Baretta (1975–1978): Season 1, Episode 11 - The Secret of Terry Lake - full transcript
Don't thank me.
I don't like you.
You're going out on the
streets, but look for me.
You're on borrowed
time, you hear me?
How can I give you
more time?! I understand.
But we've got a chance to bust
all of them. Give me four days.
You're not taking my son out
of school. I'm not gonna let you.
Only until you testify.
In other words, kidnap.
Any false statements you
may make to protect Mr. Marcos
will make you liable to
criminal prosecution...
On charges of murder. Murder?
If I'm sent up, I'm a dead man.
I don't know if you're telling
the truth about the rest of it,
but you're right about that.
Well?
Hold it, George, right there.
Spread 'em. Ah, Baretta,
what's the matter now?
Put 'em back here.
You're under arrest for
the murder of Jake Creel.
Jake is dead?
If he's murdered, that
means he's dead, dummy!
When did this happen?
3:30 this afternoon. I
couldn't have done it.
I was with my old lady
from 9:00 in the morning.
I wouldn't kill him. He's
like my old man to me.
He was like your old man? Yeah.
How come you were
number one in his organization
and he busted you
down to errand boy
if he was like an
old man to you?
This happened months ago. Yeah?
Me and Jake, we been
together for 15 years.
I don't even believe he's dead.
Well, you better
start believing it.
Change your mind about that
lawyer, hear what I'm saying?
I won't need a lawyer.
My old lady is my alibi.
Yeah? Yeah.
I spent the day with her.
Miss Lake?
Yes. Come in.
Would you sit down
over here, please?
Would you care for a cup
of coffee? No, thank you.
I'm Inspector Karl Shiller.
Would you state your
name, please? Terry Lake.
Now, you're here to make
a statement concerning
the whereabouts of George
Marcos this afternoon.
Do you know George Marcos?
Yes. Miss Lake, a
transcript is going to be made
of this interview and you're
going to be asked to sign it.
I want to warn you, any
false statements you make
to protect Mr. Marcos
will make you liable
to criminal prosecution
on charges of perjury
and as an accessory before
and after the fact to murder.
Now, do you understand that?
Murder? That's right.
Now, do you understand
what I've said?
Yes. Yes.
All right, now I want you
to answer this question.
Was George Marcos
with you at any time
during this afternoon?
No, he was not. He
was not with you?
No, he was not with me.
He was at my house
this morning at about 9:30
and he stayed for an hour
and then he had to leave.
Then he called at about 5:00
and said that he
had some business,
but he had taken
care of the business,
and he wanted to
take me out to dinner
so I waited around for
him and he never arrived.
When Mr. Marcos was
talking to you on the telephone,
did he sound nervous
or upset or excited?
No.
Anything else you
want to add? No.
All right.
Thank you, that's all.
♪ You've been on time ♪
♪ But you're gonna
pay your dues... ♪
Hey, dummy. Answer the phone.
♪ And you're gonna
pay your dues... ♪
Hello? Shiller: Baretta?
Tony, you there?
Thanks, partner. Baretta?
Yeah, hello?
No, that's a cousin
of mine from Philly.
What do you want?
He wants to talk now?
What is he, nuts or what?
Give him a shot of
something. Put him to sleep.
Oh, you guys, man!
Thanks a lot.
All right, I'll be right over.
I was framed.
Huh. Ain't we all, sweetheart?
It's 2:30 in the morning and
you tell me you were framed?
Take a cab, Charlie.
You better have a good story.
Baretta, I was with her.
She's my old lady, we
been tight for months.
It was her day off. We're
always together on her day off.
Ain't that fascinating? We got a
half a dozen witnesses that put you
at the scene of the crime
with the rifle in your hand,
your clothes on, your
car, your license plate...
Bull, Baretta, I was with her!
From 9:00 in the morning!
Happy days, he was with her.
It's a setup! I know
who's behind it! Terrific!
Baretta, you're the only
cop with guts enough
and brains enough to believe me.
Will you just hear
me out one moment?
I'm listening. Creel's dead.
With Creel gone, who
takes over his action?
The other outfit... Danell.
That's right, Danell.
I'll tell you something.
It bugged Danell
that Creel was getting
all the ink in the paper,
that Creel had a lock on
the transportation dispute.
Creel got the construction contracts
when the building codes were revised.
So what? Who cares?
Danell and Creel
couldn't hit it off!
They couldn't work
with each other.
Danell went to the Commission,
asked for a special meeting.
You know what the
"Commission" is?
Yeah, I know the
Commission. Go on.
The Commission
ruled against Danell,
and what the
Commission says is law.
The Commission
went against Danell?
Mm-mm.
They got too much at stake to
allow one mob to go against another.
The Commission is there to
make everything go smooth.
I'm telling you,
Danell hit Creel,
and what do you think the
Commission would do if they knew that?
They'd take Danell
out. That's right.
That's why Danell
had to make the hit look
like it came from within Creel's
organization... make it look airtight.
Scratch Creel, Danell inherits;
scratch Danell and the
whole thing could come apart.
Ah, now we come
to what's in it for you.
I get you off the hook, the Commission
drops Danell right in my lap, huh?
Baretta, if you prove
that I was framed,
you blow holes in
that organization.
Yeah...
but we're missing
in one area... the girl.
What's she doing all this for?
She's making all
this kind of mess.
Do you know what
could happen to her?
She could get knocked off for
making this trouble. For what?
What's she doing it for? I
don't know about her, man.
Oh, you don't know about her.
I wish I had her right here.
I'd grab her by the neck to
find out. Yeah, sure, okay.
All right.
Maybe they got something on her.
You find out what that is,
maybe you got the
key to the whole thing.
Maybe.
Baretta? It's interesting.
Interesting.
I'm gonna get into it tomorrow.
Baretta? Yeah?
If I'm sent up...
I'm a dead man.
I don't know if you're telling
the truth about the rest of it,
but you're right about that.
You're right. Get some sleep.
Charlie? Put this guy to bed.
Freddie, why would
a guy like Marcos lie?
He told me enough to
get himself snuffed for sure
and if he was gonna lie, why
would he tell me a story like that?
Then there's Danell...
a lot of ambition there.
I'm sure he wanted to
see Creel out of the way.
And if he did,
that's how he'd do it.
He'd set up some
guy like Marcos...
Set him up good.
Then on the other
hand, a guy like Marcos,
he knows how to kill people.
Why would he go
running around with a rifle
so a lot of witnesses
could see him?
You know what, my man?
You're gonna have to stay here
and take a nap for both of us,
'cause I got a little biz.
One on the ground
floor is very nice,
Mr...? Billy.
"Ramblin' Jersey Bill"
Peaches is what they call me.
There is a cleaning fee,
and I'd want an extra
month's rent in advance.
Baretta: No problem at all.
You know we pay all utilities.
And the damage
deposit is refundable
if you leave everything
the way you found it.
Mr. Potter, my
disposal unit is broken.
Could you fix it?
I'm sorry to hear that.
Sweet William is
the name. Jersey Bill.
He's a songwriter, Miss Lake.
Rhythm and blues, by trade.
Would you like to
hear just a smidgen?
Well no, I can't,
I'm late for work.
I'm gonna have to go.
I'll take care of that
disposal for you.
Thank you very much. Good
to meet you, "Sweet William."
Very nice to meet you, and
I'm sorry to hear about your unit.
That's a real nice lady.
She's a singer, too.
She's a singer? We
have a full kitchen here
and a disposal... Hold on, young
man, the negotiations are over.
I'll take it.
You didn't tell me this was going
to be murder. So now you know.
Did it go all right
with the cops?
It went fine. Getting nervous?
Don't. You made an agreement.
Do you want to get your
money and be alive to spend it?
I'm in it to the end, all right?
Baretta singing: ♪
Honey, how long? ♪
♪ Babe, how long? ♪
♪ Honey, babe,
how long is love? ♪
♪ How long? ♪
♪ Babe, how long ♪
♪ Has that evenin'
train been gone? ♪
♪ How long? ♪
♪ Babe, how long...? ♪
Hey, Foley, it's Baretta.
Never mind why I'm
whispering, dummy.
I want you to check on a
chick named Terry Lake.
Get me anything you
can on a bank account.
Yeah, yeah, all over town.
All right.
Now, I want you also to check
on a joint on 11th
Street named "Remo's."
See about the owner... If
there's any kinda connection
between Jake Creel
or Danell in that club.
All right, you got it now?
No, you don't have
to repeat it back to me.
Remember, I'm asking for
bananas, don't bring peaches.
All right, goodbye.
♪ I said someday ♪
♪ The worm would turn ♪
♪ This is a lesson ♪
♪ That you've got to learn ♪
♪ Now it's time for you ♪
♪ To pay your dues ♪
♪ And it's time for you ♪
♪ To have your blues ♪
♪ Get away... ♪
Mimi, let me use your phone.
Why don't you use
your own phone?
I'm lonely. Besides,
ain't nothing to look at
in that ol' hole of
mine over there.
Yes... may I speak
to Terry Lake, please?
She isn't?
Oh, her day off.
Well, thank you very much.
Hmm. Hmm-hmm.
Very interesting. Mimi, my dove,
I got this girl, Terry Lake.
I know she's running scared
yet, here she keeps two jobs,
just like clockwork... no
interruptions, nothing, everything's cool.
All of a sudden, this morning
she disappears from
me and I can't find her.
What does your...
"feminine framus"
tell you is going on?
She's probably tired
of you hanging around.
Oh, thank you.
Have some banana cake.
Thank you.
Oh, have you read the papers?
No, I haven't read the papers,
but I did see Terry Lake
talking to a very
interesting weasel
named Ryan.
That's also fascinating.
That's terrific.
Foley, Baretta.
What do you got for me?
Wow! Thank you.
Huh.
What's the Organized
Crime number?
1-4-1-5.
What's so interesting
in the papers?
George Marcos' trial date is set
and you have
approximately three weeks.
Ha! Oh.
Terry Lake has got
25 G's in the bank.
Now, if I had 25
G's in the bank,
I would not have two jobs...
I damn sure would
not have one job.
You and me would be in the
Bahamas, sucking on coconuts.
What's that number? 1-4-1-5.
1-4-1-5.
Hello, Jason? Tony Baretta.
What do you got on that club?
Zilch, huh?
Ah, fascinating. So
what? So we struck out.
I'm going to throw
a name at you.
Ryan... Alvin Ryan.
Yeah, small-timer
in the rackets...
He did? This gets more
interesting all the time.
Never mind what I'm talking
about 'cause I don't know.
Danell just moved Ryan
up to the number two spot
in his organization.
Mimi, I don't
understand any of this,
but the whole thing
is getting' fascinating.
It's about time.
Ummm.
You taste good, like
banana cake should.
Woman: ♪ My funny valentine ♪
♪ Sweet, comic valentine ♪
♪ You make me smile ♪
♪ With my heart ♪
♪ Your looks are laughable ♪
♪ Unphotographable ♪
♪ Yet, you're my
favorite work of art ♪
♪ Is your figure
less than Greek? ♪
♪ Is your mouth ♪
♪ A little weak ♪
♪ When you open it to speak? ♪
♪ Are you smart? ♪
♪ Don't change a hair for me ♪
♪ Not if you really
care for me ♪
♪ Stay little valentine ♪
♪ Stay ♪
♪ Each day is Valentine's Day. ♪
Hello, there! Oh,
hi, Ramblin' Jersey...
Just call me Sweet William.
They call me that sometimes.
I hope you're not mad at
me. I just had to drop by.
Mr. Potter told me
where you worked.
Mr. Potter is a gossip.
When he told me
you were a singer,
I had to see what kind of notes
would come out of that kind of machine.
Like my ol' man
always used to say,
if you wanna know the
fiddle, just listen to the tune.
You're fiddle's in pretty good
shape. Can I buy you a drink?
No, not really, I'm
gonna have to go.
Stay for a minute because...
I wanted to have a professional
talk with you, being a singer myself.
When I sing, usually I
use a Midwestern accent
when I get my tunes going.
Sometimes I think I
ought to sing the way I talk.
What's your opinion on that?
I've heard your
singing... Uh-huh.
Why don't you try
a foreign language?
You're teasing me,
aren't you? No, I'm not.
Say, my singing doesn't
bother you does it?
No, I'm hardly ever home. You like
some of the songs I write, though?
Yeah, your songs
are... they're good,
but they're just...
They're not my style.
Not quite my style. What's
that guy waving at, me or you?
That's my boss.
I have to go now.
Well, you come back.
I got a lot of different
styles. I'll come back.
Have a banana daiquiri and
we'll talk the whole thing over.
Hi, there, sugar!
How's your jukebox?
My jukebox is fine, thank you.
My car won't start.
Your car won't start?
Ol' Sweet William has been
known to have the hands
of a brain surgeon. Let
me do a little research.
From letter A to
letter B... ah-ha!
Seems like somebody
ate your distributor cap.
I know you don't know
what I'm talking about,
but if you don't replace it,
your car won't start at all.
That's great! How am I
supposed to get to work?
Well now, why don't you just
climb up on my Pinto with me.
I'll not only take you to work,
but I'll buy you a little
lunch in the bargain.
Is that thing of yours safe?
My motorcycle's safe... Hop on.
Terry: Where'd you say
you were from, Ramblin'?
Actually, I'm from New Jersey.
Nutley, New Jersey is where I'm from,
but at a very early age,
I got the rambling fever.
So I picked up a guitar
instead of driving a truck
on account of it's easier to drive a
guitar. I've been rambling ever since.
You make a living as a singer?
Darling, actually I just make
my living off the fat of the land.
I lay there and
let it come to me.
Talking about working...
You're a real stroker yourself.
You keep two jobs, huh? All
work and no play makes jack.
Yeah, but I hate to see
you working so hard.
I just live life on the natch,
and I ain't as pretty as you.
I wanna go to Europe
and I wanna go in style.
And I like to work...
I like my job at the club.
You get ready to go to Europe,
this minstrel man will
carry your bags for you.
How's that? I never made
that scene before. Okay.
They only give me half an
hour for lunch. Oh, yeah?
Let's get going.
You fixed my car, you
don't have to buy lunch.
If we're going to Europe,
you got to save your nickels.
Come on.
I'll tell you what. What?
You go ahead and go to work,
I'm gonna stay here awhile.
Your enhancing charm,
wit, poise and personality
has inspired me to write a tune,
and I'm just gonna sit down
and whip it out on a napkin.
I'll see you later. Bye bye.
Bye bye.
Sit down a minute! Who do
you think you're pushing around?
Seen one of these before?
Look what I'm showing you.
Sit down! Don't get nervous.
I want to talk to your
boss, Joe "The Hammer."
You tell him Tony Baretta,
Detective Tony Baretta,
is working on something
he's interested in.
You understand what I'm
saying? Yeah, I understand.
All right. Tell your
girlfriend, don't be so tense.
Hi, Joe.
Long time, Baretta.
It's been a while.
You wanna talk?
Yeah.
I think we got business
together. Move, Charlie.
I wanna talk to you about
the Commission, Joe.
I'm just a carpenter, Baretta. That's
why they call me Joe "The Hammer."
Yeah, sure.
Somebody iced Jake Creel.
That's good.
The cops picked the right man.
He deserves whatever he gets.
What if I told you
he was set up?
He's a patsy. You saying he was?
I'm saying I ain't wasting your
time and I ain't wasting mine.
You prove it to me
that he's innocent.
Them gunsels you got
following me around,
call 'em off. Let
me work by myself.
Danell's got some
guys watching a broad,
and your guys could
gum up everything.
Let me work alone, okay?
You got all the answers, huh?
I ain't got no answers yet. If I
did, you'd be the first to know.
Charlie, pull over.
Tell the Commission I got
their best interests at heart.
Baretta. Yeah?
You keep in touch.
All right.
Hi, Terry. Billy!
Yeah, well, I gotta
tell you something.
What? My name ain't Peaches.
It's Tony Baretta. I been following
you around for three weeks
and I ain't no
singer. I'm a cop.
Let me out! It's all right,
darling. Nobody knows I'm here.
There's no other
cops here, you're safe.
You don't know what you're
talking about! Yes, I do.
There's a blind
kid in that school.
You went to visit him.
You don't need money
for a trip to Europe.
You got enough money to
go around the world twice.
You got 25 G's in the bank.
I'm trying to help you,
but you gotta level with me.
That little kid... He's
your son, ain't he?
Yeah, he's my son.
He wasn't always blind. He
knows what it's like to see.
And the money
you need is... is...
That's for Tommy. They
told me that there was
a doctor in Barcelona
who could do an operation
that would make him see again,
and it's gonna cost me $50,000.
$50,000. Does Danell
know about that?
Danell? Who's Danell?
Nobody knows about Tommy.
Nobody knows about me.
My name's not Terry Lake.
I moved to the city.
I was willing to become a prostitute
if that's what it took to get money.
I didn't know there was
going to be a murder.
You didn't know?
No, I didn't know.
All right, maybe
you didn't know,
but you know now, and that makes
you an accessory after the fact...
I told the truth! You
did not tell the truth!
You were with Marcos
that day. You're lying.
That makes you an
accomplice in a murder rap!
You can go to the pen, you
hear what I'm telling you?
What kind of mother are
you gonna be in the joint?
What's gonna happen to Tommy?
Who's gonna restore his
eyes, pay for his school?
How much did they offer you?
A lot. What's "a lot"? How much?
I don't know, they said it
was worth millions to them
if they could get him
out of the way for a while.
They never wanted him
out of the way "for a while."
They set Jake Creel up for
a hit right from the beginning.
That makes it a murder. You
didn't have to go through with it.
Look, I didn't know someone
was going to be murdered.
I tried to get out of
it when I found out
and then they said
they were gonna kill me.
Don't you see? I
had to do it! I had to!
I'm sorry.
I ain't got no handkerchief.
You got something in your bag?
No, I'll go. Oh, okay.
You have a problem you
can't talk about on the phone?
There's a cop following me.
Did you talk to him? I had to.
What did you say? I
didn't tell him anything.
I got very frightened,
so I called you for help.
That's good. Get in the car.
I can't answer that one, boss.
I had her one day, the
next day she's gone.
She disappeared someplace.
We haven't got the girl but
we have got her statement.
That gives us a case.
What do you want me to do?
I want you to give me
a couple more days.
She loves that kid more than
anything in this whole world.
I stake myself in front
of that blind kids' school,
three or four days, she's
gotta show and we got her!
This is not the only case
we have on the docket.
How can I give you more time?
I understand that, but we
got a chance to bust all of 'em.
Give me four days. I
promise you I'll bring her in.
"Promise." Ha. You promise, huh?
Terry! How are you?
Come on, come on in.
How about a drink, huh?
I'll have some sherry.
Ryan, get Terry a
nice sherry, will you?
So how you been? Everything
all right? Been comfortable?
I haven't complained, have I?
No, no never.
You've been just
good. Absolutely good.
It's me. I get a little worried.
I want you to stay here
until the trial. That's all.
That really doesn't
seem necessary to me.
It's just protection.
Protection for you
and protection for me.
I'm committed! I'm in
this thing to the end.
Okay.
I've been having your mail picked
up. Some I want you to answer.
Mail? What mail?
I want everything to
look nice and normal.
What letters? Well, this one.
Just a plain envelope,
no return address.
So I opened it. It's
a bill, a statement.
Steiner School for the Blind.
I got curious,
Terry. I opened it
and I had to follow it through.
I can't tell you how
sorry I am about your kid.
I understand there's
this big doctor in Spain...
He can fix him up
maybe to see again,
is that right? That's right.
Why didn't you come to me?
You could've come to
me, you could've told me.
Didn't you think I'd
have feelings about this?
Because it is a private matter.
It's none of your business.
A private matter,
sure, I can understand.
But we had an agreement,
me and you, Terry.
That takes mutual trust,
there's too much at stake!
What else are you
holding out on me?
Nothing! Will you
take my word for it?
All right, I'll take
your word for it.
But I'm gonna protect it,
and you can understand that.
I had this letter
typed up for you.
I want you to sign it
and we'll put it in the mail.
You're not taking my son out
of school. I'm not gonna let you.
What's the harm? It's
only until you testify.
In other words kidnap.
Don't use those words.
That's for the boy's protection!
Terry,
terrible accidents
sometimes happen
if you can't see them coming.
Will you bring my son to me?
No, I can't do that. For the
boy's protection, it isn't right.
We'll find a nice
safe place for him.
When the verdict's
in, you'll be together.
It'll be a short trial,
and you'll get all the dough
you got coming to you.
Then you can take your kid
away and get him all fixed up.
Now, come on, sign the letter.
Tomorrow you can call
the school, confirm it,
and talk to your boy
on the telephone.
Terry,
that boy'll be very happy
to hear his mother's voice.
Baretta: You get 'em yourself.
You like taste of tomato? I
gonna give you a taste of tomato
just in your mouth
like you never believe.
You take the bag, please,
I be back in five minutes.
You get a tomato,
I come right back.
Excuse, please, one minute. I
got some banana over here...
Hold it, Ryan, I want to
talk to you for a second.
You son of a...
Don't move a lot or I'm
gonna hurt you a lot, all right?
I'm the fuzz. I talked to the
school. I know why you're here.
Give me that letter.
"My good friend, Mr. Ryan,
given the power of authority
in the best
interests of my son."
She really signed this, huh?
If she didn't I got
you on forgery.
Either way, I think I
got you on kidnapping.
Now you're gonna do time.
Now where is she? Is she all right?
Don't answer that. I
didn't read you your rights.
I don't wanna hear no
lies. All I want from you is
your clothes and your name
so I can go and get that kid.
Come on, dear, get undressed.
Don't get cute. I
ain't in the mood.
Get up.
Behind them trees.
Baretta: What are we
dancing around for?
You got the phone number,
give me the address!
It ain't like we don't
do this every day.
All right, Sarge. Can I
talk to my mommy now?
Hang on a second, partner.
Let me get this nonsense done.
Yeah.
900 Grand Ave. Terrific.
Okay, thanks. Come
on over here, Tommy.
Sit your bones down there.
Now, I'm gonna dial your
mother's phone number.
Remember, we're
playing a game, right?
Yeah, hi, there. This is Ryan.
We got the kid and
everything's okay.
Yeah, he's with me now.
He wants to talk
to his old lady.
What do you mean?
He's nine years old.
I don't want him
bawling and going nuts.
Put the old lady on.
All right.
Remember the
game now, pal. Okay.
Tommy? Hello?
Hello, darling,
are you all right?
I'm all right.
Are you all right?
Yeah, I'm fine.
It's so good to talk to you.
I have a message.
What is it, darling?
Doctor Peaches says to tell you
that everything
is going be okay.
That's just fine, dear.
Now you be a good boy, okay?
And tell Dr. Peaches
thank you. I will.
I love you, Mommy.
I love you, too, Tommy.
Bye, bye.
Goodbye, Mom.
Terrific, man. You're
either gonna make
a great hood or a great cop.
Come on back over
to Chicken Soup Lady.
Don't beat her again.
You'll get her feelings hurt.
Give him a chili dog,
or something. Sure.
Come on over here.
Listen, lock this door
and don't open it for
nobody, understand?
Oh, come on. Of course I won't.
Take my master. Bye bye.
Take care.
Baretta, it's too risky. We're
gonna take the place right now!
What if he kills her?
That sweet little boy ain't
got a mother no more?
Besides, without her
testimony, you ain't got a case.
Bad joke. I'm sorry,
boss. Give me a break.
You want to go in there alone?
Yeah, I'll get her out.
I promise you I will.
20 minutes.
You got it.
Don't worry, Fred can't
live without me. I'll be back.
The broad's acting
strange, boss.
Prowling around in her room,
turning her lights on and off.
She'll get over it.
I'm worried she's gonna
try and get to the kid.
Well, watch her.
Hey! Where are you going?
What happened? Power
failure or something.
Wait inside. I don't
wanna wait in there alone.
So I'll wait in there with you.
Hey! Who is it? It's okay.
The electricity just
went out, that's all.
We already called
the power company.
They're gonna get
some "jimokes" over here.
If they don't come,
we'll call the cops, huh?
Hi! I'm Dr. Peaches
come to pay a house call.
Let's go! I can't go with you!
What are you talking about?
What do you mean... shh!
Get in there.
Get in there!
What are you gonna do?
Stay here and stick to your lies?
You'll get your kid
back. We can't keep him.
Danell will get off the
hook. Is this what you want?
And the rest of your life... If I go,
they're gonna kill me and my child!
Shh! Shut up! No they
won't. I promise you.
If you have the courage to get
on the stand and tell the truth,
we'll nail Danell and those
suckers that work with him.
Sure, you're gonna
have problems.
We'll give you a city
to live in, a name.
More than that, we'll give
your little boy a mother.
When he can see again,
he'll see a mommy that
loved him and stood up for him.
Come on with me, sugar.
Hold your fire!
Shiller: Danell,
this is the police!
The building is surrounded!
Danell: We're coming
out, don't shoot!
Hey, Joe. This is Tony Baretta.
Marcos was innocent.
Danell had Creel knocked off.
You'll read about it
in the paper tomorrow.
Yeah, we got Danell.
Well, listen. There
is something...
I want to talk to you about.
There's a little blind boy.
You don't owe me, but
I figure you owe him.
You got it. Goodbye.
Hey, Baretta. What's
going on? You're sprung.
Terry Lake cleared you.
But don't go looking for her,
because she's out of town
and don't wanna see you.
Let me tell you
something else...
Don't thank me,
'cause I don't like you.
You're going out on the
streets, but be looking for me...
'cause you're on borrowed
time, you hear me?
Thanks, Baretta. Yeah, sure.
Hi, gang.
I guess it's time
to say goodbye.
It sure is, partner.
I'm gonna miss you.
Listen, go over there,
Fred's calling you.
Mumble with him
for a while, okay?
I'd sure like to take
Fred with me. What?!
Come here.
Look in this envelope.
That's a little present,
courtesy of the DA.
That's your new identity.
A birth certificate. Yeah.
Can I get a passport with this?
Works better than a real one.
You see, the DA figured
it took quite a bit of class
to step out the way you
did, and I agree with him.
So they got together
that dossier for you.
There's money in there, too.
And they asked me to tell you
that Seattle might
be a good place to go.
Not Seattle, Barcelona. I got
this in the mail this morning.
What is this? Pray tell.
25 G's!
You got a rich uncle someplace.
If you see my rich uncle,
will you tell him I love him?
Yeah. I sure will.
I sure wish you could
come with me, Fred.
What?! Why, you couldn't
separate Fred from this old salt
anymore than you
could take a little boy
away from his mommy.
Put your head
here and rest for me.
Attaboy!
How do you feel about
Tommy going? That's okay, huh?
How 'bout his mommy?
Do you want 'em to stay? Huh?
Wave goodbye to 'em.
Wave goodbye to 'em!
Wait, Tommy can't see
now, so you gotta talk.
Say goodbye, say goodbye!
Hello!
Not hello, you dumb
bird! Say goodbye.
Now, say goodbye!
He don't like to say
goodbye to nobody.
I don't like you.
You're going out on the
streets, but look for me.
You're on borrowed
time, you hear me?
How can I give you
more time?! I understand.
But we've got a chance to bust
all of them. Give me four days.
You're not taking my son out
of school. I'm not gonna let you.
Only until you testify.
In other words, kidnap.
Any false statements you
may make to protect Mr. Marcos
will make you liable to
criminal prosecution...
On charges of murder. Murder?
If I'm sent up, I'm a dead man.
I don't know if you're telling
the truth about the rest of it,
but you're right about that.
Well?
Hold it, George, right there.
Spread 'em. Ah, Baretta,
what's the matter now?
Put 'em back here.
You're under arrest for
the murder of Jake Creel.
Jake is dead?
If he's murdered, that
means he's dead, dummy!
When did this happen?
3:30 this afternoon. I
couldn't have done it.
I was with my old lady
from 9:00 in the morning.
I wouldn't kill him. He's
like my old man to me.
He was like your old man? Yeah.
How come you were
number one in his organization
and he busted you
down to errand boy
if he was like an
old man to you?
This happened months ago. Yeah?
Me and Jake, we been
together for 15 years.
I don't even believe he's dead.
Well, you better
start believing it.
Change your mind about that
lawyer, hear what I'm saying?
I won't need a lawyer.
My old lady is my alibi.
Yeah? Yeah.
I spent the day with her.
Miss Lake?
Yes. Come in.
Would you sit down
over here, please?
Would you care for a cup
of coffee? No, thank you.
I'm Inspector Karl Shiller.
Would you state your
name, please? Terry Lake.
Now, you're here to make
a statement concerning
the whereabouts of George
Marcos this afternoon.
Do you know George Marcos?
Yes. Miss Lake, a
transcript is going to be made
of this interview and you're
going to be asked to sign it.
I want to warn you, any
false statements you make
to protect Mr. Marcos
will make you liable
to criminal prosecution
on charges of perjury
and as an accessory before
and after the fact to murder.
Now, do you understand that?
Murder? That's right.
Now, do you understand
what I've said?
Yes. Yes.
All right, now I want you
to answer this question.
Was George Marcos
with you at any time
during this afternoon?
No, he was not. He
was not with you?
No, he was not with me.
He was at my house
this morning at about 9:30
and he stayed for an hour
and then he had to leave.
Then he called at about 5:00
and said that he
had some business,
but he had taken
care of the business,
and he wanted to
take me out to dinner
so I waited around for
him and he never arrived.
When Mr. Marcos was
talking to you on the telephone,
did he sound nervous
or upset or excited?
No.
Anything else you
want to add? No.
All right.
Thank you, that's all.
♪ You've been on time ♪
♪ But you're gonna
pay your dues... ♪
Hey, dummy. Answer the phone.
♪ And you're gonna
pay your dues... ♪
Hello? Shiller: Baretta?
Tony, you there?
Thanks, partner. Baretta?
Yeah, hello?
No, that's a cousin
of mine from Philly.
What do you want?
He wants to talk now?
What is he, nuts or what?
Give him a shot of
something. Put him to sleep.
Oh, you guys, man!
Thanks a lot.
All right, I'll be right over.
I was framed.
Huh. Ain't we all, sweetheart?
It's 2:30 in the morning and
you tell me you were framed?
Take a cab, Charlie.
You better have a good story.
Baretta, I was with her.
She's my old lady, we
been tight for months.
It was her day off. We're
always together on her day off.
Ain't that fascinating? We got a
half a dozen witnesses that put you
at the scene of the crime
with the rifle in your hand,
your clothes on, your
car, your license plate...
Bull, Baretta, I was with her!
From 9:00 in the morning!
Happy days, he was with her.
It's a setup! I know
who's behind it! Terrific!
Baretta, you're the only
cop with guts enough
and brains enough to believe me.
Will you just hear
me out one moment?
I'm listening. Creel's dead.
With Creel gone, who
takes over his action?
The other outfit... Danell.
That's right, Danell.
I'll tell you something.
It bugged Danell
that Creel was getting
all the ink in the paper,
that Creel had a lock on
the transportation dispute.
Creel got the construction contracts
when the building codes were revised.
So what? Who cares?
Danell and Creel
couldn't hit it off!
They couldn't work
with each other.
Danell went to the Commission,
asked for a special meeting.
You know what the
"Commission" is?
Yeah, I know the
Commission. Go on.
The Commission
ruled against Danell,
and what the
Commission says is law.
The Commission
went against Danell?
Mm-mm.
They got too much at stake to
allow one mob to go against another.
The Commission is there to
make everything go smooth.
I'm telling you,
Danell hit Creel,
and what do you think the
Commission would do if they knew that?
They'd take Danell
out. That's right.
That's why Danell
had to make the hit look
like it came from within Creel's
organization... make it look airtight.
Scratch Creel, Danell inherits;
scratch Danell and the
whole thing could come apart.
Ah, now we come
to what's in it for you.
I get you off the hook, the Commission
drops Danell right in my lap, huh?
Baretta, if you prove
that I was framed,
you blow holes in
that organization.
Yeah...
but we're missing
in one area... the girl.
What's she doing all this for?
She's making all
this kind of mess.
Do you know what
could happen to her?
She could get knocked off for
making this trouble. For what?
What's she doing it for? I
don't know about her, man.
Oh, you don't know about her.
I wish I had her right here.
I'd grab her by the neck to
find out. Yeah, sure, okay.
All right.
Maybe they got something on her.
You find out what that is,
maybe you got the
key to the whole thing.
Maybe.
Baretta? It's interesting.
Interesting.
I'm gonna get into it tomorrow.
Baretta? Yeah?
If I'm sent up...
I'm a dead man.
I don't know if you're telling
the truth about the rest of it,
but you're right about that.
You're right. Get some sleep.
Charlie? Put this guy to bed.
Freddie, why would
a guy like Marcos lie?
He told me enough to
get himself snuffed for sure
and if he was gonna lie, why
would he tell me a story like that?
Then there's Danell...
a lot of ambition there.
I'm sure he wanted to
see Creel out of the way.
And if he did,
that's how he'd do it.
He'd set up some
guy like Marcos...
Set him up good.
Then on the other
hand, a guy like Marcos,
he knows how to kill people.
Why would he go
running around with a rifle
so a lot of witnesses
could see him?
You know what, my man?
You're gonna have to stay here
and take a nap for both of us,
'cause I got a little biz.
One on the ground
floor is very nice,
Mr...? Billy.
"Ramblin' Jersey Bill"
Peaches is what they call me.
There is a cleaning fee,
and I'd want an extra
month's rent in advance.
Baretta: No problem at all.
You know we pay all utilities.
And the damage
deposit is refundable
if you leave everything
the way you found it.
Mr. Potter, my
disposal unit is broken.
Could you fix it?
I'm sorry to hear that.
Sweet William is
the name. Jersey Bill.
He's a songwriter, Miss Lake.
Rhythm and blues, by trade.
Would you like to
hear just a smidgen?
Well no, I can't,
I'm late for work.
I'm gonna have to go.
I'll take care of that
disposal for you.
Thank you very much. Good
to meet you, "Sweet William."
Very nice to meet you, and
I'm sorry to hear about your unit.
That's a real nice lady.
She's a singer, too.
She's a singer? We
have a full kitchen here
and a disposal... Hold on, young
man, the negotiations are over.
I'll take it.
You didn't tell me this was going
to be murder. So now you know.
Did it go all right
with the cops?
It went fine. Getting nervous?
Don't. You made an agreement.
Do you want to get your
money and be alive to spend it?
I'm in it to the end, all right?
Baretta singing: ♪
Honey, how long? ♪
♪ Babe, how long? ♪
♪ Honey, babe,
how long is love? ♪
♪ How long? ♪
♪ Babe, how long ♪
♪ Has that evenin'
train been gone? ♪
♪ How long? ♪
♪ Babe, how long...? ♪
Hey, Foley, it's Baretta.
Never mind why I'm
whispering, dummy.
I want you to check on a
chick named Terry Lake.
Get me anything you
can on a bank account.
Yeah, yeah, all over town.
All right.
Now, I want you also to check
on a joint on 11th
Street named "Remo's."
See about the owner... If
there's any kinda connection
between Jake Creel
or Danell in that club.
All right, you got it now?
No, you don't have
to repeat it back to me.
Remember, I'm asking for
bananas, don't bring peaches.
All right, goodbye.
♪ I said someday ♪
♪ The worm would turn ♪
♪ This is a lesson ♪
♪ That you've got to learn ♪
♪ Now it's time for you ♪
♪ To pay your dues ♪
♪ And it's time for you ♪
♪ To have your blues ♪
♪ Get away... ♪
Mimi, let me use your phone.
Why don't you use
your own phone?
I'm lonely. Besides,
ain't nothing to look at
in that ol' hole of
mine over there.
Yes... may I speak
to Terry Lake, please?
She isn't?
Oh, her day off.
Well, thank you very much.
Hmm. Hmm-hmm.
Very interesting. Mimi, my dove,
I got this girl, Terry Lake.
I know she's running scared
yet, here she keeps two jobs,
just like clockwork... no
interruptions, nothing, everything's cool.
All of a sudden, this morning
she disappears from
me and I can't find her.
What does your...
"feminine framus"
tell you is going on?
She's probably tired
of you hanging around.
Oh, thank you.
Have some banana cake.
Thank you.
Oh, have you read the papers?
No, I haven't read the papers,
but I did see Terry Lake
talking to a very
interesting weasel
named Ryan.
That's also fascinating.
That's terrific.
Foley, Baretta.
What do you got for me?
Wow! Thank you.
Huh.
What's the Organized
Crime number?
1-4-1-5.
What's so interesting
in the papers?
George Marcos' trial date is set
and you have
approximately three weeks.
Ha! Oh.
Terry Lake has got
25 G's in the bank.
Now, if I had 25
G's in the bank,
I would not have two jobs...
I damn sure would
not have one job.
You and me would be in the
Bahamas, sucking on coconuts.
What's that number? 1-4-1-5.
1-4-1-5.
Hello, Jason? Tony Baretta.
What do you got on that club?
Zilch, huh?
Ah, fascinating. So
what? So we struck out.
I'm going to throw
a name at you.
Ryan... Alvin Ryan.
Yeah, small-timer
in the rackets...
He did? This gets more
interesting all the time.
Never mind what I'm talking
about 'cause I don't know.
Danell just moved Ryan
up to the number two spot
in his organization.
Mimi, I don't
understand any of this,
but the whole thing
is getting' fascinating.
It's about time.
Ummm.
You taste good, like
banana cake should.
Woman: ♪ My funny valentine ♪
♪ Sweet, comic valentine ♪
♪ You make me smile ♪
♪ With my heart ♪
♪ Your looks are laughable ♪
♪ Unphotographable ♪
♪ Yet, you're my
favorite work of art ♪
♪ Is your figure
less than Greek? ♪
♪ Is your mouth ♪
♪ A little weak ♪
♪ When you open it to speak? ♪
♪ Are you smart? ♪
♪ Don't change a hair for me ♪
♪ Not if you really
care for me ♪
♪ Stay little valentine ♪
♪ Stay ♪
♪ Each day is Valentine's Day. ♪
Hello, there! Oh,
hi, Ramblin' Jersey...
Just call me Sweet William.
They call me that sometimes.
I hope you're not mad at
me. I just had to drop by.
Mr. Potter told me
where you worked.
Mr. Potter is a gossip.
When he told me
you were a singer,
I had to see what kind of notes
would come out of that kind of machine.
Like my ol' man
always used to say,
if you wanna know the
fiddle, just listen to the tune.
You're fiddle's in pretty good
shape. Can I buy you a drink?
No, not really, I'm
gonna have to go.
Stay for a minute because...
I wanted to have a professional
talk with you, being a singer myself.
When I sing, usually I
use a Midwestern accent
when I get my tunes going.
Sometimes I think I
ought to sing the way I talk.
What's your opinion on that?
I've heard your
singing... Uh-huh.
Why don't you try
a foreign language?
You're teasing me,
aren't you? No, I'm not.
Say, my singing doesn't
bother you does it?
No, I'm hardly ever home. You like
some of the songs I write, though?
Yeah, your songs
are... they're good,
but they're just...
They're not my style.
Not quite my style. What's
that guy waving at, me or you?
That's my boss.
I have to go now.
Well, you come back.
I got a lot of different
styles. I'll come back.
Have a banana daiquiri and
we'll talk the whole thing over.
Hi, there, sugar!
How's your jukebox?
My jukebox is fine, thank you.
My car won't start.
Your car won't start?
Ol' Sweet William has been
known to have the hands
of a brain surgeon. Let
me do a little research.
From letter A to
letter B... ah-ha!
Seems like somebody
ate your distributor cap.
I know you don't know
what I'm talking about,
but if you don't replace it,
your car won't start at all.
That's great! How am I
supposed to get to work?
Well now, why don't you just
climb up on my Pinto with me.
I'll not only take you to work,
but I'll buy you a little
lunch in the bargain.
Is that thing of yours safe?
My motorcycle's safe... Hop on.
Terry: Where'd you say
you were from, Ramblin'?
Actually, I'm from New Jersey.
Nutley, New Jersey is where I'm from,
but at a very early age,
I got the rambling fever.
So I picked up a guitar
instead of driving a truck
on account of it's easier to drive a
guitar. I've been rambling ever since.
You make a living as a singer?
Darling, actually I just make
my living off the fat of the land.
I lay there and
let it come to me.
Talking about working...
You're a real stroker yourself.
You keep two jobs, huh? All
work and no play makes jack.
Yeah, but I hate to see
you working so hard.
I just live life on the natch,
and I ain't as pretty as you.
I wanna go to Europe
and I wanna go in style.
And I like to work...
I like my job at the club.
You get ready to go to Europe,
this minstrel man will
carry your bags for you.
How's that? I never made
that scene before. Okay.
They only give me half an
hour for lunch. Oh, yeah?
Let's get going.
You fixed my car, you
don't have to buy lunch.
If we're going to Europe,
you got to save your nickels.
Come on.
I'll tell you what. What?
You go ahead and go to work,
I'm gonna stay here awhile.
Your enhancing charm,
wit, poise and personality
has inspired me to write a tune,
and I'm just gonna sit down
and whip it out on a napkin.
I'll see you later. Bye bye.
Bye bye.
Sit down a minute! Who do
you think you're pushing around?
Seen one of these before?
Look what I'm showing you.
Sit down! Don't get nervous.
I want to talk to your
boss, Joe "The Hammer."
You tell him Tony Baretta,
Detective Tony Baretta,
is working on something
he's interested in.
You understand what I'm
saying? Yeah, I understand.
All right. Tell your
girlfriend, don't be so tense.
Hi, Joe.
Long time, Baretta.
It's been a while.
You wanna talk?
Yeah.
I think we got business
together. Move, Charlie.
I wanna talk to you about
the Commission, Joe.
I'm just a carpenter, Baretta. That's
why they call me Joe "The Hammer."
Yeah, sure.
Somebody iced Jake Creel.
That's good.
The cops picked the right man.
He deserves whatever he gets.
What if I told you
he was set up?
He's a patsy. You saying he was?
I'm saying I ain't wasting your
time and I ain't wasting mine.
You prove it to me
that he's innocent.
Them gunsels you got
following me around,
call 'em off. Let
me work by myself.
Danell's got some
guys watching a broad,
and your guys could
gum up everything.
Let me work alone, okay?
You got all the answers, huh?
I ain't got no answers yet. If I
did, you'd be the first to know.
Charlie, pull over.
Tell the Commission I got
their best interests at heart.
Baretta. Yeah?
You keep in touch.
All right.
Hi, Terry. Billy!
Yeah, well, I gotta
tell you something.
What? My name ain't Peaches.
It's Tony Baretta. I been following
you around for three weeks
and I ain't no
singer. I'm a cop.
Let me out! It's all right,
darling. Nobody knows I'm here.
There's no other
cops here, you're safe.
You don't know what you're
talking about! Yes, I do.
There's a blind
kid in that school.
You went to visit him.
You don't need money
for a trip to Europe.
You got enough money to
go around the world twice.
You got 25 G's in the bank.
I'm trying to help you,
but you gotta level with me.
That little kid... He's
your son, ain't he?
Yeah, he's my son.
He wasn't always blind. He
knows what it's like to see.
And the money
you need is... is...
That's for Tommy. They
told me that there was
a doctor in Barcelona
who could do an operation
that would make him see again,
and it's gonna cost me $50,000.
$50,000. Does Danell
know about that?
Danell? Who's Danell?
Nobody knows about Tommy.
Nobody knows about me.
My name's not Terry Lake.
I moved to the city.
I was willing to become a prostitute
if that's what it took to get money.
I didn't know there was
going to be a murder.
You didn't know?
No, I didn't know.
All right, maybe
you didn't know,
but you know now, and that makes
you an accessory after the fact...
I told the truth! You
did not tell the truth!
You were with Marcos
that day. You're lying.
That makes you an
accomplice in a murder rap!
You can go to the pen, you
hear what I'm telling you?
What kind of mother are
you gonna be in the joint?
What's gonna happen to Tommy?
Who's gonna restore his
eyes, pay for his school?
How much did they offer you?
A lot. What's "a lot"? How much?
I don't know, they said it
was worth millions to them
if they could get him
out of the way for a while.
They never wanted him
out of the way "for a while."
They set Jake Creel up for
a hit right from the beginning.
That makes it a murder. You
didn't have to go through with it.
Look, I didn't know someone
was going to be murdered.
I tried to get out of
it when I found out
and then they said
they were gonna kill me.
Don't you see? I
had to do it! I had to!
I'm sorry.
I ain't got no handkerchief.
You got something in your bag?
No, I'll go. Oh, okay.
You have a problem you
can't talk about on the phone?
There's a cop following me.
Did you talk to him? I had to.
What did you say? I
didn't tell him anything.
I got very frightened,
so I called you for help.
That's good. Get in the car.
I can't answer that one, boss.
I had her one day, the
next day she's gone.
She disappeared someplace.
We haven't got the girl but
we have got her statement.
That gives us a case.
What do you want me to do?
I want you to give me
a couple more days.
She loves that kid more than
anything in this whole world.
I stake myself in front
of that blind kids' school,
three or four days, she's
gotta show and we got her!
This is not the only case
we have on the docket.
How can I give you more time?
I understand that, but we
got a chance to bust all of 'em.
Give me four days. I
promise you I'll bring her in.
"Promise." Ha. You promise, huh?
Terry! How are you?
Come on, come on in.
How about a drink, huh?
I'll have some sherry.
Ryan, get Terry a
nice sherry, will you?
So how you been? Everything
all right? Been comfortable?
I haven't complained, have I?
No, no never.
You've been just
good. Absolutely good.
It's me. I get a little worried.
I want you to stay here
until the trial. That's all.
That really doesn't
seem necessary to me.
It's just protection.
Protection for you
and protection for me.
I'm committed! I'm in
this thing to the end.
Okay.
I've been having your mail picked
up. Some I want you to answer.
Mail? What mail?
I want everything to
look nice and normal.
What letters? Well, this one.
Just a plain envelope,
no return address.
So I opened it. It's
a bill, a statement.
Steiner School for the Blind.
I got curious,
Terry. I opened it
and I had to follow it through.
I can't tell you how
sorry I am about your kid.
I understand there's
this big doctor in Spain...
He can fix him up
maybe to see again,
is that right? That's right.
Why didn't you come to me?
You could've come to
me, you could've told me.
Didn't you think I'd
have feelings about this?
Because it is a private matter.
It's none of your business.
A private matter,
sure, I can understand.
But we had an agreement,
me and you, Terry.
That takes mutual trust,
there's too much at stake!
What else are you
holding out on me?
Nothing! Will you
take my word for it?
All right, I'll take
your word for it.
But I'm gonna protect it,
and you can understand that.
I had this letter
typed up for you.
I want you to sign it
and we'll put it in the mail.
You're not taking my son out
of school. I'm not gonna let you.
What's the harm? It's
only until you testify.
In other words kidnap.
Don't use those words.
That's for the boy's protection!
Terry,
terrible accidents
sometimes happen
if you can't see them coming.
Will you bring my son to me?
No, I can't do that. For the
boy's protection, it isn't right.
We'll find a nice
safe place for him.
When the verdict's
in, you'll be together.
It'll be a short trial,
and you'll get all the dough
you got coming to you.
Then you can take your kid
away and get him all fixed up.
Now, come on, sign the letter.
Tomorrow you can call
the school, confirm it,
and talk to your boy
on the telephone.
Terry,
that boy'll be very happy
to hear his mother's voice.
Baretta: You get 'em yourself.
You like taste of tomato? I
gonna give you a taste of tomato
just in your mouth
like you never believe.
You take the bag, please,
I be back in five minutes.
You get a tomato,
I come right back.
Excuse, please, one minute. I
got some banana over here...
Hold it, Ryan, I want to
talk to you for a second.
You son of a...
Don't move a lot or I'm
gonna hurt you a lot, all right?
I'm the fuzz. I talked to the
school. I know why you're here.
Give me that letter.
"My good friend, Mr. Ryan,
given the power of authority
in the best
interests of my son."
She really signed this, huh?
If she didn't I got
you on forgery.
Either way, I think I
got you on kidnapping.
Now you're gonna do time.
Now where is she? Is she all right?
Don't answer that. I
didn't read you your rights.
I don't wanna hear no
lies. All I want from you is
your clothes and your name
so I can go and get that kid.
Come on, dear, get undressed.
Don't get cute. I
ain't in the mood.
Get up.
Behind them trees.
Baretta: What are we
dancing around for?
You got the phone number,
give me the address!
It ain't like we don't
do this every day.
All right, Sarge. Can I
talk to my mommy now?
Hang on a second, partner.
Let me get this nonsense done.
Yeah.
900 Grand Ave. Terrific.
Okay, thanks. Come
on over here, Tommy.
Sit your bones down there.
Now, I'm gonna dial your
mother's phone number.
Remember, we're
playing a game, right?
Yeah, hi, there. This is Ryan.
We got the kid and
everything's okay.
Yeah, he's with me now.
He wants to talk
to his old lady.
What do you mean?
He's nine years old.
I don't want him
bawling and going nuts.
Put the old lady on.
All right.
Remember the
game now, pal. Okay.
Tommy? Hello?
Hello, darling,
are you all right?
I'm all right.
Are you all right?
Yeah, I'm fine.
It's so good to talk to you.
I have a message.
What is it, darling?
Doctor Peaches says to tell you
that everything
is going be okay.
That's just fine, dear.
Now you be a good boy, okay?
And tell Dr. Peaches
thank you. I will.
I love you, Mommy.
I love you, too, Tommy.
Bye, bye.
Goodbye, Mom.
Terrific, man. You're
either gonna make
a great hood or a great cop.
Come on back over
to Chicken Soup Lady.
Don't beat her again.
You'll get her feelings hurt.
Give him a chili dog,
or something. Sure.
Come on over here.
Listen, lock this door
and don't open it for
nobody, understand?
Oh, come on. Of course I won't.
Take my master. Bye bye.
Take care.
Baretta, it's too risky. We're
gonna take the place right now!
What if he kills her?
That sweet little boy ain't
got a mother no more?
Besides, without her
testimony, you ain't got a case.
Bad joke. I'm sorry,
boss. Give me a break.
You want to go in there alone?
Yeah, I'll get her out.
I promise you I will.
20 minutes.
You got it.
Don't worry, Fred can't
live without me. I'll be back.
The broad's acting
strange, boss.
Prowling around in her room,
turning her lights on and off.
She'll get over it.
I'm worried she's gonna
try and get to the kid.
Well, watch her.
Hey! Where are you going?
What happened? Power
failure or something.
Wait inside. I don't
wanna wait in there alone.
So I'll wait in there with you.
Hey! Who is it? It's okay.
The electricity just
went out, that's all.
We already called
the power company.
They're gonna get
some "jimokes" over here.
If they don't come,
we'll call the cops, huh?
Hi! I'm Dr. Peaches
come to pay a house call.
Let's go! I can't go with you!
What are you talking about?
What do you mean... shh!
Get in there.
Get in there!
What are you gonna do?
Stay here and stick to your lies?
You'll get your kid
back. We can't keep him.
Danell will get off the
hook. Is this what you want?
And the rest of your life... If I go,
they're gonna kill me and my child!
Shh! Shut up! No they
won't. I promise you.
If you have the courage to get
on the stand and tell the truth,
we'll nail Danell and those
suckers that work with him.
Sure, you're gonna
have problems.
We'll give you a city
to live in, a name.
More than that, we'll give
your little boy a mother.
When he can see again,
he'll see a mommy that
loved him and stood up for him.
Come on with me, sugar.
Hold your fire!
Shiller: Danell,
this is the police!
The building is surrounded!
Danell: We're coming
out, don't shoot!
Hey, Joe. This is Tony Baretta.
Marcos was innocent.
Danell had Creel knocked off.
You'll read about it
in the paper tomorrow.
Yeah, we got Danell.
Well, listen. There
is something...
I want to talk to you about.
There's a little blind boy.
You don't owe me, but
I figure you owe him.
You got it. Goodbye.
Hey, Baretta. What's
going on? You're sprung.
Terry Lake cleared you.
But don't go looking for her,
because she's out of town
and don't wanna see you.
Let me tell you
something else...
Don't thank me,
'cause I don't like you.
You're going out on the
streets, but be looking for me...
'cause you're on borrowed
time, you hear me?
Thanks, Baretta. Yeah, sure.
Hi, gang.
I guess it's time
to say goodbye.
It sure is, partner.
I'm gonna miss you.
Listen, go over there,
Fred's calling you.
Mumble with him
for a while, okay?
I'd sure like to take
Fred with me. What?!
Come here.
Look in this envelope.
That's a little present,
courtesy of the DA.
That's your new identity.
A birth certificate. Yeah.
Can I get a passport with this?
Works better than a real one.
You see, the DA figured
it took quite a bit of class
to step out the way you
did, and I agree with him.
So they got together
that dossier for you.
There's money in there, too.
And they asked me to tell you
that Seattle might
be a good place to go.
Not Seattle, Barcelona. I got
this in the mail this morning.
What is this? Pray tell.
25 G's!
You got a rich uncle someplace.
If you see my rich uncle,
will you tell him I love him?
Yeah. I sure will.
I sure wish you could
come with me, Fred.
What?! Why, you couldn't
separate Fred from this old salt
anymore than you
could take a little boy
away from his mommy.
Put your head
here and rest for me.
Attaboy!
How do you feel about
Tommy going? That's okay, huh?
How 'bout his mommy?
Do you want 'em to stay? Huh?
Wave goodbye to 'em.
Wave goodbye to 'em!
Wait, Tommy can't see
now, so you gotta talk.
Say goodbye, say goodbye!
Hello!
Not hello, you dumb
bird! Say goodbye.
Now, say goodbye!
He don't like to say
goodbye to nobody.