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MAN: Hey, man.
Let me out of here.

MAN: Let me out for
a cigarette.

MAN: Good luck, you guys.

I hope you don't come back.

Four fish for
the line-up room.

Four out.

MAN (ON SPEAKER): Move across
all the way to your
left, gentlemen.

Come on. All the way across.

All right, now face the front.

Stand direct. Chin up.

Okay, now there's
no need to worry.

They can't see you

so look at each one of them.

Then take your time

and if you recognize
any of them

you just say so, okay?

That's the one.

Third from the left.

OTHER WOMAN: Yes.

The third one.

You both are certain?

-I'm sure that's him.
-There's no doubt.

All right, gentlemen,
turn to your right.

Your other right.

Move out.

MAN: You heard the man,
move out. Let's go.

Move!

WOMEN (MUTTERING): Those eyes.

Did we choose the right one?

The man you picked was
Detective Rawlins from
my narcotics squad.

The man who was watching us

was he there?

Yes ma'am, he was.

This better be good, Delbert.

(CLEARS THROAT)

I lost some money,
Mrs. Paxton.

I

had it folded in my pocket.

I was there earlier on
at delivery. It's

part of my route, so I

came back to look
for the money.

I swear, that's the truth.

Oh, Delbert.

Even I could think up
something better than that.

I didn't just think it up.

Look.

You told me to always
tell the truth, right?

Well, I did, and here I am.

Look at me.

You think I have to go around
peeping at old women?
I got a girlfriend at home.

Mrs. Paxton, I can't afford
to lose my money.

I wasn't at their window.

I swear it, Mrs. Paxton.

-Well?
-Well, he admits to being
there but not to prowling.

He says he was looking
for some money he lost.

Where'd he say he lost it,
in their bathtub?

Is that what your
witnesses said?

-That he was looking
into their bathroom?
-That's right.

They couldn't pick him out
of the line-up.

They liked some skinny
kid from narcotics better.

-Coffee?
-Yeah, please.

Black.

So, sergeant, what's gonna
happen to Ramsey?

The two women can't
identify him but he
admits to being there.

You're his parole officer,
violate him for prowling.
That'll keep him in jail.

They'll send him back to the
joint at a parole hearing.

He admits to being there
but not to looking
in their window.

Your witness couldn't even
identify him.

They're older women.
They're nervous.

They're frightened.

It's to be expected they
wouldn't be a good witness.

But it's him.
You can bet on that.

We're not talking about
picking up
the all-American boy

on his way home
from a scout meeting.

We're talking about
a convicted rapist

with a rap sheet
as big as the yellow pages.

You haven't got
a case, sergeant.

I mean, I can't create one
for you.

If he weren't labeled
on parole, would you be
so concerned?

No.

No, I wouldn't.

But he is on parole, for rape

and it's the same MO
he used before.

Watching, prowling, raping.

People can change, sergeant.

Most of his offenses were
as a teenager.

A product of a broken home,
too many foster homes.

But he's got a job now.
He's got a girlfriend.

For the last ten months he has
shown evidence that he really
wants to straighten out.

And what if he's not?

You know, you may not
believe this, sergeant

but we have had tremendous
success with cases like Ramsey
when they've had our help.

And what about Ramsey's
next victim?

Who's gonna help her?

That's a loaded
question, sergeant.

And this is a judgment matter.
One to be decided by
his parole officer.

Me! Now, in my opinion,
there's doubt.

And Ramsey should get
the benefit of that doubt

and our help.

The system may not be perfect,
but without it,
we just have nothing.

We're not prepared to go with
the "lock him up and throw
away the key" philosophy.

Fine, fine. It's my job
to protect the innocents

from the aberrations
that are free to attack them.

You got a match?

You know, sergeant

it is men like you who never
believe in justice till
you need it for yourself.

No, I don't have a match.

WOMAN: Does anyone know how
to spell pomegranate?

WOMAN: I do. A-P-P-L-E.

No, wait a minute.

Isn't Pomegranate
an Italian sports car?

You're both very funny.

Why don't you use apple?
It was the forbidden fruit.

Yeah, but pomegranate
sounds more exotic
in a bestseller.

"The blonde,
although attractive,
was not terribly bright

"having recently tripped
over a 747."

WOMAN: Clear air turbulence.

Pomegranate.
P-O-M-E-G-R-A-N-A-T-E.

-Thank you.
-Any time.

Wait till the airline finds
out they're in it.

You're going to be working
a bus coast to coast.

Yeah, but don't you think a...

Novel titled Skirts in the Sky
is a little too much?

Skirts in the Sky ?

-Right.
-Come on, no...

Don't listen to them.
My novel is not going to be
a sex expose

hot off of Stu's griddle.

Do you really have a newlywed
Stu in it?

Vickie, how long has it
been now?

Nine hours, four days

one week and two months
of marital bliss.

WOMAN: With a flight engineer?

Do you miss working?

No way.

Now I only feed one man,
not the whole plane.

Well, Bud and I are getting
close to making it legal, but

he's got one stipulation
too many.

He makes the living at
33,000 feet

and I'm grounded
doing the housekeeping.

What was that old saying about

"Old Stus never die,
they just fly away?"

Oh, Vickie. (LAUGHING)

(WOMEN TALKING)

VICKIE: See, if you guys are
lucky, maybe later,
I'll clean your toes.

-WOMEN: (LAUGHING)
-Oh, right, Vickie.
-Tempting, Vickie.

VICKIE: Okay, how much
do we have...

WOMAN: I don't trust her.

Anybody home?

This is ridiculous.
I can't sit out here with this
silly thing on.

You raisins wrinkle up
all you want to.
I'm gonna go wash my hair.

How does a one-armed
stewardess manage that?

Very carefully.

(SINGING)

I was just gonna put these
in the bedroom.

I didn't mean any harm.
The door was open.

Please, please, I was just

trying to help out.
I thought you might
need these.

I'll just put these
right here.

I'm sorry.

You bring my cigarettes?

Sorry, I forgot them.

Forgot?

Forgot?

All you gotta do all day is
push around that rag-wagon
and you forgot?

I said I'm sorry.

Well, I am not gonna
stand in that kitchen

over a hot stove

and fix you dinner when
you can't even remember to
bring me a pack of cigarettes.

I can go without your cooking.

What?

I said I'll get them as soon
as I wash up.

(LAUGHING) Wash up?

What'd you do to get
your hands dirty?

You fall down?

You know what Bud
doesn't realize?

He has to get me a 747 kitchen

otherwise he's going to have
cold-cuts and take-out pizza.

Next!

(CLAMORING)

I have a date!

No, no, no!

Okay, which one of you flying
tigers took my bra?

I've got a date with
an airplane.

Personally, I don't use one.

(FRUSTRATED GRUNT)

(KNOCKING)

SARA: Don't plan on spending
an hour in there.

VOICE: (ON SPEAKER)
Flight 403 to Sacramento

and San Francisco
now boarding.

Please report to the lost
and found baggage counter...

Hi, Marge.

Hi, Jen! Come in.

You never sent in that
application I mailed you.

Did you change your mind
since our last talk?

I think the stewardess school
can survive without me.

I guess so.

But we could use
your experience

and your expertise.

They are hiring a bunch of
charm-school graduates.

The kind who think
the Wright brothers

were just a couple of guys
who didn't make mistakes.

They worry more about
how to smile than about
how to ditch.

We can use you, Jen.

An old veteran, huh?

There's value to experience.

Anyway, you're the one who
said it may be time to give up
the grind and

try something different

like being an instructor.

And stand around and listen
to my arteries harden?

(LAUGHING)
I wouldn't put it that way.

But the emphasis is on
youth, Jen.

We're not getting any younger.

Of course you could always
get married and raise a flock
of kids.

Come on, Marge.

Don't knock it till you've
tried it.

What, getting old or married?

(LAUGHS)

Seriously.

How much longer do you want
to fly?

You tell me.

You're a valued employee.

There's a hundred jobs
you could fill.

Perhaps one like mine.

An office?

A desk?

I don't think so, Marge.

You can't live in this
girl-scout camp forever.

Thanks, Marge.

I'll think it over.

And I'll be here.

(PEOPLE TALKING)

Thank you.

Thank you. Hi, welcome aboard.

Where've you been?

Checking the calendar.

Why?
You got a birthday coming up?

I thought you were gonna
fix something.

What about dinner?

I got a headache.
I don't feel like cooking.

You knew that before
I went out, didn't you?

Don't start with me, Delbert.
I'm not in the mood.

You could have told me.

Told you?

Told you?

You know I'm under a
doctor's care.

I'm sick

and all you can think about
is your stupid stomach.

You lazy, good for nothing...

Don't

call me names, Sara.

Don't call me names.

What are you gonna do?

Hit me?

You so much as raise
a hand to me

and I'll be on the phone to
that parole officer you got
the hots for.

You aren't man enough
to hit me

you spineless...

That's right, Delbert.

Run.

-Say, Beth.
-Huh?
-May I borrow these?

I don't mind at all.
Those are Barb's.

I know. I just wanted
a second opinion.

So, who's your date with?

Jeff Canfield.

He's a pilot over at Sun West.

Oh, Cathy.
He is a terrific pilot.

You know, Cathy, I'm really
determined to get my
pilot's license.

-You're really serious
about all this.
-I sure am.

Who's your date with tonight?

-A guy.
-Oh.

Well, I'm glad to hear that.
What's his name?

Smith.

John Smith.

You know, Cathy, there's
a rule. We're not supposed to
go out with johns.

So

when the president
of the company called and said

"We're gonna need your
advice in this matter"

I reminded him that I had
called him two days earlier.

-And did he remember?
-Oh, yes. He had to

because after I called him,
I sent him a memo.

-Very clever.
-Mmm-hmm.

Well (CHUCKLES)

I knew the moment would come.

I've waited long enough
for it.

Now I know my promotion
cannot be far behind.

Well, I think that he's very
lucky to have you.

Thank you.

Cathy

remember last week

in flight

before you had your accident,
we talked?

Yes.

I told you I was divorced.

I remember.

Well, I lied.

I'm not divorced.

This is the first time that
I've ever gone out on Sharon
and I...

I'm not looking for
an affair, Cathy.

My wife was injured in an
automobile accident

two years ago.

She's never been
the same since.

I simply miss going out.

I was attracted to you.

I'm sorry I misled you.

I hope you can forgive me.

-I'm afraid that I've been...
-No, no.

It's okay.

I'm glad you told me.

At least it's honest.

It's just that

I care about you

more than I realized.

Get up, you lazy bum.

I've been working all night,
washing out bedpans.

And you lay here on your fat
backside, late for work.

Come on.

Come on! Get outta here!

I wanna get in that bed.

Not with you.

WOMAN: (ON SPEAKER)
On behalf of Captain Hollister
and the crew

we would like to welcome you
to Los Angeles.

The local time is 8:55.

Please remain seated until
we've reached the gate

and the captain has turned off
the seatbelt sign.

Thank you.

Hey, Barb, why don't
you come along?

This guy's boat
is really something.

Come on, Pam.
I'm an almost married woman.

And besides, Jen and I
have something planned
for this evening.

Oh, come on. You're not gonna
spend all your time with
Amelia Earhart's stepsister.

What are you gonna do?

Sit around and listen
to her collection of
Pat Boone records?

Didn't your mother ever teach
you to respect your elders?

I'm sorry, Jen.

What are you sorry for?
It's not your fault.

You know

(LAUGHING)
maybe she was right.

I think I do have some
Pat Boone records.

(LAUGHING)

Oh, gosh.

So, Jen, what should I do?

I can't answer that for
you, Barbara.

It's a decision you have
to make, whether or not
you want to quit.

Yeah, but I don't want to be
just a housewife and

Bud won't change his mind.
He does the flying.

Period.

Well, maybe you can talk
him into letting you continue
to fly

while you're both getting used
to being married

but it's a decision that's not
gonna go away.

If he wants you to stop flying

will he still be the man
you want to spend your
life with?

Hey.

Just don't lose him.

-Hi, gang.
-Hi, Cathy.
-Hi.

How was Chicago?

Hey, did you hear?
Jenny's bra came home.

-It what?
-It's a homing bra.
-Uh-huh.

-Where'd you find it?
-Hanging outside
on the doorknob.

Is that really where
you found it?

(PHONE RINGING)

Dial-a-date.

Uh-huh.
May I tell her who's calling?

He says he's a friend.

-Hello?
-Hello, Cathy.

It's Rob.

Oh, hi. I'm glad you called.

Listen.

Much to my good fortune

I have to spend another night.

Now, I've got a brief
meeting in the morning

and then I'm free for the day.

I'd like very much to see you.

Well, I'd like that too.

And since the airline has me
grounded until my arm
gets better

I am certainly gonna be here.

I'll call you then.

Perhaps we can take a drive
up the coast.

Oh, that sounds great.

I'll see you tomorrow.

I'm sorry.

My truck wouldn't start.
I went and got a push.

You got a telephone,
don't you?

Or wouldn't it start either?

That's twice, Delbert.

Third time's the charm.

Once more and I hire
another driver.

Now get the van loaded.
You got a heavy day.

(KNOCKING)

WOMAN (IN THE SHOWER):
Jennifer!
Someone's at the door!

(KNOCKING)

Jen!

The door!

Okay, okay. I got it.

-Oh, hi!
-Hi.

-Got any cleaning
this morning?
-Sure have. Just a sec.

Guys, the cleaning man's here.
Anybody got anything?

WOMAN: Oh, yeah! My uniform.
It's in the bottom
of the closet.

-Okay.
-Oh, and my blue pants, too.
-Got it.

WOMAN: And my stuff's on the
stool in the living room!

That's it. Thanks a bunch.

Thank you.

Oh, hi.

I was just going out back.

-Would you hang those
on the doorknob please?
-Yeah.

What the hell are you
doing there?

I said, what the hell are you
doing there?

Oh, my God!

-What happened?
-Call the police.

Now the only crime we can book
Ramsey for is trespassing,
a misdemeanor.

Listen, sergeant. This guy is
some kind of a nut.
He should be locked up.

What do you think would have
happened to Vickie if
I hadn't of been home?

Well, he's on parole.

If we can convict him
of trespassing

I can get him violated
and sent back to prison.

What's he on parole for?

Rape.

Well, well, Delbert.

Just like old times.

Second time we've seen
each other in

48 hours.

Hey, sergeant.

-I didn't do anything.
-You know anything
that you say...

Yeah, I know my rights!
I didn't do anything!

That woman was coming on to me
when her husband comes in
and busts me!

You're headed down the same
path and you're disgusting.

Nothing's changed
but the calendar.

You're three years older
and not one day smarter.

You've conned your parole
board and your parole officer.
They think you've changed.

You're using those people.

But I'm not buying it because
I know what you are and
I know what you're doing.

I got you this time, Delbert.

I'm gonna send you back
to prison.

There are a lot of nice

decent people in this world

and I don't want you to hurt
any of them.

You know, in a way
I'm doing you a favor

by locking you up.

You'll be getting
help, Delbert.

And you need it.

Now, come on, Rich.

We got him off the street.

Couldn't you talk to
the judge and get
a court-ordered evaluation?

I know he'll come up dirty.

Come on, Tom, all you've got
is a simple trespass

and a shaky one at that.

He was at the apartment
delivering dry-cleaning.
He didn't take anything.

Besides, he's been there
before on deliveries.

The judge would laugh
at the request.

Why is this guy so special?

Because 48 hours ago,
I had him for prowling.

Now I've got him for
trespassing and he's on parole
for rape.

Do I have to tell you what's
next, Rich?

No, you don't have to tell me.
But you know the system, Tom.

Innocent until proven guilty.

-Have you talked to his
parole officer?
-Yeah, she's a

young psychology major
from USC who was
a counselor for

youth authority.

She's now a parole officer
with 18 months experience
and a belief

that truth and justice
will triumph.

So do I, Tom,
but you're not talking about
truth and justice.

-You're talking
about the system.
-Mmm, the system.

Man, I have had it up to here
with the system.

There are too many of
you protectors who are overly
concerned with his rights.

Rich, I'm just trying
to do my job.

Help me to protect the rights
of innocent people from
the Ramseys of the world.

Come on, Stockwell, you're
being inflexible.

The law has to protect every
individual's rights

down to the last syllable.

That's the only way
it all works.

Is it fair

that Ramsey is being treated
as a trespasser

when he's a rapist?

Rich, you see this lady?

She's not blindfolded
to remain unbiased.

She's blindfolded

because she's embarrassed.

Can I bum a smoke?

Yeah, thanks.

(PHONE RINGING)

Come on, answer the phone.

Come on, man.
If you don't get an answer,
try again later.

I ain't got time for this.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello?

DELBERT: Sara?

Who is this?

It's me, Delbert.

Listen, Sara

I need some help.

SARA: Where are you?

I'm at the courthouse.

I need some money.

Money?

-What for?
-I just need it, Sara.

What's all that noise?

You in jail?

Sara, please, just

-listen to me.
-No, you listen.

Rot in jail.

I warned you.

Come on, man. If you're done,
get away from the phone.

JUDGE: Are we ready on
the Ramsey matter, gentlemen?

There will be a people's
motion for a continuance,
your honor.

Our principal witness,
a flight engineer

has been detained in Chicago
due to inclement weather.

JUDGE: Mr. Shields?

The defense is ready
to proceed, your honor,
and will not waive time.

Mr. Shields

I'm sure that you know,
the people by statute

have a right to a continuance
for good cause.

Yes, your honor, but my client
has been in custody
for nine days

for this minor offense.

JUDGE: Reasonable
bail has been set.

Reasonable, your honor,
depends upon your
point of view.

I'm quick to point out that
$500 is a reasonable
amount if you have it.

My client is a man of very
limited means.

Prior to his arrest,
he was employed.

His employer cannot hold the
position open indefinitely.

If your honor would consider
an OR release...

You honor, I must point out
that the offense here
is trespass.

Trespass by a paroled rapist

in a young woman's apartment.

-Mr. Shields...
-Are we going to argue facts
not in evidence?

If so, let's question the
possibility that my client was

enticed into this
woman's apartment.

PROSECUTION: Your honor,
I demand that
Council apologize!

Now, I will have order
in my courtroom

and I caution both of you
against further outbursts.

A simple matter on a heavy
court schedule

has taken enough of
the court's time.

Now, I have two requests
before the bench.

Mr. Clayburn

your request for a continuance
is granted.

This case will be continued
for ten days.

All witnesses are ordered
to return to this courtroom

without further order
or subpoena on that day.

Thank you, your honor.

Respect to your request,
Mr. Shields

I see from the file that your
client is on parole. However

he does have a favorable
report from his
parole officer.

Therefore, considering
the minor offense

and the time the defendant
has spent in custody

the request for release
on his own recognizance
is granted.

He is ordered
released forthwith.

Court is in recess
for ten minutes.

(GAVEL BANGS)

Ms. Stevens.

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

Me, too.

Somehow, I thought we
were the good guys.

I came down here
to be insulted in front of
a packed courtroom?

To watch that...

That man walk out free?

What happened to justice?

Where is it?

What about my rights?

Yeah, I'm sorry,
too, sergeant.

Sorry I ever agreed
to do this.

I'd like to thank you for your
favorable parole report,
Mrs. Paxton.

Don't confuse favorable with
objective, sergeant.

I'm sure Vickie Stevens
will be delighted
to hear that.

That'll be a comforting
thought for her.

What is it, sergeant?

Do you really think I'd be
fighting to keep Ramsey
off the street

if I didn't think we were
helping to rehabilitate him?

Not important what I think.

The fact that Ramsey walked
out of that courtroom
a free man

that's very important.

I don't make
the rules, sergeant.

I don't like a lot of
the system any more than
you do

but it is the only
one we have.

And I'm gonna do my best
to make it work because that's
my responsibility.

Now, if you want to blame me
for that, that is
your privilege

but when I go to sleep
tonight, I'll know I did
my best

with or without your approval.

That'll be three dollars,
Mrs. Hanes.

Thanks.

You have a nice day now, huh?

Delbert. What can I say?

Nine days.
I had to hire another driver.

Yeah, well I got some
money coming.

You got arrested.

Nobody called me.

The truck got towed
in, impounded.

It cost me $72.

You owe me six dollars.

No, you owe me!

I want the money. I earned it.

I told you it's gone.

Now it's your fault the truck
got towed in, not mine.

Now get out of my shop.

Delbert, you don't need
any more trouble.

Just go.

You'll be sorry.

(TIRES SQUEALING)

How'd you get out of jail?

Maybe I'm out 'cause
I didn't do anything.

Yeah, and I'm the tooth fairy.

I want you packed and out
of here today.

I'm not living with
some pervert.

-I pay my share.
I got a right.
-Oh, you got nothing.

I want you out.

And I want you out today!

You go leech off somebody else

if you can find anybody
who'll put up with you!

There isn't any woman
who'll love you!

You're worthless!

(CRYING) Worthless.

I know one that does.

I know one.

Sure you won't come along?

Oh, no thanks.
Bud's flying in at nine.

And besides, I'm boning up on
wallpaper, drapes, carpets.

You remember those things,
don't you? Civilians use them.

Oh, yeah. Isn't love grand?

Are you getting nervous?

Just a little.

Jennifer.

I'm gonna be Mrs. Bud Chapman,
ex-stewardess.

In 36 more days, I'm gonna
be Mrs. Bud Chapman.

That's so great.

But, you know, between
you and Vickie, this is
getting contagious

and dangerous.

-Oh, be sure you tell your
sister hi, will you?
-Okay, bye bye.

CHILD: Give it! Give it!

WOMAN: Hey! Kids! Kids!

Kids, I told you not to
run in the house.

(LAUGHING) Mom used to say
that to us, too.

-It didn't work then, either.
-No.

Tell Bill I said goodnight.

He was up early this morning.
Little Billy had a game
in Oxnard.

Thank you.

Hey, Jen.

Whatever happened to that
pilot you introduced me to?

-Scott...
-Markham.

-Yeah.
-Scott Markham.

Oh.

He flew off into the sunset
with some bubble gummer.

Well, you could have prevented
that. He would've married you.
I could see it.

I could see it, too.

I could see he wanted

five rooms and a pool

a girl at the gate

and a comforting shoulder.

I'm none of those.

But you could be.

You're not getting
any younger, I mean...

How many more Scott Markhams
can there be for you?

Well.

This life if for you, Kimmy.

I'm glad you're happy.

I don't think it's for me.

How much longer are they
gonna let you fly?

(LAUGHING) I don't know.

I could be the first
stewardess flying on
social security.

(LAUGHING)

Good night, hon.

Thank you.

(KNOCKING)

SARA: Come on, Delbert,
get out of there.

(KNOCKING)

Come on!

(KNOCKING)

Oh, no, no, no.

You don't bring any money
into this house.

Don't expect to sit around
and suck up mine.

I told you I wanted you
out of here.

Today!

No.

You lay around, sitting
in the bathroom.

What were you doing in there?

Huh?

What?

You're a good-for-nothing,
lazy bum

who does nothing but lay
around the house all day...

(GASPING)

(YAWNING) How was Seattle?

Beats Bakersfield.

Sherry from the Atlanta
flight called.

She wanted to know if she
could have Barb's room.

Why don't you ask Barb?

We don't count you anymore.

Since I'm the one that has to
share the room, I should
choose the replacement.

Ooh, maybe it's somebody
interesting. I just need
a couple more chapters.

-I could wrap up my book.
-You mercenary!

Maybe we should get somebody
who doesn't fly.

God, she's be in shock
within a week.

Hey, you guys.

You're making me cry.

Barb.

You know we're gonna miss
you, don't you?

Yeah.

I'm gonna miss you guys, too.

Uh-oh. Just a minute.

Come on. Let's not rush this.

The moment's gonna be here
soon enough. Come on.

Besides, you start now, your
eyes are going to get puffy

and they're gonna stay
that way all day long.
(PHONE RINGING)

-I'll get it.
-I'll get it.
It's probably for me.

Hi.

Who is it this time?

She's not saying much
about this one.

It might be the real thing.

No, no, no. The last one was
the real thing.

Or wasn't the one before that.

Barbara.

Ladies, I need the bath.
I'm going to go out.

I just hope he's a nice guy
for a change.

She really deserves it.

Well, our beautiful, zany,
crazy Cathy has a problem.

She doesn't seem to know
the difference.

Call the next case.

People vs. Delbert L. Ramsey.

Number A02267.

Is Delbert Ramsey in
the courtroom?

Ramsey? Delbert Ramsey.

I'm sorry, your honor.
The defendant is not present.

Very well.

Bench warrant is issued.

No bail. Next case.

Well, I think that's it.

He's on parole and in
contempt of court.

That should be enough
to get his ticket punched.

Will you let us know when
he's arrested?

I'll sleep a lot better
when I know he's in jail.

I sure will. I thank both of
you for coming down.
Sorry it was for nothing.

At least he'll be off
the street.

-Thanks for your effort.
-You bet.

-Thank you.
-Bye.
-Bye.

MRS. PAXTON: Sergeant!

I just wanted you to know

that I called and violated
Ramsey's parole

and I issued the teletype
for a state-wide alert.

-Better late than never.
-And I'm going over to see
his girlfriend.

So am I.

-You going over there now?
-Uh-huh.

Well, so am I.

Well, actually just as soon as
I walk over to my office and

get myself a car, if there are
any cars available.

Actually

at this time there probably
aren't any cars available.

I suppose you could
come with me.

What a good idea!

Okay, it's no trouble?
You don't mind?

Good thing I can take a hint.

I hope you don't mind
riding in a police car.

Well, I have heard they
lean a little to the right.

I'll make a couple of left
turns, just for you.

I'm sorry. I got tied up.

Hey, that's okay.
This is beautiful.

-I've been enjoying the view.
-Yeah.

Cathy.

I thought we were gonna
have the whole day together.

Unfortunately...

It's okay.

I'm sorry, Cathy,
there's just...

There's just no...

Just no way for me to know.

Listen.

My hotel isn't that far
from here.

We could go there and talk.

Come on, I'll drive.

You

travel light, don't you, Rob?

Cathy.

Cathy, I've never been
unfaithful before, so

I'm not very good at this.

Listen.

Maybe...

Maybe...

You can leave if you want.

Hey.

If you wanna be with me,
just tell me.

I understand.

-It didn't take you long
to get here.
-Are you Sara Kates?

No, I'm not Sara Kates,
I'm Nancy Klinger.

Aren't you the police?
I called.

I'm Sergeant Stockwell.
You said you called.
What's the problem?

Something's wrong,
that's the problem.

-That's just a little vague.
Could you...
-Look at the porch!

The paper's there.
The mail's in the box.

Sara didn't come in to work
last night.

She doesn't answer the phone
and her car is in the garage.

She's been having trouble
with that guy she lives with.
He got arrested, you know...

(TIRES SQUEALING)
She must have been out.

And something's wrong!
I know it!

Sarge, how are you?

Got a call to see the woman.
Unknown trouble.

-That's me.
-This lady works with
the woman who lives here.

She didn't show up for work
last night, won't answer
her phone

and her car's still in
the garage.

Her common-law is a paroled
rapist. He's been violated.

He didn't show up for court
this morning and I have
a bench warrant.

It's your ballgame.

I think we've got enough to
look inside, so if you and
your partner

will cover the back, Paxton
and I will take the front.

Okay, give us a minute
to get there.

I don't like it.
Something's wrong.

Now, don't you worry about
a thing. You just wait right
here, okay?

-Okay.
-Okay.

-Feel good?
-Mmm-hmm.

I already tried that.

Don't you think if it was
unlocked, I'd be inside?

Police officers, Ms. Kates.

Open the door.

I told you I did that.

(GASPS)

Oh, my God.

Okay, in here.

Okay, now,
don't touch anything

and don't let anybody else in.

What's wrong?

What is it?

-Are you all right?
-Mm-hm.

Okay, we're gonna need
some names, addresses.

Ramsey's family, his friends

-his hangouts.
-Sergeant

I'm sorry.

You can be sorry later.
We've got a lot of work to do.

Where's Sara?

What's happened?

Hello?

Anybody home?

JENNIFER: Hi, I'm here!

Where is everybody?

Hi! Uh...

Let's see. Barbara's at her
mother's. Something to do with

the wedding
invitations, and...

Okay, so what's on your mind?

What do you mean,
what's on my mind?

You're standing there

fully dressed

playing with an apple

I know you have no intention
of eating

so what's on your mind?

You know something, Jennifer?
You sure are a know-it-all.

Comes with age.

(CHUCKLING)

What do you think
of married men?

I think they make
great husbands.

Now, I'm serious.

I met a wonderful guy.

He's really something else.

But he's married.

Cathy.

Dear, sweet Cathy.

You are such an idiot!

Jennifer

I'm really being serious.

I think Rob really cares
about me.

What he cares about has
nothing to do with
your personality.

Now, you're not being fair.

You don't even know him and...

He's different. He's...

He's a decent guy.

He's not one of those
flesh-hounds.

(SIGHS)

Okay, I'll be objective.

I'm sure Rob is a very
nice man.

That's fair.

And if he cares for you,
and you care for him

then I'm really glad for you.

But do you know him?

I mean really know him?

Will he divorce his wife?

Will he share his life
with you?

Look, if it's just a fling

okay!

You're two consenting adults.

Cathy.

You're looking for something
else and you're always getting
hurt in the process.

I'm sure he's a nice man.

But nice men have needs, too.

And he could just be using
you for his needs and then

rationalizing it as
a beautiful affair

while you die in bunches,
waiting for his next call.

Aw, Cathy.

Sometimes you've got
to say no.

They're not all worth it.

Look inside yourself.

You're a good person.

Believe that.

You've just got to learn
to say no.

I know how to say no.

I know that he's different

and I know that he cares
for me.

Hey, he's coming over here
tonight to meet my friends.

This time it's different.

Oh, Cathy.

I sure hope so.

I really hope so

for your sake.

Aw, Cathy.

MRS. PAXTON: Okay, I need
the names of each of
his cellmates

when and if they were released
and I need an address or phone
on each of them.

And I needed it an hour ago.

Well, do what you can
and call me back.

Okay, thank you.

CP.

That's mine!

Where'd you find that?

In Ramsey's closet.

Quite a collection.

Pin-ups

panties, bras, lipstick.

You...

You mean he stole that from
me during an office visit?

It shakes your confidence
in human character, huh?

It shakes my confidence in me.

-Yeah!
-All right, all right.

Whoo!

Well, I spent most of the
afternoon talking to Cathy.

I don't know. I hate to sound
like an instant shrink, but

I think this thing she has
with a married man

has something to do with a
search for a father she never
really had.

And her mother was nobody's
prize package, either.

For a girl who's searching
for just one man, she sure
hasn't been very selective.

Oh, I know, there's no need
to say it.

I love Cathy like a sister
but I don't have to like what
she does.

She's just this great big
kid who refuses to grow up

and she's headed for a fall.

Well, well, well. If it isn't
Betty Crocker and her
little helper.

And who are you,
the Pillsbury Doughboy?

-Touche.
Okay, I deserved that.
-Mmm-hmm.

Listen. I am the bearer of
some good news and some
bad news.

Tell us the good news.

The good news, O'Hare is
fogged in.

They shut down about an hour
ago, so we may not be going.

What's the bad news?

Well...

You may not get to share
the enchanting skies with me
this evening.

(LAUGHING) Oh!
I thought you said you had
some bad news.

Hey, listen. I don't have to
stay back here and suffer
these insults.

I can go up to the cockpit and
be insulted by the captain.

Advise Homicide, the suspect's
car is located in parking
lot C, off Oakland Avenue.

I'll stand by at the scene.

VOICE (ON RADIO): Roger 19-A4.
Advising Homicide.

19-A4 roger.

You worry about Cathy and

well, the other night, you
threw me this one-liner about

marriage that really
struck home.

What about you?

I mean, you can't go on
doing this forever.

You could get a desk job
if you wanted to.

I know.

This is my whole life.

It's all I have.

I'm afraid if I were to quit
flying, I'd find out I don't
really have a life.

I'm just not sure I want
to face that.

Yes!

Uh, anything for pick-up?

No!

What are you doing here?

Is...

Is the tall girl here?

The one with the blonde hair?

Jennifer? No, she's out on
a flight, but why do you want
to see...

Any of you
featherless birds...

(SCREAMING)

Don't!

Don't scream.

Good afternoon.
This is your handsome co-pilot
and all-American virile male.

All personnel may now de-plane
because de plane ain't
going nowhere.

All females needing assistance
with ground transportation

please contact your
nearest co-pilot.

-Thank you.
-Let's get a bite to eat.

I wish we hadn't been
dropped off.

A taxi's gonna cost us
a fortune.

You heard what Steve said.

Let's ask him for a ride home.

May sure you check that I.D.

Did anyone see

anybody in this pick-up?

No.

When did you notice
your van was gone?

I saw the police coming,
I told Gil and he came
running over.

Yeah, I thought they towed
it away again.

Man, it don't pay.

But if the police don't tow
it away, some joker steals it.

Okay, Collins, put out an APB.

Impound that piece of junk
and let Prints work on it.

Hey!

Hey, what's gonna
happen to us?

We don't even
have any clothes.

We'll try to find your van.

Collins, give them
a ride home.

Tell the watch commander
I authorized it.

My mom's never gonna
believe it.

Coming home in a police car?

(GIGGLING)

As long as you're quiet

you won't get hurt.

I don't wanna hurt anyone.

(CRYING)

(SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING)

STEVE: Sweet dreams, ladies.

-Thanks, Steve.
-Goodnight.

-Goodnight.
-Goodnight.

-Goodnight.
-Goodnight.
-Thank you.

Relax.

Relax.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

(KNOCKING)

Maybe they went out.

Cathy said her friend
was coming over tonight.

It's dark in here.

Ladies!

If you have a gentleman in
there, you're going
to be sorry!

Don't scream.

Don't make a sound.

Wait.

Listen to me.

I'll do anything you ask.
Just don't hurt them. Please.

Why?

You didn't do anything.
You treated me all right.

-Just do what I say and you
won't get hurt.
-But...

(KNOCKING)

ROB: Cathy?

(TRYING TO SCREAM)

(KNOCKING)

Cathy?

(SCREAMING)

You try anything

and I'll kill her.

VOICE: Operator.

(MOANING)

Operator.

(MUFFLED) Help.

Operator.

Pick up. Is someone there?

Hello?

(MUFFLED) Help.

Help.

(HANGS UP)

-(SLAP)
-(WHIMPER)

(GASPING)

(WHISTLING)

Vickie?

I'm home!

Honey?

It's all your fault.

You caused all of it.

(CRYING)

Don't try anything else.

(SCREAMING)

(MUFFLED SCREAMING)

What's going on here?

(MUFFLED) Go!

(MUFFLED) No!

(SCREAMING)

(CRYING)

(SCREAMS)

Oh, my God.

My God.

(CRYING) Bedroom.

(CRYING)

Beth!

(SCREAMING)

Vickie?

Vickie?

Vickie, it's me. Alex.

Vickie.

(SCREAMING)

(SIRENS)

-Detective.
-Doc.

Coffee?

Thanks.

How are they?

Well, the girl that jumped
through the window is
the worst, physically.

We're having a tough time
with her blood pressure.

I just stopped the bleeding.

Not barring complications,
she should make it.

She's down at ICU.

And the others?

They're on the third floor.

The blonde girl, Cathy.

She's been raped

beaten.

She has a broken nose,
massive contusions.

Beth has also been beaten.

She's just coming
out of shock.

Vickie Stevens?

Several broken ribs

broken finger,
ruptured vessel.

There's another, Barbara.

She's untouched
physically, but

she's just silent.

Just staring.

Can I see them?

Well, keep it short and

don't press.

When you see Mrs. Quinn on
the ward, tell her I said
it's okay.

Thanks, doc.

Sarge.

I'm told one man did this.
Is that true?

Yeah, it looks that way.

I'm glad you came.

I think you can be of help.

Jennifer?

Jennifer, can you hear me?

I'm Sergeant Stockwell.

-I'm investigating...
-JENNIFER: Cathy?

Beth?

(WHISPERING) Vickie?
Are they...

They're doing just fine.

Barbara?

They're all here at
the hospital but they're doing
just fine.

I'll see them in just
a few minutes.

Thank God.

I thought he'd kill them.

Thank God he didn't.

Thank God.

And you.

Somebody had to do something.

Could you tell us who it was?

Did you know the man?

(COUGHING)

Okay, just relax.

Relax.

(SIGHS)

I'm sorry.

God, I wish I had her courage.

If I'd listened to you and
violated Ramsey when you first
had him

Sara Kates would be alive and

these five women wouldn't
be lying in here.

I didn't have a case
and you knew it and so did I.

At the time, your job was to
help him

and mine was to try to keep
him from hurting anybody else.

Now, that's not your fault,
it's not my fault.

You knew he was guilty.

I'm his parole officer.

I couldn't even tell.

I'm supposed to know my job.

You just got your nose bloody,
that's all.

This is just the beginning.

Your degree in psychology
taught you something about
human nature.

Well, your job as a parole
officer is going to teach you

something about the realities
of the world in which we live.

But I can't handle it!
Look at me.

There's nothing wrong
with the way you're feeling.

I mean, what kind of human
being would you be if you
weren't upset?

But don't waste it,
learn from it. Put it to use.

My problem with the job
is that

the system was becoming
too one-sided.

They were too eager to protect
and too reluctant to punish.

But I can't help it.
I just feel so

damn guilty!

I feel guilty, too!
I should have known where he
went. I could have done more.

Those are the kind of feelings
that come with the job.

You care, Paxton,
and that's why you're here.

And that's why you're
gonna stay.

Once you told me when you
went to bed at night,
you slept well

because you always
did your best. Remember?

(SIGHS)

Well, I don't think you'll
sleep too much tonight if you
walk away from your job.

You gotta hang in here and do
the best you can to make this
system work for everybody.

Sergeant.

You should have my degree
in psychology.

Come on.

MRS. QUINN: Cathy's in 356.

Barbara, 358.

Beth, 357.

Vickie Stevens, 354.

If you need anything,
just ring.

Thank you, Mrs. Quinn.

Glad to help.

Cathy?

I'm Sergeant Stockwell.

I'm trying to find the man

who hurt you and your friends.

Can you tell me what
he looked like?

Had you ever seen him before?

No.

Why?

Why?

Why did he pick me?

What did I

do to him?

I didn't do anything to him.

Why did he pick me?

Why me?

Sergeant.

Before you go in

do you know she hasn't spoken?
She doesn't respond.

The doctor told me.

This may help. Would you like
to give it to her?

Thank you, Mrs. Quinn.

Barbara?

Barbara, we're trying to find
the man who attacked you and
your friends.

Can you tell us anything?

Barbara?

We want to find him so
he can't do this again.

Can you help us?

It's okay.

You don't have to
talk about it.

I understand.

This came for you.

Do you want it?

I'll read it to you.

"Barbara.

"I thank God you're all right.

"I was on 192 to Miami when
Operations called.

"By the time you read this,
I'll be on my way home.

"You are my love and my life

"and soon you'll be my wife.

"I love you.

"Bud."

Thank goodness.

She won't take the sedative
the doctor prescribed until
she talks to you.

I told her you wanted
to talk to her.

-I had to be awake.
-It won't put you to sleep.

-I know. I had to be awake.
-It's all right, Beth.

Is there anything you can tell
me about the man who attacked?

I don't know his name
but he works for
the Sea View Drycleaners.

He's a delivery man.

He was waiting in my house
when I got there.

He had the girls tied up.

I tried to help them but
I wasn't strong enough
to do anything.

Slow down just a minute, okay?

I want him found.

He had no right
to do that to us.

He was waiting. That

bastard was waiting!
He has to pay for this!

I want him found!
You understand me?

I want him found!
I want him found!

He has to pay!

I want him found!

Her reaction was based on

hysterical shock.

She was attack by a man.

You're a man.

It has nothing to do with
her feelings now.

Thank you, doctor.

Alex?

Vickie?

Alex.

Alex.

Hold me, hold me, hold me.

I love you.

I love you.

Well, I feel a lot older.

Just hope I'm a little wiser.

You did fine, but we're
not out of the woods yet.

We gotta find him.

We?

That's right.

We both got a problem now.

VOICE (ON RADIO):
Unit to south-west.
Please identify.

2117 east...

Hi, Sarge.

What do you got, Collins?

I took a burglary report
over 6th and Elm this morning.

A man named Trepp.

Clothing, money,
credit cards stolen.

And then I got a call on this.

(GROANS)

Well, now he's got
clean clothes.

Okay, every name on here's
a former cellmate of Ramsey's.

Now, they're all on
the street.

These addresses are old

so you go out and find
a new one.

Well, come on. Let's go!

All right.

Thank you for checking, ma'am.

Hello. Meadowood Travel?

With whom am
I speaking, please?

Carol

this is Sergeant Stockwell.
I'm with the Venice division

and we're investigating
a burglary where an air-travel
cart was stolen

and we have reason to believe
that our suspect may try
to use it.

I was wondering if you could
check your computer and see if
there had been any

recent purchases made
under the name of Trepp.

R

as in Robert. Mm-hmm.

Trepp. T

R-E-P-P.

That's right.

Thank you, Carol.

Yeah. Yeah, I'm here.

Right. Trepp.

R. Trepp.

You do?

When?

What flight?

Today?

Okay, what time is that?

Carol, thank you. Thank you.

I think I'm in love!

Hollister. Hot.

Come on, let's go.

VOICE (ON INTERCOM):
Flight 639

bound for Las Vegas
and Salt Lake City

now departing from gate 18.
All aboard, please.

All passengers on flight 239

bound for Sacramento, Stockton

Fresno and
Bakersfield, California

please report to gate 15.

Passengers on flight 239,
report to gate 15.

Flight 426, non-stop
to New York City

now departing from gate 6.

Flight 426 to New York City,
departing from gate 6.

This is a 15-minute passenger
loading zone. You may not
leave your car here.

Flight 126 with non-stop
service to Cleveland now
boarding at gate 39A.

Flight 126 with non-stop
service to Cleveland now
boarding at gate 39A.

Please have your boarding
passes ready for
the flight attendant.

You won't need that, Delbert.

Man, it's not my fault.

It's not my fault.

It's not my fault!
I didn't want to do it.

-I didn't want to do it...
-Before you say anything else

I must advise you of your
constitutional rights.

Now, you have the right
to remain silent.

You give up the right to
remain silent, anything you
say can and will

be used against you
in a court of law.

You have the right to speak
with an attorney and have
an attorney present

during questioning.

If you so desire, you can have
a court-warranted attorney

who will be appointed for you
at half-charge

before questioning.