacy's death was a horrible tragedy.

I... I didn't want to compound it by destroying my marriage.

- Do you understand what I'm saying? - Absolutely.

(SIGHS)

When would this have to be done?

Well, Bob...

we need the bullet now.

ANDY: The operation's a piece of cake.

I had it on both cheeks.

(SNIFFS)

(SIGHS) Okay.

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - (DOOR OPENS)

- VINNIE: Hey. - DONNA: Hi.

Nice blouse.

- Thank you. - ARTHUR: Hey.

Oh!

- So, what do you hear, Vinnie? - Concerning?

Concerning the time on this heist.

Oh, yeah. Now, look, this is, uh, for you. For your kids.

Open it.

That's genuine Russian craftwork over there.

"Made in Taiwan."

You believe that? It's farming out native goods like that,

but the... the design's completely authentic.

The time, Vinnie.

Yeah, um... um...

just, uh, do me this one thing, all right?

Don't get upset, don't get pissed off, all right?

So, like I'm walking down the street, and out of nowhere, Alex,

Alex, the kid who was with me and Detective Sipowicz at the meeting,

- Mm-hmm. - Alex, uh, he comes up to me,

and he tell me now this other guy's involved,

and he wants to meet me, make sure everything's okay

with the artillery, right?

So now, this meet, I know that I should straighten it out with you.

I should've been on that on that phone, and Slivovitz should've been there,

but this was, like, something I thin... I think I should do, so,

so I go to the Odessa, and I meet up with this guy Vassily

who's with another guy that you already know.

Igor Pachenko.

The man himself.

There he is all pudgy and hairy, with that Russian BO they got.

What's up with those people? Don't they have deodorant over there?

Igor Pachenko's involved with this heist?

VINNIE: Yeah, he's in on everything they do.

- You met with him? - Lieu, I know for a fact

the man gets a cut. I know he's involved. These are his guys.

(SIGHS) Look...

you need him at the meeting, you need him to be there.

I'll say he was there.

I mean, it's...

it's the ribbon on the package.

We both know this guy is wrong.

Hey, look, I'll go to door number two.

I'm prepared...

to testify in court...

that he was sitting right across the way from me.

- That's some offer, Vinnie. - I know.

- It'd be some collar for you. - Mm-hmm.

- Huh? Captain Fancy? - Mm-hmm.

Son of a bitch.

(GROANS)

- This... this is like my worst nightmare. - You were selling too hard, Vinnie.

- Who's the bug for? Hmm? - You know what this is all about?

That prick Haverill.

- Haverill had you do this? - Yeah. I told him,

I told him that you wouldn't go for this,

I told him that you'd be five steps ahead of us,

- but then he starts threatening me. - He threatened you?

Yeah, he threatened me. You know, some stickups

that the witness protection people thought I pulled that I didn't,

but he went on, but, look, what he wants, he wants to jam you, Lieu.

He wants to get you to get me to get, you know, start lying for you.

Oh, so Pachenko isn't involved?

No.

From Miami to Moscow, that's how far he is from this one.

It was Haverill all the time.

(VINNIE SIGHING)

(SIGHING) I'm sorry.

So, now what do we do?

You're gonna pull yourself together.

You're gonna go back to him.

You're gonna tell him the tape messed up,

and what does he want you to do? Here. Take it.

All right, anything to straighten myself out with you,

but I don't exactly get the point.

You're going back wired, Vinnie.

Oh!

You see? See, that's good. That's smart.

(SIGHS)

- Get out of here. - (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(SIGHS) All right, all right.

I'm sorry.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

So, Webster moves in on this guy and girl in the park, right?

- This is August 17th? - Right. August 17th. The guy runs,

so Webster shoots at him, puts a cap in his ass,

but the guy gets away. So, now he's like really pissed off,

or... or maybe this girl does something to piss him off,

and Webster lays hands on her.

Now, it's the very first time that he's laying hands on a victim.

And it gets good to him, right?

That... that's... that's it.

That's the transition. That's where he makes the change.

This bullet's gotta match earlier Webster bullets.

Yeah.

You know the kinda pain this guy's gonna be in?

He's not gonna sit right for three months.

(CHUCKLES)

Here's the bullet. I can't tell the caliber.

Thanks very much, Doc. We'll get that from ballistics.

How's your rear?

Not setting off any metal detectors.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

- (MUSIC FADES) - (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

OFFICER: We can be in and out of there in no time.

OFFICER 2: You gotta block the back entrance.

Excuse me a sec.

How'd you guys do with ballistics?

- We got a hit, Lieu. - He got a hit.

It's over 90 percent likelihood that the bullet from this guy's ass

is outta the same gun as the Webster homicides.

Okay, don't get too comfortable. You guys gotta go out on a pickup.

What's going on?

You had the Rudman girl's car run for traffic violations

- when I was following Hollis murder? - Yeah. I took a shot at it yesterday. Why?

Look, here, the fax came in when you're out.

Twenty minutes after Hollis' body was recovered,

there was a summons issued to a, um...

George Putnam,

- driving the dead girl's car. - Well, then, Lieu, there's a good chance

- that that guy's Webster. - They're going to pick him up.

- Task force is going up? - ARTHUR: Solomon picked up the fax.

Bobby, you wanna give us a hand on this?

MALE VOICE: Okay, let's go.

- Take a ride with me? - I'll drive.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

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Third floor. Apartment 307.

One front entrance.

One fire escape in the rear of the building facing the alley.

Can we get into the back?

Yeah. There's an alley. You can pull right up.

All right, Solomon, I go in the front with you.

Strull, and Dowdell, take the roof.

You and Sipowicz, cover the back alley.

Sure you don't want us to cover the Port Authority,

in case he tries to escape by bus?

- All right. Let's do it. - (CAR ENGINE STARTING)

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

- AIELLO: You in position? - STRULL: We got the roof covered.

- We're in the rear. - AIELLO: We're going in!

- (CLANGING) - You hear that?

Heads up. Heads up.

- AIELLO: We're getting no answer here. - Got somebody coming down the fire escape.

BOBBY: Hey! Hey! Hey! Police!

ANDY: All right, do you wanna jump, or you wanna drop

the rest of the way with a bullet in you, huh?

Heads up! Get him up! All right!

(GEORGE GROANS)

- BOBBY: What's your name? - George Putnam. What's going on here?

BOBBY: Want us to take him in, Inspector?

Yeah, go ahead, but take Solomon with you.

Go ahead.

Come on.

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BOBBY: How do you feel, George?

GEORGE: A lot of attention.

- I don't know what's going on. - You don't know what's going on?

GEORGE: You guys come to my building like it's D-Day,

no one even says what it's about.

You get a traffic ticket yesterday, George?

- No. - Huh?

Moving violation? Illegal left-hand turn?

My driver's license was stolen...

several weeks ago.

BOBBY: George, we know you're a real smart guy.

Maybe you're smarter than we are.

- But don't treat us like we're morons. - The cop who gave you the ticket

ID'd you on the photo-array, George.

And the problem is, that car you were driving...

a woman was found dead in that car an hour later.

I have no idea what you guys are talking about.

All right.

BOBBY: Let's get on the same page, George, here, okay?

- I know nothing about any woman. - BOBBY: Forget the woman.

Let's agree that it was you in the car.

And, maybe, there's a good explanation of what you were doing there.

Huh?

It's possible when a person was taking a walk yesterday,

he found a car near the park with the keys in it.

(CHUCKLES) And, uh...

were you that person, George?

It's possible he just joy-rode around a little and got out.

Is that what you did, George?

- I know nothing about any woman. - But it was you...

in the car.

It's possible.

- George... - All right, let's take a minute. Come on.

(DOOR OPENS)

Bobby.

- I wanna take it awhile, now. - No problem. I'll hang back.

ARCHIE: No, I mean I wanna interview him by myself.

Hey, we got the guy in the car!

You did a hell of a piece of legwork on this whole case.

- Thanks a lot. - But I gotta be putting this guy

at eight different homicides so...

I gotta establish rapport.

Let's have Archie take him alone a while, okay?

Okay.

Hey, Bobby.

You gotta understand something, man.

That guy's the reason I stayed on this job.

Oh, yeah, I get the picture.

ARTHUR: Bobby. Bobby.

- There's no way to beat that play. - That prick better not screw this up.

That is Webster in there. We got one right guy in the room.

- Stick around. - Yeah.

- Hey, Andy, I need to talk to you. - (DOOR CLOSES)

Simone's out of the interview?

- For now. - That stinks.

- Sit down. - (SIGHS)

HAVERILL: Did you get it?

VINNIE: Well, what we got is a bad news, good news situation, Captain.

HAVERILL: Don't give me any hand jobs, Greco.

VINNIE: Whoa, whoa, whoa. I can definitely get Fancy

behind some hummer information,

but... but my tape, it malfunctioned while I was talking to him.

HAVERILL: Malfunctioned, how?

I may have failed to push the button. It's the only thing I can figure.

HAVERILL: Greco, I want Fancy on tape buying into a story

you admit to him is bogus.

VINNIE: No, the armored car heist is real.

HAVERILL: I'm talking about this Pachenko nonsense.

You get Fancy to sign on, and I'm gonna use it to get him out.

He's a careful nigger, but you made a career out of lying,

so I'm confident you'll come up with the right details.

VINNIE: All right, and what about Slivovitz?

What if I have to involve him, too?

You get that fat bastard Sipowitz in the package,

you'll come outta this with an extra grand.

How'd you get this?

Haverill sent it, Vinnie wired to me.

I sent him back.

You ought to take it into the observation room,

- and shove it up Haverill's ass. - ARTHUR: I'll move when the time's right.

What's the matter with now?

Haverill wants that armored car collar,

wants to step out from behind the building

like J. Edgar Hoover when they shot Dillinger.

That's when I wanna cut him off at the knees.

I'd like to see Haverill about four-foot-six.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- Sylvia. - Hi.

I'm gonna need about a half hour, I gotta fill out a five.

Well, I've got a two-minute conference here.

I'll go on home and I'll get ready for him.

Thanks.

I'm Assistant District Attorney Costas.

Miles Grabiner, representing Mr. Gumble.

Who Detective Lesniak avers exposed himself.

- Repeatedly. - I'm sick about this. It's so humiliating.

I popped this guy yesterday on the same offense.

Mr. Gumble's now volunteered to enter therapy for this specific problem.

No good will be served by putting him into the system.

- Are you sure about that? - This man feels enormous remorse.

This is a reputable citizen in the throes of enormous emotional difficulties.

It's a second offense.

I will not let him walk on a DAT. He's gonna have to plead to a misdemeanor.

Is that acceptable, Arnie? You'll have a record.

I think I may deserve a record. That would be acceptable.

And I'd like to thank and applaud Detective Lesniak

- for the way she's handled this matter. - MILES: Okay. Okay, Arnie.

She could have said horrible things to me.

This filthy, depraved behavior deserves every vilification.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

- Arnie, put that away. - Oh, God!

- Look at this! - Get him zipped up,

and enrolled in that program right away.

- What is this? - MILES: Arnie!

ARNIE: What... what are you doing to me?

- MILES: Arnie! - ARNIE: Oh, God!

(DOOR KNOCKS)

- Hi, Andy. - Hi.

Your dad's going to be, uh, a few minutes late.

Now, can I get you something to drink, a soft drink?

- That's okay. - Okay.

Well...

Oh, you have fish, too?

Well, actually, those are your dad's.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

He's got some new ones.

- SYLVIA: Yeah. He does. - Hi, I'm so...

Hi, Andy.

- I'm sorry I'm late. - It's okay.

No problem. I was just looking at your fish tank.

Yeah.

I got it here.

All right, I'm gonna go check the leg of lamb.

So... how you been?

Okay, good. Come on. Sit down.

- This place is nice. - Yeah!

Your old place was kinda gloomy.

Yeah. That's, uh... (SNIFFS)

This is much better.

Uh... you want some peanuts?

What happened to your hair, did you lose a bet?

I'm just warming up to a new look. I...

just took an induction physical and my written test for the Air Force.

The Air Force?

Yeah. I scored...

okay.

I surprised myself.

SYLVIA: It's almost ready.

Uh, thanks. Uh...

Andy was just telling me he's joining the Air Force.

He noticed my hair and...

Detectives, they catch everything. (CHUCKLES)

(SYLVIA CHUCKLING)

You're gonna be a pilot?

No. I'd have to be an officer for that. That takes college,

but I'll definitely learn a trade.

So, what do you think?

- I think it's a good idea. - You're not mad that...

we didn't talk about it?

Hmm.

We don't have a big tradition of talking things over.

So, when do you report?

In two weeks.

ANDY: Two weeks.

That roast smells good.

I'll put it on the table.

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - (TELEPHONE RINGING)

- Hey. - BOBBY: What's up?

Just checking on my way home.

See if you might be done sooner than you thought.

Well, like I told you when I called you, Benita, something's come up here.

You know, uh, we'll do dinner another night.

Something to do with Webster?

It may turn out to be related, it may not. (SIGHS)

Do you have a suspect? Are you running an interview?

Nah, there's somebody else talking to him right now.

- Archie Solomon. - Benita, I've always liked you. I...

I'd just as soon not feel like you're working me.

If you think all I'm doing here is working a story,

then you're not as good a detective as everyone says.

- Arnold Rudman? - Give him a break, Benita.

Mr. Rudman...

I'm very sorry for your loss.

Rain check on the dinner, huh?

Rain check on the dinner.

How's it going, Mr. Rudman?

Are there any developments?

We're talking to someone.

Maybe we'll have something to tell you tomorrow.

I don't know what to do with myself.

I know.

There's nothing I can do for her.

(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)

Sometimes all you can do is wait.

SYLVIA: He sure had a good appetite. Cleaned his plate and had two desserts.

ANDY: Yeah. I think it went okay.

Let him know we're together and everything.

It went fine.

You must be very proud of him...

going into the service.

He'll be away, you know. That's the only down side of it.

Oh, you don't know where he'll be stationed.

We get along all right now, you know, but...

(CLEARS THROAT) ...the things you didn't do, that's gone.

The time to be a father is when they're little.

If he didn't still need his dad's approval,

he wouldn't have come here tonight.

Ah, there's so many things I wanted to say to him and...

didn't feel I had the right to tell him.

(SIGHS)

Maybe it's Dan dying...

but I keep thinking of all the chances lost.

Ask me again, Andy.

- What do you mean? - (CHUCKLES)

(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)

Ask me again.

Will you marry me, Sylvia?

Yes. (CHUCKLES)

I will.

(CHUCKLES)

(MUSIC CONCLUDES)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

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