Bullitt (1968) - full transcript

High profile San Francisco Police Lieutenant Frank Bullitt is asked personally by ambitious Walter Chalmers, who is in town to hold a US Senate subcommittee hearing on organized crime, to guard Johnny Ross, a Chicago based mobster who is about to turn evidence against the organization at the hearing. Chalmers wants Ross' safety at all cost, or else Bullitt will pay the consequences. Bullitt and his team of Sergeant Delgetti and Detective Carl Stanton have Ross in protective custody for 48 hours over the weekend until Ross provides his testimony that upcoming Monday. Bullitt's immediate superior, Captain Samuel Bennet, gives Bullitt full authority to lead the case, no questions asked for any move Bullitt makes. When an incident occurs early during their watch, Bullitt is certain that Ross and/or Chalmers are not telling them the full story to protect Ross properly. Without telling Bennet or an incensed Chalmers, Bullitt clandestinely moves Ross while he tries to find out who is after Ross, and why Ross has seemingly made it so easy for "them" to find him. As Bullitt enlists the help of his live-in artist girlfriend Cathy over the weekend and as she sees for the first time with what he deals every day, she wonders if he is indeed the man with whom she should be.

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- This is Pete.

- Yeah?

We lost him.

He's your brother,

Ross. If you can't

find him, we have people who will.

And you're paying

for the contract.

Excuse me. Have you got

a message for Mr Ross?

What room, sir?

I'm not a guest.

- I'll check.

- Thanks.

- That's, Johnny Ross.

- Yes, sir.

Sorry, sir, nothing.

Nothing?

Are you sure?

I'm sure, sir.

Okay, thanks.

Thank you.

Yes, I'm sure it was him.

Sunshine Cab, 6912.

Would you pull up? I

want to make a call.

Right.

Yeah?

Delgetti.

What is it?

Work.

Frank, let me in, will you?

What time did you get to

bed this morning, Frank?

About 5:00.

"Mumps vaccine on the market.

"The government

authorised yesterday...

"what officials term

the first clearly

"effective vaccine

to prevent mumps...

"announced it has granted a

licence for the vaccine...

"at 12:45 Wednesday..."

Why don't you just

relax and have your

orange juice, and

shut up, Delgetti?

Let's go, Frank.

Lieutenant Bullitt to

see you, Mr Chalmers.

It was purely unintentional,

I assure you.

It wasn't that I was

so well-informed,

it was just that he

was so ill-informed.

Would you excuse me

for a moment, please?

What do you like about...?

In Orinda, we have all

this beautiful dry

sunshine. Absolutely

perfect for roses.

I do all my own work. See

my hands? They prove it.

Hello. Lieutenant, how are you?

Thanks for coming over.

Name is Frank, isn't it?

- That's right.

- Please call me Walter.

I have an important job for you.

Captain Bennet suggested

that you take it.

As you know, there is a Senate

subcommittee hearing here Monday.

I have a star witness

who needs protection.

Sam said that you were

the man for the job.

And I can't find a flaw

in that statement.

Protection from who?

The Organisation.

His name is Ross. Johnny

Ross. From Chicago.

Once and for all, the top men

in law enforcement are united.

We're going to expose

the Organisation.

I read your speech.

Why San Francisco?

Ross is safer here.

That's your province.

Keeping him out of

reach for 40 hours.

Where?

The Hotel Daniels.

226 Embarcadero Road. Room 634.

He's there now, expecting you.

Now that you know

where my house is...

I hope that we'll get to see

a lot more of each other.

Particularly in view

of the investigation.

A senatorial hearing

has a way of...

catapulting everyone involved

into the public eye...

with subsequent effect

on one's career.

It will be a pleasure

to have you along.

Have him in court

on Monday, Frank.

What was that all about?

Pals.

You and Chalmers, huh?

There's a lot of juice?

Hotel Daniels, 226

Embarcadero Road.

State's evidence witness,

and we're baby-sitting.

Let's go.

- Yeah, who is it?

- Police.

The roof and the exits.

Mr Chalmers said you'd

be here by 5:00.

He guaranteed me that.

Oh, sorry, we got

held up in traffic.

Got any firearms?

No, man, I've got nothing

on me. Just my wallet...

cigarette lighter.

Want to check me out yourself?

No, that's not necessary. Put that

stuff on the bed,

will you, please?

How did you... how did you

get here from Chicago?

I flew.

Sure none of the boys were on the

plane with you, or saw you get on?

How would I know? I wouldn't know.

How come you picked

this room to hole up?

I didn't pick it.

Chalmers picked it.

Why?

Stay away from those

windows. That's why.

Sit down and relax, Ross. It's a

long wait until Monday morning.

We'd better get a

fix on some food.

- What?

- Some food.

I know Chalmers wants you to be

happy, and we'll do

the best we can.

Dad, it's for you.

Listen, you're not going. You're

not going. We're going to a movie.

Hold it down. Hold it down.

Now, don't be too late.

- Hello.

- Hello. Captain?

Frank?

We'll see you later, Dad.

I've seen Chalmers.

What do you know about Ross?

Chicago. It could be very big.

He had access to all

the records. He ran

the wire services with

his brother, Pete.

Did Chalmers ask for me?

Do you happen to know why?

Yes, I know why. He's grooming

himself for public office.

You make good copy. They love

you in the papers, Frank.

I see.

Okay. So long, Sam.

Say, who were you talking to

about me on that telephone?

Mr Chalmers said this was

just between me and him.

Me and him, and that's all.

Delgetti will take

the first shift.

Stanton will be on at 12:00.

I'll take the third.

All you've got to worry about is

staying away from those windows.

Especially at night.

You call me before you leave.

Excuse me.

Fire escape and the freeway.

The bad news, right?

Right. Want me to stay?

No. Go on home to your wife.

What shift?

Second.

If we work on the weekend,

we get two days off?

So long.

- Hi.

- Hi.

Is this the new fountain?

Fountain? All the client can

afford is a leaky faucet.

I thought that, money

didn't matter to artists.

It costs money to have a soul.

"Friction loss of

water in feet per

hundred feet. Length of pipe...

"Formula using

constant one-hundred

size of standard pipe in inches."

I want to use 600 gallons

of water per minute.

Now what's the velocity per

second of a five-inch pipe?

Oh.

Look to the extreme right.

Now go down the figures

until you find 600.

Got it.

Now go across until you find

the five-inch pipe column.

What does it say?

Nine point eight.

Now I want the loss in feet.

Feet, huh?

Well?

I lost my place. Nobody's perfect.

May I use your phone, please?

Good evening. Right this way.

- Here you go.

- Thank you.

- Yeah?

- Del?

Coffee Cantata. 931-0770.

- 931-0770.

- Right.

If a Sergeant Delgetti calls me...

would you be kind enough

to let me know right away?

- I certainly will.

- Thank you.

Yes?

Del. I'm coming off now.

Everything okay?

Yeah, sure.

Hey, hold it down, will you?

I'm sorry.

Anything for Stanton?

No, I'll see you tomorrow.

Who was it?

Del.

Something exciting?

Go to sleep.

Meaning you won't

tell me anything.

It's not for you, baby.

Anything you do is part of me.

Yeah?

Front desk. Two gentlemen.

Shall I send them up?

What are their names?

Hold on a minute.

Mr Chalmers and a friend.

Listen, tell them to wait.

And give me 421-7596.

- Frank?

- Yeah.

Chalmers is downstairs and another

man. They want to come up.

Chalmers, at one o'clock

in the morning?

No, don't let them in. I'll

be there in five minutes.

Please, away from the door.

Here are the latest

baseball scores, just in.

In the National League,

San Francisco Giants...

beat the Dodgers in both

ends of a double-header.

A 2-0 shutout in the twin-nighter

and 4-1 win in the nightcap.

No, wait...

Now look.

They told me...

Who is it?

Ross. Two guys. They got

him with a shotgun.

What about Stanton?

They got him in the leg.

They're bringing him down.

Stick with Ross.

Soon as the lab men get

out of 634, seal it.

- But seal it, Barney.

- Yes, sir.

How bad?

Bad. He's got a bleeder.

Door is not open.

Somebody screwed up.

They screwed up. The

door's not open.

Somebody put the bed in.

Stanton.

I know you're hurting.

But I've got to know, now.

The two men. Do you

remember anything?

Caucasian.

The one who fired, about

5 foot 10. White hair.

Gun, Winchester pump.

All I remember. Came in so fast.

Frank?

Chain was off. He

unlocked the door.

Who unlocked it?

Ross. Like he was

expecting someone.

How is my leg?

Hold on, Carl, we'll be there

in a couple of minutes.

Get out of the way.

To the right.

Let's go.

Scissors, Joe.

Somebody get the blood pressure.

Oxygen.

Can I have an APD pad?

Can you move your hand?

Say, do you want to

step out? Your buddy

is all right. His

leg should be okay.

Somebody get X-ray.

How's Stanton?

He'll be all right, but

he's busted up. Ross?

I don't know, Frank.

You better call Stanton's

wife and get her over here.

Okay.

Here you go.

What is it?

What's his blood pressure now?

Scissors.

It's down to 90 over 70.

Suture.

Scissors.

- Better let me tie this one.

- Okay.

Get some balm, please.

He's dropping. Pulse

is also going up, now.

What was it pre-op?

BP pre-op was 34 over 90.

Kahn, take this.

Now it's down to 90 over 70.

How much blood do you have?

We have four up here, and we've

ordered four more units.

How much have you given him?

We're starting the

first one right now.

I'd better bring you another one.

Mayo, please.

- This is the subclavian.

- Here's your wipe, Doctor.

Thank you, Deane.

What are his chances?

No more than 50-50.

We stopped the

haemorrhaging, but they

got some of the major

blood vessels.

Thank you, Doctor.

How is he doing?

Holding.

Stanton?

Okay. He's sleeping now.

I want to talk to you.

I got the report

back from the lab.

Nothing at the hotel.

How come they got in?

Ross got to the door, unhooked

the chain from the inside.

He let the killers in himself? Why

would he do a thing like that?

I'm waiting to ask him.

What about the setup? What

do you think about that?

Shotgun and a backup

man. Professionals.

Yep.

I had to call Chalmers.

And?

It didn't go down too good.

It's the main event for him.

You know, the Senate

subcommittee hearing.

He can't produce the big

surprise he promised everyone.

He may try to make up some

mileage by laying it on us.

Play it by the book from now on.

Does Chalmers run

the case, or do I?

All I'm interested in is results.

Do whatever you think is best.

I'll try to back you up.

Excuse me, sir. Are you the

policeman who hasn't eaten?

Yes, ma'am.

- Thank you.

- Surely.

Where is he?

How is he, Doctor?

As well as can be expected. He's

still under the anaesthesia.

I'm Walter Chalmers.

Is there any possibility

of my getting

a deposition from

Ross before Monday?

That's impossible to say at this

time. He may remain in shock.

I thank you for doing

all you can, Doctor.

Get the supervisor.

Now, what went wrong, Lieutenant?

- Who else knew where he was?

- What?

Who else knew where he was?

What are you implying?

They knew where to

look for him and

they used your name to get in.

Are you suggesting I

disclosed his whereabouts?

Somebody did.

And it didn't come from us.

That's hardly the issue.

Well, it certainly is.

I've got an officer with a family.

And he's shot up pretty bad.

And I've got a witness

who can't talk.

I want to know about Ross. What

was the deal you made with him?

Deal?

Lieutenant, don't try to

evade the responsibility.

In your parlance, you blew it.

You knew the significance

of his testimony.

Yet you failed to take adequate

measures to protect him.

So to you it was a job. No more.

Were it more, and you had the

dedication I was led to believe...

You believe what you want.

You work your side of the

street and I'll work mine.

Lieutenant, I shall

personally officiate

at your public crucifixion...

if Ross doesn't recover during

the course of the hearing...

so I can at least

present his deposition.

And, I assure you,

I shall not suffer

the consequence of

your incompetence.

And even if there wasn't any...

I'm rather certain I can prove

negligence on your part.

There may be another

attempt on his life.

I'll be back in the

morning, with my people.

Thank you, Doctor.

I'd like to have Dr

Willard replaced. I

think he's too young

and inexperienced.

I prefer my surgeon.

Inform the administrator.

But Dr Willard is one of our...

I'd like him replaced,

if you don't mind.

I'll report this to

our administrator.

Thank you very much.

Doctor?

A relative of mine, he's

here with a gunshot wound.

Could you please tell me

where I can find him?

Why don't you try at

the reception desk?

There's no one there.

He could be up on the second

floor in the emergency room.

Thanks, Doctor.

Yes?

Oh, Lieutenant. It's for you.

Thank you.

Yes?

Dr Kenner. This probably

isn't important...

but a man asked me whether

a relative of his...

with a gunshot wound

was in the hospital.

I thought you should

know about it.

Was he about 5 foot 10? Grey hair?

I'm afraid I told him that

he was on the second floor.

Thank you.

Delgetti.

Our man is in the building. He

was tipped where to find Ross.

- You take the ground floor, okay?

- Got it.

Get in Ross's room. Nobody in

except Dr Willard and the nurses.

There's a man down the stairs.

Polly, call Anesthesia and

bring the crash cart.

Doctor, there's a

cardiac arrest in ICU.

Get Delgetti. You and the

patrolman cover the lobby.

Okay.

I can't get a blood pressure.

Go.

Do you want to defibrillate again?

Not now. Not with that complex.

- How much bicarb?

- Fifteen.

Go ahead. Push it in.

- Do you want some lactose?

- Draw some up.

- Any pupillary reaction?

- No. Dilated.

Get some calcium up, too.

What's that now? What's he got?

No activity.

I need some more epinephrin.

Half a milligramme, please.

Doctor?

I need your help.

What is it?

I want this kept open.

If Chalmers finds out that Ross

died, he's going to fold this up.

And I want the man

that killed him.

I understand.

I don't want your head on a block.

I understand.

His chart could be misplaced.

You filed it. It's missing.

I'll take the responsibility.

All right.

Call the coroner's office. Tell

them to put Ross under a John Doe.

I want a private ambulance,

unmarked, and I want it quiet.

Okay.

Far as you go, Doctor.

Take it slow.

City morgue.

Let's go.

Fresh today.

See if Dr Willard is

still in the hospital.

Get Lieutenant Bullitt

on the phone.

I'm sorry, Joe. He's been

transferred to another room.

May I have an outside

line, please?

May I speak to your

supervisor, please?

I'm afraid she's

busy at the moment.

I'd be grateful if

you would tell her

that Chalmers wishes to see her.

Immediately. It's very urgent.

Yes, Mr Chalmers.

I'd like to speak with

Dr Willard, please.

Thank you.

Yes? Can I help you?

I wanted the other supervisor.

The night supervisor went

off duty an hour ago.

I'm Mrs Francis. May I help you?

You may, indeed.

There was a patient

here. His name is Johnny Ross.

And he seems to have, disappeared.

Disappeared?

He was in Intensive

Care, but there's no

record of his whereabouts

in the hospital.

That's impossible.

May I see his medical

chart, please?

I'm sorry but hospital

regulations...

It's an official police request.

Is it not, Captain Baker?

Yes, Captain. I'll

take care of it.

Thank you.

Excuse me, but Dr Willard

has gone off duty.

Call him at home.

Are you sure he's not there?

Do you have Dr

Willard's home number?

I'm sorry, but there has been...

some medical complication

as regard to my witness.

I'm afraid I'll have to forego

that bedside picture...

as much as it would've

compensated for

his inability to testify tomorrow.

But, in all decency, I can

hardly force the issue.

Does this mean your

surprise witness

won't be able to

make any statement?

The man was near death when

he was brought in here.

In view of the attempt

on his life...

I'm sure you can understand

my reasons for secrecy.

- Yeah, of course.

- Good to see you again.

Can't reach Lieutenant

Bullitt, either.

Keep trying.

I can't find Mr Ross's medical

chart. It's evidently

been misplaced.

- Or appropriated.

- Appropriated?

All right. I'll inform the

administrator. Thank

you very much.

I want a complete

list of the staff

who might've been involved...

in helping Bullitt spirit

Johnny Ross out of here.

I'm certain he grabbed my witness

for his personal aggrandisement.

- I'll lay odds on that.

- And find Ross.

I'll get on that right away.

Mr Chalmers, I have

Lieutenant Bullitt.

Where's my witness?

I've got him.

Where is he?

Are you going to tell me or not?

Well, I can't at the present time.

Captain Baker would like

to have a word with you.

Now, listen to me, Lieutenant.

Nail him. I want him written off.

No problem.

You want some breakfast?

Just coffee.

Thank you.

For what?

- Is it open?

- The door's open, sir.

Now think back to

the time the two of

them first came in

and you saw them.

Anything you can remember?

Like I said. They hit me before

I got a chance to look at them.

I don't remember nothing

about them. Nothing.

Start remembering.

I can't.

And that's the honest truth.

Delgetti, take him downtown.

Lieutenant, give him a chance,

will you? He's trying.

He's not trying hard enough.

It will come to him.

You're wasting your time.

Okay. Come on.

One thing about the

guy who hit me...

He had a square face.

There wasn't much light here.

They try to save on electricity.

Like this?

No. Thinner.

That's it.

Now it's coming back.

Let's go to the guy

in 634. No baggage?

That's right, sir.

- And he didn't store anything?

- No, sir.

He came in empty, which means

you gave him a good look-over.

Always do. They're the

ones I give the eye to.

Then you saw how he arrived?

Yes, sir. In a cab.

What line?

Sunshine Cab.

Now, the guy who hit

you. How old was he?

Oh, about 50.

What was his hair like?

Grey. Getting bald.

Bald on both sides.

That?

No, balder.

Am I helping you, sir?

I never had it so good.

His first stop was the Mark.

How long?

Not long.

Pull over there and wait.

- Hello.

- Eddy?

Dues time. I need some information

on a Johnny Ross. Chicago.

Give me half an hour.

Meet you at Enrico's.

Right.

- Two.

- Two what?

Calls. He called twice. The

second was long distance.

How do you know it

was long distance?

He put in a lot of change.

Good morning, Sam. I don't

believe I've had the pleasure.

This is Mr Chalmers.

My wife, Mrs Bennet.

My son, Paul. My son, Tony.

Tony, how are you?

Would you mind if I had just

a moment alone with Sam?

No, of course not.

Must be difficult raising

children in the world of today.

I presume Tony is a

college student.

Yes, that's right.

I can well imagine the

financial strain...

of sending a boy to the university

on the salary of a Captain.

But there's no reason why a

man with your potential...

shouldn't move right up,

given the right support.

My family is waiting

for me, Mr Chalmers.

Bullitt abducted my witness.

He removed him from the hospital.

As his superior

officer, I've given

him complete charge of the case.

If he's moving Ross around,

it's for a reason.

So you mean that you

would not order

him to reveal where

he's keeping Ross?

It's his case, Mr Chalmers.

Captain, I'm serving you with

a writ of habeas corpus...

making you responsible for

the delivery of Ross.

Duly observed...

you have received it.

Now I need that witness to

prove his very existence.

Excuse me, sir. Dad,

Mum is waiting.

Would you excuse us for

just another moment, Tony?

All right, son.

I do not choose to have people

accuse me of false promises...

for the sake of cheap

sensationalism...

or to be compromised by your

Lieutenant. Or castrated.

Wait for me. I won't be long.

According to my sources, the

Organisation, Chicago branch...

caught Johnny Ross with

his hands in the till.

They estimate he siphoned off...

about two million bucks while

operating their wire service.

The story is they tried to get rid

of him. Friday night. Chicago.

Chicago?

He got away unharmed. They believe

he's hiding here in town.

How old is this information, Eddy?

Four hours. They're looking

for him all over town, Frank.

They've staked out the

docks, the airport,

to keep him from

leaving the country.

Anyone else trying for a hit?

Haven't heard of any

such likelihood.

What about his brother, Pete?

In the clear.

Okay, Eddy. Thanks.

Anything I can do for you?

There is something.

Remember Zash-Zhoe? They

gave him three to five.

What is he in for?

Receiving stolen property.

I'll try.

Thanks, Frank.

- Here you go.

- Take care, Lieutenant.

What the hell is going on here?

A high-speed pursuit.

And two men are killed.

An officer in the

hospital. A witness

almost murdered.

I want to know what's happening,

and I want to know now.

Let's hear it straight.

Here's the report.

Now, a man like Chalmers could be

a great help to the Department.

He could speak for

us where it counts.

He could fight for us

in the legislature.

Now, you have got to

turn over his witness.

Where's Ross?

Tell him. That's an order.

He's dead.

Dead?

He died last night.

After you moved him?

Before. I've got him

downstairs under a John Doe.

You are sick.

Smuggling a dead man

out of a hospital.

And now two men killed who may

have had nothing to do with it.

The man I was chasing killed Ross.

How do you know? Did you see him?

Yes. He tried to nail

me with a shotgun.

A Winchester pump.

The radio report said the two men

were burned beyond recognition.

Now all he's got are two dead men.

It would never hold up in court.

I've got one lead. I

want to move on it.

"Miss Dorothy Simmons.

Thunderbolt Hotel. San Mateo."

Ross called her

person-to-person from

a phone booth in Union Square...

approximately nine hours

before he was killed.

So he called his girlfriend.

What does that prove?

This is Sunday. I'm

going to hold that

writ until we come to

work Monday morning.

Frank?

Go on. Get out.

Need a car.

Sorry, Lieutenant, there

are no cars left.

Ms Simmons doesn't answer.

What's her room number?

I'm sorry, we're not

allowed to give...

Front. Take this gentleman

to Room 114, please.

Hello, Del?

Yeah. Yeah.

It's a strangulation.

I thought I knew you.

But I'm not so sure any more.

Do you let anything reach you?

I mean, really reach you?

Or are you so used to it by now

that nothing really touches you?

You're living in a sewer, Frank.

Day after day.

That's where half of it is. And

we can't walk away from it.

I know it's there,

but I don't have

to be reminded of the whole thing.

The ugliness around us.

With you, living with

violence is a way of life,

violence and death.

How can you be part of it without

becoming more and more callous?

Your world is so far

from the one I know.

What will happen to us in time?

Time starts now.

- What do you got?

- Let's start with the cleaver.

One cleaver, approximately

eight inches in length.

Ms Simmons's baggage has just

arrived from the airport.

Okay.

Where is it?

- Here you go.

- One pair of gold shoes...

Where is it from?

San Mateo Thunderbolt Hotel.

- And who from?

- Simmons.

And what do we have?

One yellow metal locket.

Yellow metal watch.

Pearl necklace. Put

a hold on these.

Yes, sir.

We got a man here.

Dearborn Travel Agency

in Chicago. Rome.

Look at all this literature.

Rome?

What do you make out of that?

I thought she was alone.

She's got a guy, now.

New purse, still has

a price tag in it.

Give me a bag, Tony.

Everything is new. They

weren't even away.

- Passport?

- No passport. No tickets.

Yeah, I don't find

any tickets, either.

Bingo.

What've you got?

Great.

Albert E. Renick.

Then who the hell is Simmons?

Look how much money he's got.

Look at this.

Christ.

This guy is loaded.

Well, we've got a Renick.

Wonder who Renick is?

Look what I came up with.

Dorothy Renick.

Okay. Drop it in.

We're getting warm. A.R.

How does that grab you?

Give me a bag, Tony.

Fingerprints on this stuff.

Let's wrap it up.

- Thanks, John.

- Okay.

No tickets, no passport.

Call Immigration in

Chicago. Have them

wire Renick's passport

applications.

I'll get a fingerprint

check on Ross, huh?

Okay.

There are multiple gunshot wounds

on the left side of the face...

the left side of the neck at

about the left upper thorax.

These extend from the lateral

extent of the left eye...

and a portion of the left

orbit has been lacerated...

and aqueous humour protrudes

from the laceration.

There have been deep lacerations

in the immediate area.

And these have been approximated

by fine surgical sutures.

There are multiple

surgical incisions

about the left side of the face.

There is considerable haemorrhage

in these deep tissues...

and a number of surgical sutures

are present about this area.

There are entrances

into the sinuses...

and several pellets are found

located within this area.

There are also multiple

lacerations and

multiple gunshot

entrance wounds...

about the left side of the neck.

And similar wounds are found

on the left upper thorax.

Would you send up those

prints right away?

There's a soft rubber catheter

extending out through...

the lateral extent of the...

I understand that

Captain Bennet told

you, you had until

Monday morning...

to comply with my writ

of habeas corpus.

However, I want a

signed admission now...

that Ross died while he

was in your custody.

When I'm ready. Yes?

Your photographs are

coming through.

I'll be right up. Thank you.

I demand that signed

statement. Now.

Excuse me.

Is that the girl?

Yeah.

Ross.

Albert Edward Renick.

Used car salesman. Chicago.

Who is Renick?

He was the man who was

shot in the Hotel Daniels.

You sent us to guard the

wrong man, Mr Chalmers.

Mrs Dorothy Renick and

Mr Albert Renick...

have reservations on the seven

o'clock flight to Rome.

Separate tickets. Not confirmed.

And I got this

report from Chicago.

Renick has no record of

arrests. He's clean, Frank.

Ross took close to $2,000,000

from the Organisation.

And he set Renick up to

get the heat off him.

Then he killed Renick's

wife to shut her up.

San Francisco Homicide.

Do you have a Mr Renick on the

seven o'clock flight for Rome?

He confirmed his flight

a half hour ago.

Did he check in yet?

Not here, but he could do that at

the gate. Shall I call Security?

Call the gate. Have them recheck

all the passports. Which gate?

Seventy-three.

Good evening, ladies

and gentlemen.

Clipper Flight 110 is

now ready for boarding.

We hope you have a

pleasant flight and

thank you for choosing

Pan American.

No smoking, please,

beyond this point.

Would you please

have your passports

available for inspection...

as you pass through

the departure gate?

Pardon me.

And you're with the

tour, too, are you?

There are other

girls ahead of you.

Step right on through.

Passenger Service.

Can I help you, sir?

Do you have a Renick, an Albert

E. Renick, Flight 124 to London?

What?

Thank you. At the last minute, on

a Rome ticket. Flight Control.

Ladies and gentlemen, we have just

been instructed to

return to the gate.

For your safety, please

remain seated...

until the aircraft has

come to a complete stop.

We anticipate only a short delay.

However, all passengers are

requested to disembark...

and remain in the departure

lounge. Thank you.

He's still my witness.

I'll be delighted to let you have

him after he testifies tomorrow.

The Organisation.

Several murders.

Could do us both a

great deal of good.

Look, Chalmers, let's understand

each other. I don't like you.

Come on now, don't be

naive, Lieutenant.

We both know how careers are made.

Integrity is something

you sell to the public.

You sell whatever you want, but

don't sell it here, tonight.

- Frank, we must all compromise.

- Bullshit.

Get the hell out of here. Now.

How long will we be delayed?

Just about 45 minutes.

Won't be long.

Get me the security guard.

Ticket, please.

All right. Get back. Get back.

Wonder who he was? What he did?

I heard the shot all

the way down the hall.

He's a cop. That's what he is.

Let's get back. Let's get back.

Let's keep the area clear.

Now, ladies, you don't

want to see this now.