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Five large... That's all it'll cost you

to get in on the ground floor, Mr. Burnham.

This kind of thing isn't my usual line of business, Leo.

What good is it going to do me to get involved?

Hey, we're talking about a surefire operation here.

We melt this baby down, we're looking at

at least a half a million in sapphires and rubies,

not to mention the gold.

All right, let's talk reality.

If I bankroll you on this thing,

I want a fair exchange on my investment.

No problem, Mr. Burnham. No problem.

After expenses, we split 50-50.

70-30, Leo, and all expenses come out of your end.

- Hey, Mr. Burnham... - Look, Leo,

you come to me at the last minute,

I have to figure you're out of choices.

The jeweler who's going to make this copy.

Otto Freik.

You satisfied he does good work?

Yeah, no problem, Mr. Burnham.

Freik is a... is an artist.

You won't be able to tell his chalice from the real one.

I pick it up tonight.

Willis, give Leo his money.

Check back with me before this goes down.

And don't bring me any problems.

Oh, no, you won't be sorry, Mr. Burnham.

You have my personal guarantee.

I know, Leo.

And if anything goes wrong, anything at all,

I'll hold you personally responsible.

Look, I'm in the newspaper.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, yeah.

That is a wonderful opportunity.

I am personally returning the chalice of St. Sophia.

Oh, Romania... Bucharest.

I wish they'd mentioned my name, though.

You know, Father Dowling, I have never been to Europe.

Well, I'm happy for you, Father Prestwick.

Oh, would you hand me the blue marker, please?

I am wondering if the bishop

will want to go to Rome as long as we're over there.

The Vatican... Wouldn't that be something?

Oh, it certainly would.

Father Dowling, Sister Steve,

I thought maybe, while you were working,

you'd like a cup of tea.

Oh, why, thank you, Marie.

Can I get you anything, Father Prestwick?

No, thank you, Marie.

This will be fine.

Steve, how many of these posters do we have to make?

Well, we have to hit all the local shops, Frank,

- so I guess at least a dozen. - Mmm.

So how about you, Phil?

You want to lend a hand?

Oh, I'm sorry, Sister Stephanie,

but when it comes to art, I'm all thumbs.

But just think... The chalice of St. Sophia,

after all of these years,

is finally going home to Bucharest.

Actually, that's why I'm here.

Father, I need your help.

My help?

The bishop is already in Romania

arranging for the return of the chalice

to the Church of St. Sophia now that the Communists

are out of power.

I'm leaving tomorrow night with the chalice.

You might say I'm a courier.

Oh, that's quite a responsibility.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

But if I go to Romania, I can't run

the diocesan orphanage fund-raising drive.

So I was wondering if you'd...

No.

Father Dowling has to run the parish street fair.

He cannot do both.

Well, it's getting late.

Guess I'd better leave.

Good night, Father Dowling.

- Good night, Sister. - Good night.

Good night, Phil.

Frank, I had to say something.

Father Philip means well, but you can't do his job, too.

You work too hard as it is.

I suppose you're right.

Thanks for the thought.

Otto, like I tell everybody, you're an artist.

So, what did we say... $5,000, right?

Fifteen.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

We had a deal.

The gold plate cost more than I thought.

Compared to what you're going to make on this deal,

hmm, 15 is cheap.

Otto, I already tapped my last backer for this five.

I cannot go back and ask for another ten.

That's rough.

After the scam.

I'll cut you in for the other ten after the scam.

Read the sign, Leo.

The price is $15,000, cash on delivery.

Mr. Shaw, your insurance company

has nothing to worry about.

This chalice will not leave the bishop's safe

until I hear from him later today.

Then I will carry it in this bag directly to the airport.

My flight leaves for Bucharest at 9:00 p.m.,

and it will not leave my sight

until I get to Bucharest tomorrow morning.

Well, Father, I have to tell you,

you have certainly taken a load off of my mind.

Our company has a sizable policy on this little item,

and we'd hate to have anything happen to it

between here and Romania.

I'm glad it's in good hands.

The very best of hands, Mr. Shaw.

His.

Of course.

Well, I'm sorry for the interruption, Father.

I'll let you get back to work.

I know you must have a lot to do before you leave for Romania.

Actually, I'm afraid I've done everything I can.

I should be pleased.

We've banked over $10,000 for the church orphanage fund.

$10,000?

Almost 11, but I'd hoped for a lot more.

Father...

I might be able to help you.

May I use your phone?

Oh, it's not mine; it's the bishop's.

This is his office.

But yes, of course, go ahead.

Thank you.

Jennifer?

Yes, it's Max Shaw.

Is he in?

John, Max.

Fine, thank you.

Thank you. And yourself?

Good, good.

John, I'm in the bishop's office, and...

Well, no, no, no. The bishop is not here, John.

Actually, he's in Romania.

Oh, well, I'll have Father Prestwick

send him your best.

Father Prestwick, John.

He's in charge of the church orphanage fund.

Oh, yeah, it's-it's-it's a very good cause, John.

Th-That's why I'm calling you.

Father Prestwick could use your help.

You would, John?

Well, that's... that's incredibly

generous of you, John.

Per-perhaps you'd... you'd like to speak

to Father Prestwick yourself.

Oh, well-well, if you have to be downtown,

you have to be downtown.

I'll-I'll-I'll tell him.

Yes. Th-Thank you.

John, thank you.

God bless.

- Father, this is your lucky day. - What?

My client, John Lansing, Lansing Industries,

would like to contribute to your charity fund

on a matching-fund basis.

One dollar for every dollar the church has already collected.

Good heavens.

So, what we do is this.

You draw a cashier's check to cash

for the $10,000 that the church has already collected.

Then you meet me at John's bank at this address,

and John's banker will give you a draft for the other $10,000.

Then we take the two checks

and we deposit them in an account in the church's name.

So, it's 11:00 now; we meet at 12:00 noon.

You have any problem at all, you call me at that number.

Mr. Shaw, this is a godsend.

You know something, Father?

I was thinking the same thing myself.

After you do your hunk, you take a trip.

Where am I going to go on five bills?

What am I, your travel agent?

Think... I think I'm a little slow.

You better get inside.

This is Mr. Collins.

That's right. Yeah, oh, sure.

But what I'm thinking... that's right.

We can get all those papers out to you by tomorrow.

Um, I think you need... yeah.

Told you about. Don't worry.

Here he is. Mr. Collins.

Father Prestwick, this is Mr. Collins.

Mr. Collins, Mr. Collins, Father Prestwick.

Prestwick? Pleased to meet you.

Good to meet you, too.

Your check for the $10,000.

Right.

And John's check for the other $10,000,

that makes a total of $20,000 for the orphanage fund.

You've doubled your money, Father.

Not a bad day's work, eh?

If you wait here, Father,

I'll get you a receipt for this deposit.

All right, thank you very much.

Oh, you know when the bishop hears about this,

he won't believe it.

Oh, I imagine he'll be stunned.

Your receipt, Father.

Thank you.

Thank you both.

You don't know what you've done.

Oh, yes, we do, Father. Probably better than you do.

Thank you.

Which puts the orphanage fund

well over the endowment goal for the entire year.

Isn't that wonderful?

You gave these men a bank draft written to cash?

Mm-hmm. It's part of the matching fund.

In order to open the new account.

Did you actually see this bank officer make the deposit?

Did you actually see the teller accept the check?

Well, I wasn't standing right next to the man.

Exactly where were you standing?

I was across the lobby.

Wait a minute. I've got the receipt right here.

Father... Phil,

there's no teller's stamp on this slip.

Anyone could have filled it out.

Now, I'm sure that's just an oversight.

The man was a bank officer.

It's the oldest scam on the street.

But they gave me $10,000.

Didn't they?

I'm sorry, Father, there's no record of this account.

And these numbers don't even match our coding system.

What about the deposit?

I checked our tellers,

and no one has taken a deposit for $20,000 today.

I think we should call the police.

Yeah.

Wait. I don't understand.

What happened to the other $10,000?

There was no $10,000.

And the orphanage fund?

It's gone, Philip.

The thing is, Father, you've been conned.

Oh, Lord...

the bishop.

Philip, anyone could have done what you did.

Anyone didn't do it, I did it!

$10,000!

When the bishop finds out about this,

I'll be demoted to curator of diocesan school supplies.

I'll be counting erasers for the next ten years.

I still don't understand how he got away with it.

Well, I don't quite see it myself.

It's simple.

Frank, do you have a ten for two fives?

I want to send my niece some money for her birthday.

You don't have a niece.

Go with me on this, Frank. It's a demonstration.

Thanks.

Oh, I need a stamp.

Would you hold this for me, Frank?

I'm gonna go get some postage.

Let me have one of those fives. I'll be right back.

Thanks.

I think I see.

I don't. Sister Stephanie, what's the point?

You just gave Father Dowling five dollars.

No, he just gave me five dollars.

No, he's got your ten.

Check the envelope.

See, in my neighborhood, three-card monte was

more popular than hopscotch.

I'm sorry, Sister Stephanie, but it does not help me

to think that I can even be conned by a nun.

Uh, you got my five.

Oh.

Thank you.

Philip, why don't you go on back to St. Michael's

and get some rest?

Steve and I will finish up here.

You know, I can't help thinking, Steve.

What, Frank?

Well, if I'd agreed to take over the fund-raising drive,

this might not have happened.

None of the tellers remembers anyone matching the description

Father Prestwick gave us.

It probably wouldn't make much difference if they did.

Why is that, Clancy?

Well, a short con like this, you almost never catch the perps.

With money like that in their pocket,

odds are they're already out of town anyway.

We've got no leads, nowhere to go.

Well, what about the business card

the insurance agent gave Father Prestwick?

Chicago Fidelity Insurance never heard of Max Shaw.

In fact, this isn't even their phone number.

You call?

No answer.

While we were taking statements, I ran a trace.

Belongs to a pay phone just two blocks from here.

Where exactly is that?

3422 Broadway.

It's a dead end, Father.

I'm sorry.

This confidence man

might have been waiting right here in

this booth just in case Phil called

before they met at the bank.

And if he's got the number on a card, Frank,

maybe he's been here before. He's probably a regular.

Yeah.

Excuse me, did you happen to see a man sitting here

just before lunch?

Early 30s, he had on a dark suit?

Him? He's here all the time.

Drinking my coffee,

using my phone, bothering my help.

Do you know his name?

Name? Why should I know his name?

Look, I run this place alone.

You think I take the time to talk to people? Come on.

I can see that you're a very busy man.

You say he bothered your help?

Jay Jay, my delivery boy.

This guy pays Jay Jay to do errands for him.

While Jay Jay's supposed to be working for me,

he's working for him.

Is Jay Jay here now?

I fired him.

You want to talk to Jay Jay,

look in that video arcade down the street.

Thanks. You've been a big help.

Oh, boy, I gotta get some new help.

Excuse me, son, are you Jay Jay?

Son? Nobody calls me son but my dad.

And he only calls me when he wants

a few bucks for a six-pack or something.

We were wondering about a guy

that you ran some errands for over at Sol's diner.

You mean Leo.

Leo. Do you know where we can find him?

Forget it, man. Leo's stone cool.

He knows how to throw down a score.

Someday he's gonna teach me his moves.

You look like you've got all the moves you'll ever need already.

You got that right.

Pretty good at this, huh?

The best.

So if I beat your score, will you help us find Leo?

Yeah, okay, whatever.

But if you lose, I get his hat.

- Steve. - Frank, trust me, it's a cinch.

I used to play games like this with my brothers all the time.

This... this is gambling with a child.

Some child.

Maybe it'll teach him a lesson.

Um, do you have a quarter?

Save keys to open doors.

Jay Jay, come on!

Got it.

Yes, thank you, Your Excellency.

Bye.

I just got off the phone -

with the bishop, long-distance.

Everything is set, Marie.

My flight leaves at 9:00 p.m.

Oh, good. Now you ought to start packing.

I've been packed for days.

You've no idea how much -

I've looked forward to this trip, but now...

I couldn't tell him about the money, Marie.

Oh. Well...

It will probably come as a surprise,

but the truth of the matter is

- the bishop and I don't always get along. - Mm.

He reminds me of my father.

Your father, Father?

My father was a good man, Marie, but stern, very stern.

In fact, reminds me of a time...

I couldn't have been more than six or seven years old...

Father, will you excuse me?

Oh! Sorry. Sorry.

I'm so sorry.

"Trust me," you said.

"It's a snap," you said.

I just don't understand.

What can I tell you, Frank? I'm sorry.

That was my favorite hat!

Father!

Want your hat back?

Oh, thank... you.

Look at that hat.

Glad to help you out.

It didn't fit Jay Jay.

Anyway, he's a cheat, just like his friend Leo.

What's your name?

Charisse.

I'm Steve.

Steve... kind of a tough name for a nun.

It depends on the nun.

So, you know Leo?

Do you know where he lives?

Can you take us to him, Charisse?

See I told you it'd turn out all right, Frank.

Steve, I never doubted you for a minute.

Come on.

That's where Leo lives.

You've been very helpful, Charisse. Thank you.

Where do you live?

Just down the street.

Hey, Charisse, you know St. Michael's has a youth group.

Why don't you come hang out with us sometime?

You gonna be there?

Every Wednesday.

There he is. That's Leo.

Bye - CHARISSE: Bye.

- Be careful. - Come on.

Hello, Leo.

What? Who are you?

I'm Frank Dowling, from St. Michael's Church.

I believe you took something

that belongs to a friend of mine, Father Philip Prestwick.

Prestwick? Prestwick?

No, no, I don't know any Prestwick.

Oh, come on, don't con us, Leo.

We know all about the scam you pulled at the bank.

You have a check for $10,000 in church charity funds

and we'd like it back.

I should have known it would be bad luck to con a priest.

I'm sorry, Father.

Sister.

The check is in my apartment.

You wait right here, I'll go get it.

The check is in the desk, Father.

Help yourself.

All this excitement, I have to go to the little boys' room.

Excuse me, Sister, forgive my French.

I knew he'd run.

Your lack of faith in human nature

is a constant disappointment to me, Sister. Hit it.

Let's go.

Excuse me, you wanted to talk to me...

After I get the suitcase at my place,

I pick up the chalice from Otto and that's it.

The rest is like I told you.

It happens tonight?

Right.

And everything's fine? No problems?

No problems, Mr. Burnham.

You have my personal guarantee.

I know you told me you wanted me to check in,

but Otto's waiting for me. Can I go?

Leo, wait!

What are you doing here?

Well, it's... it's a long story.

Come on, upstairs.

What is your story, Father?

I'm looking for a man named Leo.

He was just here.

I have an ex-brother-in-law named Leo.

This Leo stole $10,000 from the diocesan orphanage fund.

Try to do a favor for somebody because they used to be family,

the minute you turn your back, they slip a knife in your spine!

Well, uh...

if you think I'm gonna be surprised by

what you're telling me, Father,

I'm not, because I always knew Leo was no good.

Do you know where I can find him?

Tonight was the first time I saw Leo Chaplin in a year.

Well, if you think of anything,

would you, uh, give Sergeant Clancy a call downtown?

I'll do that. So long, Father.

Ted, show Father to his car.

What sort of favor?

Sorry?

Well, you said you did Leo a favor... what was it?

Money.

I loaned him some money.

Ah.

He gave me his guarantee, his personal guarantee

that there'd be no problem.

And what does he do?

He leads a priest, a lousy priest, right into my office.

You hear what I'm saying?

I'm takin' over Leo's scam.

You hear me? Hear what I'm saying?

You get over to that apartment of Leo's

and pick up that suitcase.

And don't leave any loose ends!

What about Leo?

He's useless.

I don't want to see him anymore.

You understand?

Hi.

I was beginning to worry. Where were you?

Coolin' my heels.

Listen, Frank, there's a big scam going on

and Leo's part of it.

I think they're gonna kill him. We gotta warn him.

Oh...

Yeah, hi. Wh-when is your next flight to Belize?

Uh-huh, not-not till tomorrow. Right. Okay.

W-What about Caracas?

N-n-never mind.

Leo, got a minute?

Mr. Burnham wants a word with you.

What? What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Mr. Chaplin, we came here to warn you.

A man might be coming here to kill you.

There he is!

We better call Clancy.

Hi, Marie.

Oh, hi.

Father Prestwick get in your way this afternoon?

Not after he sat down.

Isn't he joining us for dinner?

No, he had to rush off.

But I thought his plane didn't leave till 9:00.

It doesn't, but he said something about a phone call.

What phone call?

Oh, a man named Leo.

Leo? What did he want?

I don't know.

Father Prestwick said something about movies.

Is there a picture called The Blue Bird?

It's the Bluebird Theatre, Frank. It's downtown.

Where are you going?

To the movies.

You dishonor me,

you dishonor our whole family.

I came here.

I brought you the plans.

Now what do you want out of me?

Psst, Father.

Don't, don't... don't turn around. It's me.

- Why can't I turn around? - Because it's safer this way.

I'm a little bit jumpy, you know what I mean?

I'm not surprised.

A guilty conscience is a poor pillow.

What?

You took money from the orphanage fund.

It's hard to rest easy

when you're in fear of divine retribution.

It's not divine retribution I'm in fear of, Father.

But you're right, what I did was wrong.

I see that now.

I want to make amends.

I would like your forgiveness, Father.

You would?

Well, of course I forgive you.

What's your real name?

- Leo Chaplin. - All right, Leo. I forgive you.

But... what about the money?

Oh, you can have the money back, Father, no problem,

but I need your help.

I'm in trouble with some real bad guys 'cause of you.

Because of me? What did I do?

You were the perfect mark.

You made it too easy.

Are you saying this is my fault?

Talk to the cops.

Tell them I'll turn state's evidence

if they put me on a witness protection program or something.

Tell them there's a big scam coming down tonight.

You steal from the church orphanage fund, $10,000...

Father...

and you think it's my fault because I trusted you?

Okay. I was wrong, I'm sorry.

The $10,000 isn't important.

I needed it to pay off the jeweler.

Otto got greedy, he wanted more money

before he'd give me the goods.

You had the money, you were the mark, what could I do?

Well, at least you could have resisted the temptation!

Okay, maybe you're right.

Maybe I am too trusting.

The Lord grants us adversity

to teach us lessons about ourselves,

and I've certainly learned a lesson about this.

I hope you have, too, Leo.

Leo.

Leo?

Oh, my goodness.

Help!

From the wound, it looks like a nine millimeter.

Had to be silenced since Father Prestwick didn't hear a shot.

It must have happened just before we arrived.

Probably lucky for you we got here when we did.

Chaplin said something about a jeweler, Father?

That's why he needed the money, to pay the jeweler.

- Someone named Otto. - I'll bet it's Otto Freik.

You know him?

Freik is a marginal player.

Uh, been tapped for forgery and receiving stolen goods.

Had half a dozen arrests but no convictions.

We'll check him out.

What about, uh, Rex Burnham?

We'll check him out, too.

Father, do you remember anything else

about this big scam Leo mentioned?

Only that it's supposed to happen tonight.

What time is it?

It's almost 8:00.

My flight leaves in an hour.

I have got to go.

Father, I'd prefer that you didn't leave town.

I cannot miss this flight, Sergeant.

It's very important church business, Clancy.

Yeah, besides, we're more involved than he is anyway.

You never make it easy for me, Father.

All right.

Thank you, Sergeant.

Thank you, Father. Thank you, Sister.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

Yeah?

Leo sent me.

Did you, uh, bring the money?

Right here.

Where's the item?

Let me show it to you.

You're gonna be real pleased.

It's a work of art.

It'd better be.

How do you like it?

There's a case goes with it.

I got that, too, just like Leo asked.

Here.

It's exactly like the one in the newspaper photo.

Hmm. All right.

Now, suppose we, uh, settle up, and, uh, you can be on your way.

Good idea.

What are you doing?

Like you said, settling up.

I don't understand why this Leo picked Father Prestwick

for a confidence game. Hmm.

I've been wondering about that myself.

Well, what was he doing in the bishop's office

in the first place?

St. Michael's.

Oh, Sergeant Clancy.

Yes, Clancy?

I didn't call you so you could come down here, Frank.

I just thought you ought to know someone killed Otto Freik.

The same man who shot Leo Chaplin?

Now, we don't know that.

That's what you think.

Two cons doing business together murdered the same night.

Well, it certainly looks like the killer

was searching for something.

Well, whatever it was, if it was in the safe,

he certainly found it.

Uh, may I?

Thank you.

Oh, my Lord.

This is why Leo went to the bishop's office.

He was checking on the security arrangements

for Father Prestwick's trip to Bucharest.

The chalice of St. Sophia.

Otto made a copy.

Now boarding rows one through 20.

Passengers with boarding passes are requested to board

at this time.

Let me check your ticket, ma'am.

Did you forget something, Father?

My ticket.

I can't find... Oh, thank heavens!

You have no idea the day I've had... exhausting.

Me, too. What flight are you on?

21, to Bucharest.

Wasn't that canceled?

What?

No.

No, there it is... Flight 21, right on schedule.

Father.

Attention all passengers:

Flight 21, non-stop to Bucharest,

is ready for departure.

This is the final boarding call.

Final boarding for Flight 21 to Bucharest.

I'm buying.

What can I get you, gentlemen?

The flight to Bucharest?

- It's just leaving, Father. - Oh.

If he's carrying the fake chalice,

we'd better get a message to him before he sees the bishop.

Looks like Phil's coming back air freight.

Yeah. Well, if I were you, I wouldn't wait up for him.

Looks like they're celebrating.

What are they so happy about?

Look, they made the switch.

It's in the bag.

Seeing someone off?

Yeah, Father. You, too?

Quite a coincidence.

You wouldn't by any chance be seeing Leo Chaplin off,

now, would you?

No. We did that earlier.

Oh. You wouldn't by any chance be referring to Leo being killed

at that movie theater, would you?

Leo was killed in a movie?

You don't know anything about that, do you?

No, I wouldn't.

Would you know anything about that?

No, no. I wouldn't know anything about that.

Looks like neither of us know anything about that, Father.

Well, I thought you'd be surprised.

What was that all about?

Hey, stop!

Run, Steve, run!

Oh!

Watch out!

Oh, excuse me!

Wait, Frank, wait!

Frank!

Clancy, come with me.

Hey!

There she is!

I wonder how long it would take

to put a call through to Bucharest.

What do you think, Frank?

Oh, it's beautiful.

Father Dowling, Sister Stephanie,

Father Prestwick's on the phone.

From Bucharest.

Uh-oh.

Father Dowling, hello.

I got the message that you called.

No, the flight wasn't, uh, what I expected.

Actually, I got a little bit of food poisoning, but...

Yes, but I'm, I'm here, and it's wonderful.

Yes, the ceremony is about to start.

Half the city must be out there, Father.

The bishop is very pleased.

It's really quite impressive.

Yeah, well, we got something to tell you, Father Prestwick.

The coroner,

he found $10,000 taped to Leo's stomach

when they undressed him at the morgue.

Yeah, that is good news.

But, uh, we've got some bad news for you, too.

Well, the chalice you took to Romania?

It's a fake.

You know, I think he's taking it rather well.

Father Prestwick?

Phil?

Hello?