Baretta (1975–1978): Season 1, Episode 4 - If You Can't Pay the Price... - full transcript
Thugs hijack a drug shipment in Mexico, killing a guard and loading it onto trucks en route to Los Angeles. Baretta realizes that the drugs are destined for an old mobster and puts him under constant -- and obvious -- surveillance. It's so obvious that the mobster gets to know Baretta and even to create a semblance of friendship with him. By the end of Act Four, the mobster has served up his nephew (who was the driving force behind the robbery) to Baretta for arrest. Baretta is grateful, but in the tag he and the mobster sit on the mobster's front porch -- jointly waiting as the trucks roar up Interstate 5, getting ever closer to the mobster's imminent doom.
What would you arrest
me for? Murder, for one.
You can't bribe a cop with wine.
We're gonna eat a green turtle?
I'd like to see you dead.
$8 million worth of
Spansules coming in.
Enough for 100,000
kids to go bonkers on.
There are 7,000
cops in this city.
Some are dumb, some are lazy.
I want you.
I'm a cop. Show me your badge.
They'll be onto it by
9:00 tomorrow morning.
The police are here already.
Your time has come, old man.
I'm here to collect.
(theme music playing)
(speaking Spanish)
Qué quieren aquí?
Qué buscan, pues?
Párense allí.
No se muevan.
Párense. No se mueva Ud.
Tú... oye, párate allí.
No se acerquen más.
Deténganse.
Si se acercan, les
tiro. No se muevan.
No se muevan.
(gunshot)
(phone rings)
Hello.
Operator: Bueno. This is
Veracruz calling Señor Luis Durone.
Speaking.
Operator: Bueno. El
señor esta en la linea.
Man: Don Durone? Yes?
Success.
Any problems?
Nothing of importance... now.
Have a happy journey, Mr. Mola.
Gracias.
Is Skalare in?
Durone?
I just spoke with Mr. Mola.
You're in business.
We're in business, Louie.
They'll be here in six days.
I'd like it sooner. I might get
caught with my finger in my nose.
I'd be sorry about that.
No you wouldn't, Louie.
You'd like to see me
go down, wouldn't you?
Pete, I'd like to see you dead.
(yodeling)
Hey, Patsy, come here.
Just a minute, I
haven't moved yet.
Move your rook to
bishop one. Come here.
Yeah, yeah, that's right.
Durone: See anything
strange out there?
Nah, nothing.
You're not only
stupid, you're blind.
That's why you ended up nowhere.
Aw, come on now,
if working for you is
nowhere, then I'm nowhere.
What's out there?
See that guy up on
the Hollisters' roof?
Yeah, so what?
You also saw him six
or seven months ago.
(vacuum whirrs, phone rings)
Hollister residence.
This is Mr. Durone,
across the street.
May I speak with
Mrs. Hollister, please?
They're in Europe, Mr. Durone.
Did they tell you they
ordered the roof fixed?
Well, that's what the man said.
The roofer said that?
Yes sir. Is anything wrong?
Well did Mr. Hollister tell you
that you should expect a roofer?
No, sir. But the man
isn't asking for money.
He's doing finishing touches
he's already been paid for.
I see. Thank you.
You! Up there!
Baretta: Hi, down there.
What are you doing up there?
What are you doing down there?
I'm from
Mr. Hollister's law firm,
Benton, Benton... You're what?
(shouting) Benton,
Benton $ Sprague.
Got ya!
Now I called the company that
roofed this house five months ago.
They don't remember
sending out a man today.
What's your name?
What's yours?
Who employed you to work here?
Who called you about me?
Now I'm not gonna
answer your questions!
You're gonna answer
mine. Who are you?
I'm a cop.
Is that so? Show me your badge.
Now, wait a minute.
You call the 53rd Precinct
and ask for Inspector Shiller
and he'll tell you.
I think I'd prefer
to see your badge.
If I show you my badge,
then the folks I'm watching
are gonna be watching me
watching you watch my badge.
Then I'm gonna be blown.
Yeah, well they're
already watching.
They called you?
That is correct. Mr. Louis
Durone called me.
Mr. Louis Durone
formerly of Danbury Pen.
He's a big macher
in the crime world.
Oh, I understood that
he was a retired general.
Well, he's a general of
sorts. He's not retired yet.
They do that with a little
double-barreled gun about that big.
Now, wait a minute, don't leave.
I'm getting through
up here on the roof.
It was very nice meeting you.
I'm sorry I disturbed you, Officer.
You want a beer? Hang around.
I'll tell you all about the bad guys
and the guns and everything.
You don't have to leave.
Have a nice day!
Same to you.
I don't like it.
What's that?
The black Chevy.
I think he's on us.
Well, maybe you should
have used the telephone.
Some things you don't say
on the telephone, dummy,
it's probably tapped again.
Make a right at the next corner.
Slow down, I'm getting out.
Where to, sir?
You know the
waterfront? You bet!
There's a fishing pier at
the foot of Race Street.
You got it, pal.
That's it, boss.
You wait here. I'll be
back in 10 minutes.
I gotta keep the meter running.
Did I say not to? You got it.
Well, you want to
tell me anything?
No. Everything is cool. Why?
Well, I've been smelling things.
Somebody is all of a sudden
taking an interest in me.
The cops are watching the house.
You sure of that?
Don't tell me how
to run the business.
I got rid of one...
A roofer on my neighbor's house.
You pass on the deal.
You pass on the deal?
I pay the Mexico costs,
but I don't take the goods.
We got a contract, Pete.
I deliver and you distribute.
When the pills
come, they're yours.
Are you trying to
stick me with a fall?
I'll bring in some heavy help.
You'll do what?
You heard me.
You better pray that I didn't.
You don't want to
always be a creep, Pete.
You're in it way over
your head already.
Is there anything
you want to ask me?
No. Everything
is perfectly clear.
Well, remember that.
Where to now,
boss? Mount Chester.
You got it.
♪ Go to bed with no
price on your head ♪
♪ Don't do it... ♪
Freddy, my man,
come up and see me.
Come up and see
me. Come up here.
Come up and see me... atta-boy.
Come on, come on.
Shake your head.
Shake your head for me.
Hello! Cheer me up a little.
Say hello! Hello.
Do the chicken for me...
atta-boy. Do the chicken for me.
Chicken? Chicken? Chicken?
(cackles)
Give me a kiss.
Want a peanut butter sandwich?
Give me a kiss.
Here, wait a minute.
Eat, partner.
We're gonna get old man Durone.
We just gotta be
patient and stay cool...
and outfox him.
Your time has come, old man.
I'm here to collect...
and I got all the
time in the world.
Patsy: How is she?
They still won't let me see her.
That car's still out there.
That's three days now.
That man still in it?
Maybe we shouldn't have
scared the turkey off the roof.
Now he don't care that we
know he's watching us or not.
(shouts) Well, I care!
♪ Don't shake the dice ♪
♪ If you can't pay the price ♪
♪ Keep your eye
on the sparrow... ♪
What the hell...
You're the cab driver?
Yep.
And you're the guy
up on the roof too, huh?
That's me. Who are you?
You might say I'm the dues
collector come to pay a call.
Would you like to
have a little tea?
(cackles)
Oh, that's Fred.
Fred, say hello.
Hello.
You're a cop?
Yep.
Well, you're intruding
on my privacy.
You got no right to sit
here in front of my house.
Now, now, the
street's a public place.
I'm a flatfoot. I got a right
to be here. Call your lawyer.
Get out of here, or I'll call
somebody and it won't be a lawyer.
I'm a peace officer.
You can't threaten me.
This is not a threat,
this is an order.
I'm taking a walk. When I come
back you're not gonna be here, right?
Don't slam the door,
you'll scare Fred.
Mr. Durone, don't get
tense, wait a minute.
Here, wait just a minute.
It's early in the morning.
I'm still stiff. Mr. Durone,
hold on just a second here.
You know I got a right
to watch your place.
I'm a peace officer, and I'm
gonna watch it day and night...
and night and day...
and day and night.
Nothing you can do.
You sound like a psycho!
All right, I'm a little nuts.
Why don't you humor me?
I want to ask you a couple
of questions about some dope
coming from Mexico. That's
a thousand miles from here.
Where are you from, son?
Right here on our city streets.
Burnside, right? That's right.
What's your name? Tony Baretta.
Tony Baretta? Yeah, I'm Irish.
(coughs)
Ever take a bribe, Tony? Huh?
Ever take a bribe? No, not yet.
Why not? I guess I never
met anybody who got my price.
What is your price?
I don't know. I'll let you
know when I find out.
Everybody's got
one. Yeah, that's right.
That's life. Maybe
life ain't everything.
You walk too fast. I'm worn out.
You ought to stop
smoking those things.
I don't smoke them.
I think you better sit down, eh?
Thanks a lot. Excuse me.
You do that every morning?
Oh yeah. Oh, boy!
Yeah, I'm a cop.
You're a psycho cop. You
know they're the worst kind.
Well, maybe we are a
little psycho these days.
See, you're not keeping up.
You're getting a
little long in the tooth.
You're a joker, eh, son?
A little bit. Well, so am I.
I was born in
Burnside, too. I figured.
You gotta have a sense of
humor to come from a zoo like that.
If you don't have
one you don't survive.
Maybe that's how
come we're still here.
Mr. Durone, it's been
nice reminiscing with you
but I'd still like to ask
you a couple of questions.
I don't answer
questions from cops.
I don't even talk to cops.
Well, partner, you
got a lot of trouble then
'cause I'm gonna stick with
you like the gray in your hair.
Till I get tired of it. Then I'm
gonna do something about you.
Oh, no, now. Don't
keep saying that.
I don't want to arrest you
for threatening an officer.
What would you like to
arrest me for, Mr. Baretta?
A couple of things. Like what?
Murder, for one.
Yeah.
They killed that old guy
down there in Mexico.
You didn't know that, did you?
I don't know anything about it.
I'm so clean you couldn't
even flake me with it.
Yeah.
The trucks are on their way.
There ain't nothing
you can do about it.
They're gonna come
right to your doorstep.
You know you're wasting
the taxpayer's money,
and I'm one of the
biggest taxpayers.
Now why don't you
grab that as an idea?
No, that'd just
wear my brain out.
I'll sit here and wait for
something to happen...
and it will.
It will.
You keep sitting
here... and it will.
Ah, Mr. Durone, if
you want to talk to me,
my office is right
up the street.
(knocks)
(Irish accent) Hello.
I've seen you before.
You're the man on the roof.
The man on the roof I am.
You're the man in
the car over there, too?
Sure, I'm the
man in the car, too.
I was thinking of
calling the police on you.
Faith now, love. You don't
have to be after doing that.
The police are here already.
You're not going
on the roof again?
No, I'll just be using
your phone for a twit...
if you don't mind.
Use the one in the den.
You're a love.
(phone rings)
Hello.
Hello, Billy, you darling boy.
Who's this?
This is Tony.
Are you busy? I need
a little care package.
Sure, but can it
wait till tomorrow?
Wait till tomorrow? I
ain't going no place.
It's gonna be a long wait.
Get a pencil, on account
of I got a lot of junk.
(hums)
Good morning, kid.
I know a guy in a wheelchair
can do better than that.
You got my glue?
Yeah.
Ah, thanks, partner.
Oops!
10¢ change.
Better get out of the street
before I have to arrest you.
♪ De de de ♪
♪ You're just
another packet rat ♪
♪ Aboard the Nellie B. ♪
What are we gonna work on today?
(mock gruff voice)
Boyo, today we're going
to put in the mainmast, you see.
Hold on to that. I want you to
have hands like a brain surgeon.
The foremast, the
mainmast, and the aft mast.
Here's the quarterdeck
where Long John Silver
and Captain Kidd had it
out in a bucket of blood.
(chirps)
Hi, Fred. Hello.
Can I touch him?
Well, now I told you before
Fred sometimes
thinks he's an eagle.
I recall once on the shipboard
when he tore a
bosun's mate's arm off.
He did do that.
You don't believe it, do you?
Go ahead, touch him. You only
need one arm. Here comes breakfast.
You were teasing!
(normal voice No, I wasn't,
man. He's got his teddy bear,
so he ain't grumpy this morning.
But if he was feeling bad,
he'll tear a hole in your bag
and shove your foot through
it. That's what he'd do.
Uh-oh, what's that
big gorilla want?
Move over a little bit.
Either you get out of
here or get out of the car.
Now you know I can't do that.
I got a job to do.
I'm gonna stay here.
I got a job to do and I'm
gonna enjoy... Wait a minute!
Hold on, all right.
I'm getting out.
I'm getting out.
Look... watch, I'm getting out.
This guy's a banana.
You know I could arrest you?
Arrest me. Go on, arrest me.
Wait a minute, that's
what you want, ain't it?
If I arrest you, I
got to run you in,
and I won't be here
to watch your boss.
Either arrest me...
or you got to fight me.
Make up your mind.
That's kind of a slim choice
so I guess we're gonna fight.
That's what we're gonna
do. We're gonna fight.
Wait a minute, wait a minute,
I told you, I'm a cop. Look
here, the trouble you could get in.
I might even fall
down and shoot you.
See, you big dummy.
Get out of the car,
kid. Go sit up there.
Fred, stay cool, partner.
All right, you ready?
Yeah, I'm ready...
No, I ain't ready.
I think we better fight
up here on the lawn.
Why?
On account of you old guys don't
bounce too good on the cement.
You're really a
smart guy, aren't you?
Didn't you fight pro?
Yeah, I was a contender.
(gasps) I'm telling you...
What am I gonna do, work on
you while you're mouthing off?
You're gonna get yourself
in trouble with the law.
You're hanging around
acting suspicious.
For the last time, you're
gonna get yourself arrested
for interfering with a peace
officer and that's heavy time.
(grunts)
Wait a minute, hold it.
I'm feeling we need
a breather anyway.
It's only fair to warn you...
A police officer today
does not fight fair
and if you're not careful,
I'm gonna put a hurt on you
where it'll heal slow. Ooh-hh!
See? I told you that
what I was... Whoa!
Baretta: Count for a second.
Well, go on. I'm ready.
Now, I'm serious.
I'm just warming up, now.
You see these short legs?
Stand still. They're
gonna run you...
I'm standing still. Come on.
Stand still, you little rat.
Come on.
(gasps heavily)
Baretta: Come On.
All right.
Why don't you get out of
here and go away, huh?
I can't do that.
How can I go in and tell
him I didn't do nothing?
Partner, it ain't
nothing personal,
but just like you
had to come out here
and do what you gotta do,
I gotta do what I gotta do.
You don't know
about him. I'm staying.
(gasping) He's retired.
His wife is sick, she's dying.
He's got enough
on him without you.
I'm sorry about that.
I don't even know the man,
but I gotta do what I gotta do.
"When the Man calls,
the collar falls," Charlie.
Well, I'm going to tell
you something, buster,
you're either going to get
out of here one way or another,
but you're moving. That's it.
(pants)
He never laid a
glove on me, right?
Willie boy is here!
Yeah, and here's
your gaggle of soup
and your giggle of beer.
Great. Give me that foot powder
before you do anything else.
Foot powder, okay.
Here's your foot powder.
Terrific. Ah-hh!
Here.
Beautiful.
Here's some baby powder.
Take a hobo shower.
I love you, man.
Ah, that's terrific. Terrific.
This is kind of
important to you, huh?
Are you kidding? $8 million
worth of Spansules coming in?
Enough for 100,000
kids to go bonkers on.
They make 'em here, ship 'em there
and they come back clean as a whistle.
I'm gonna get 'em. That's worth
camping out for a couple of weeks.
Yeah. Look why don't you
grab a couple of hours' sleep?
Fred and I will
look out for you.
My man, you got it.
Fred, we've been
discussing things.
How's your love
life? Met any robins?
(cackles)
I said robins.
(car horn blows)
What's going on?
Freddie? Who got the ball?
(horn blows)
Oh! Good morning,
Deputy Commissioner Slater.
Very nice to see you, sir.
Hey, Foley, you're stepping up
in the world. Got a new job, huh?
Baretta, nice to see you.
Nice to see you. You got your
shoes shined and everything?
Yes, that's right.
I got a message from
the Commissioner.
The Commissioner got a phone
call from Councilman Harris
all about how one of our men
was "harassing" Mr. Louie Durone.
Were you harassing
Mr. Louie Durone, Detective?
No, sir.
You intimidating him, Detective?
Oh, no, sir. Matter of fact, he's
been trying to intimidate me.
I'm sitting here doing my job.
Slater: You got probable
cause to harass this man?
I'm not harassing him, sir,
and I got more
than probable cause.
I got a whole load
of amphetamines
he's bringing up from Mexico.
I'm gonna make the
Commissioner a hero.
The Commissioner
doesn't want to be a hero...
he wants to be mayor...
and you're not gonna
get in his way, Baretta.
One more call and
you're in trouble.
Why don't you tell the Commissioner
not to answer his phone?
You don't have to answer
that, sir, I'm just teasing you.
Foley, let me see your gun. I'm
gonna take you off this job right now.
Well, sir, with your permission,
just another 24 hours.
The clock's holding
all the cards now
and I'm really sorry
about that telephone call...
and I've been sitting
here watching this house
day and night for four
days and I'm telling you
it's gonna go down, sir,
and I'm telling you
we're gonna nail him.
You better, Baretta,
because any man
who flaunts the rules
has got to deliver every time.
Er... every time?
Every time.
Yes, sir.
Let's get out of here.
Have a nice day, sir.
"Every time,"
Fred. "Every time."
"Our sphere has landed
way below the surface.
What ho! It seems
there is a monster
beyond our wildest
expectations..."
You don't want to
fight no more, do you?
Mr. Durone sends
his compliments.
He wants to know if you will
have lunch with him or not.
He wants to eat with me?
That's what he said.
Right now? Come on.
Durone: Enough dressing?
We could use some pickles.
You're intelligent, Baretta.
'Cause I like pickles?
(laughs) I also think
you're a little stupid.
You know, I'm not
involved in that Mexican job.
I'm stupid... and
you're involved.
You're not drinking
your wine. It's good.
You can't bribe a cop with
wine. You got any beer?
We'll both have one.
Tap, if you got it.
Do you believe in God, Baretta?
Which one?
You know, there's a
madness to all this.
I'm gonna have to
talk with him someday,
and I'm gonna want
a full explanation.
Mr. Durone, if you
want an explanation,
you're gonna have to
check with the other guy.
What do you want, Baretta?
I'm still waiting for the beer.
No, I mean out of life?
What do you want from it?
My philosophy?
I want the pretty
girls to say yes,
I want the dice to say seven,
and I want to put
you back in the joint.
If you're looking
for a promotion,
you're going about
it the wrong way.
You won't get it out of me.
I ain't never gonna
get no promotion.
I'm gonna die a
plain old flatfoot.
There's a good
chance that you will.
(laughs)
You're not like the cops I
used to know 15, 20 years ago.
They used to thump you around,
take you to the stationhouse,
thump you around some
more then ask the questions.
I think they were more honest.
We still thump you
around pretty good.
You're just
getting a little old.
Everybody's getting old.
The question is, are
you getting any wiser?
Take you, for instance. You
sit out there watching the house.
That's not very wise.
Take you... you got $8 million
worth of dope coming up,
gonna land right in your
lap. That ain't very wise.
You're gonna sit out
there and watch the house
and see if that happens?
I'm gonna sit. And
it's gonna happen.
I thought you were
intelligent, but you're not.
I tried to get through
to you, but I can't.
I think you know how to
get out of here by yourself.
Can I take this with me?
(knocking)
(knocking)
(grunts)
Wait a minute... oh-hh!
Baretta: What the hell
did I walk into? Hey...!
Get off me!
Hey, where are you guys going?
Durone, what the
hell is going on here?
What kind of nuts are you?
What are you doing?
What is this, some
kind of freak show?
Get out of here.
What's going on here?
What? You ain't bad
guys, you're freaks.
You better get out of here.
Come on, what are you guys...
Oh, man... Don't
take my pants off.
Oh, hey...
Somebody call
me a cab, will you?
Get out of here. Come on, now.
Woman: What's the
matter, baby? Nothing.
Didn't your mom
tell about the girls?
Come on, now,
this isn't gonna hurt.
What do you mean
it ain't gonna hurt?
I'm smiling. Get
off of me, will you?
I'll give you $5
if you get off me.
Come on, come on.
(mumbles)
Would you stop with that camera?
I'll give you $10 to get off me.
Oh, boy. Yeah.
Let the good times roll. Right.
Somebody get
the lights, will you?
Oh, man, here he comes again,
Fred. What's gonna happen now?
Mr. Durone presents
his compliments.
Wants to know if you
want to have dinner or not.
You know, I like you, Baretta.
Yeah?
I wonder why? Now tell me why.
'Cause I'm gonna
eat your green turtles.
You know what I think?
It's because we both
come from the same slums.
But then, the poor
have no allegiance.
Poverty drains everything...
especially feelings.
You know what
I really think it is?
You and I are very much alike.
Though we survive, we're
laughing up our sleeve.
We play life like a game...
Use the rules when we have
to, cheat when we got a chance.
Hey, Baretta?
Do you mind if I
tell you something
that happened to me
a couple of weeks ago?
Yeah, sure. Anything.
I have a daughter,
she's 16 years old.
We don't talk very
much to each other now.
Come to think of it,
I don't think we ever did
talk much to each other.
When she was a baby, I
could have had her love
for a few hugs and kisses.
Now I couldn't buy her love
for all the money in the world.
Anyway, I was sitting in
the house having a drink
and she comes in tells
me she's getting married.
And she brings this punk in...
with the hair and the clothes.
Right then I knew
that I lost her.
When I asked the kid if he
wanted a job or something,
he laughed at me. He
looked at my daughter
and they walked out of
the room, hand in hand.
It was like...
like life turned
its back on me...
Like I was irrelevant
or something.
Hey, Baretta?
Are you through? Huh?
Yeah... finished.
You play chess?
For how much?
A million?
Durone: A little
while ago I asked you
what life was about, Baretta,
and you didn't answer me.
When you get to be
my age, you can answer.
It's your move, boss.
But life to me is a picture...
Front face and
profile, and a number.
That's what I had
to fight against
and I fought my way out
of it. I educated myself.
I cheated brilliantly and
destroyed people spectacularly.
I took a lot of money.
I made a place... for
myself and my family.
But when I saw those
two kids walk out on me,
I realized I hadn't
made a life at all.
Your move.
I hadn't made anything,
but I had something... my wife.
She's a beautiful
woman, Baretta.
Her name is Mary.
There's one rule they
didn't tell me about...
You can't win.
They don't tell you that rule
when you start playing the game
but that's the bottom
line... The last word...
You can't win.
Yeah, I know a little bit
about that rule myself.
I had my life all
figured out once...
I was gonna become a cop
and save the whole world.
All of a sudden one
night everything I loved
was laying there
dead in my arms...
on account of I was a cop.
I know about that rule.
Your move.
You owe me a fin. Checkmate.
(phone rings)
(ringing)
Yeah?
I'll be over right away.
I'm gonna tell you about
those amphetamines.
It was a deal Pete Skalare set
up with me three months ago.
There were two things
wrong with the deal...
One, my wife is dying...
and I don't want to
go through with it.
Second, I don't want
to go through with it
because of Pete Skalare.
And third, Mr. Durone,
the deal was
wrong to begin with.
Don't interrupt me, huh?
Let me tell you about the
"photographic session" this afternoon.
You with your pants down.
You know who that is? No.
That's Pete
Skalare's girlfriend.
For a cop, you
keep lousy company.
This is your checkbook. This
is a receipt from your bank.
I arranged to put
$5,000 into your account.
See, we're expecting
150 kegs of amphetamines
into our country
through our port.
Now you can get
anything through our port
if you've got the
right connections.
What I'm trying to tell you...
is that we set you up
to look like one of
those connections.
Or I can give you
the amphetamines.
Nah, you ain't gonna
give me nothing.
I'll tell you about them. Why?
Because my wife is dying.
You're gonna tell me about
them because your wife is dying?
That's right.
I'm sorry, Mr. Durone,
I don't believe that.
Why not? It's something else.
What something else?
You... you and Pete Skalare.
You were in prison
together up in Danbury.
It's in the records.
Don't try to psych it out, huh?
Take the stuff and be a hero.
It's not your wife,
it's Pete Skalare.
Is it? Yes, it is.
My wife is Pete
Skalare's sister.
You're right about Danbury.
I spent five years up
there with Pete Skalare.
Pete was okay.
But I was going out of my mind.
You see, Pete's sister
used to visit him once
a month from Detroit,
and bring him things.
The only way to stay alive is to
have contact with the outside world.
Pete told his sister about me.
He told her I was going crazy.
So she started to visit
me, bring me things.
I don't know how she
scraped the money together,
but she did it. I
fell in love with her.
When I got outside...
You married her.
Yeah, I married her...
But forget about me.
All that trouble she went to,
traveling from Detroit all
the way down to the prison,
to see Pete.
Three months ago I told him
Mary was sick and
wanted to see him.
You know what he said?
He said, "I'll try and make it."
But he never showed up.
He still hasn't.
Mr. Durone?
Mr. Durone, here he is.
You win the game, Baretta.
I'm not playing any game.
My wife is dead,
the game's over.
The pills will be
here tomorrow night.
Berth Q, Alexandra Dock,
on MV Aurelia, from Veracruz.
How do I recognize them?
They're wooden
crates... labeled "AEP"...
Agricultural machinery
for servicing."
The captain, the mate, the radio
operator are all in on the deal.
I'm sorry.
Baretta?
No way you can connect me
with it, so don't waste your time.
If you take my advice,
you'll make shipboard arrests
and confiscate the pills
and forget everything else.
I'm gonna call Pete
and tell him about it.
He's my wife's brother...
So you won't get him
and you won't get me.
Take the stuff. I'm handing
it to you on a platter.
That's all you're gonna get...
and that's enough.
Man #1: What are you doing here?
I'm waiting for a bus.
Who are you?
Who are you?
We work here. We
don't like strangers.
Well, let's introduce ourselves.
Then we won't be strangers.
Oh, gonna get smart,
huh? Hold it, wait.
Yeah, this is Baretta.
No, I'm still at the
docks. The trucks just left.
They're on their way
to Skalare's warehouse.
Never mind that. You
just take care of your end
and I'll take care of mine.
Okay.
Come, Mr. Durone.
Come.
The suffering's over.
She's at rest now.
Thank you, Father.
What are you doing here?
I'm sorry I'm late. I...
I don't know you.
Who the hell are you?
I'm sorry about your wife.
I don't know you.
I'm sorry, Mr. Durone.
I'm sorry.
Why don't you go away, huh?
You got the amphetamines.
What do you want now?
I told you,
Mr. Durone, I want you.
What do you want me for?
You got dues to pay.
I never got through
to you, did I?
Sure you did.
But it don't make no difference.
We let them trucks go
through this morning.
We arrested your brother-in-law.
When those goods
get to the warehouse,
there ain't gonna be
nobody to make delivery to.
And they're gonna start looking
for you, and I'm gonna be here.
There's $8 million worth
of goods on those trucks.
They ain't gonna turn
around and go back to Mexico.
They're gonna get paid from you.
They'll be here.
Never made contact with
you, huh? Yes, you did.
It didn't count?
Sure... it counted
more than you know.
But like my old
man always said...
"You don't roll the dice if
you can't pay the price."
(car horn blows)
(theme music playing)
me for? Murder, for one.
You can't bribe a cop with wine.
We're gonna eat a green turtle?
I'd like to see you dead.
$8 million worth of
Spansules coming in.
Enough for 100,000
kids to go bonkers on.
There are 7,000
cops in this city.
Some are dumb, some are lazy.
I want you.
I'm a cop. Show me your badge.
They'll be onto it by
9:00 tomorrow morning.
The police are here already.
Your time has come, old man.
I'm here to collect.
(theme music playing)
(speaking Spanish)
Qué quieren aquí?
Qué buscan, pues?
Párense allí.
No se muevan.
Párense. No se mueva Ud.
Tú... oye, párate allí.
No se acerquen más.
Deténganse.
Si se acercan, les
tiro. No se muevan.
No se muevan.
(gunshot)
(phone rings)
Hello.
Operator: Bueno. This is
Veracruz calling Señor Luis Durone.
Speaking.
Operator: Bueno. El
señor esta en la linea.
Man: Don Durone? Yes?
Success.
Any problems?
Nothing of importance... now.
Have a happy journey, Mr. Mola.
Gracias.
Is Skalare in?
Durone?
I just spoke with Mr. Mola.
You're in business.
We're in business, Louie.
They'll be here in six days.
I'd like it sooner. I might get
caught with my finger in my nose.
I'd be sorry about that.
No you wouldn't, Louie.
You'd like to see me
go down, wouldn't you?
Pete, I'd like to see you dead.
(yodeling)
Hey, Patsy, come here.
Just a minute, I
haven't moved yet.
Move your rook to
bishop one. Come here.
Yeah, yeah, that's right.
Durone: See anything
strange out there?
Nah, nothing.
You're not only
stupid, you're blind.
That's why you ended up nowhere.
Aw, come on now,
if working for you is
nowhere, then I'm nowhere.
What's out there?
See that guy up on
the Hollisters' roof?
Yeah, so what?
You also saw him six
or seven months ago.
(vacuum whirrs, phone rings)
Hollister residence.
This is Mr. Durone,
across the street.
May I speak with
Mrs. Hollister, please?
They're in Europe, Mr. Durone.
Did they tell you they
ordered the roof fixed?
Well, that's what the man said.
The roofer said that?
Yes sir. Is anything wrong?
Well did Mr. Hollister tell you
that you should expect a roofer?
No, sir. But the man
isn't asking for money.
He's doing finishing touches
he's already been paid for.
I see. Thank you.
You! Up there!
Baretta: Hi, down there.
What are you doing up there?
What are you doing down there?
I'm from
Mr. Hollister's law firm,
Benton, Benton... You're what?
(shouting) Benton,
Benton $ Sprague.
Got ya!
Now I called the company that
roofed this house five months ago.
They don't remember
sending out a man today.
What's your name?
What's yours?
Who employed you to work here?
Who called you about me?
Now I'm not gonna
answer your questions!
You're gonna answer
mine. Who are you?
I'm a cop.
Is that so? Show me your badge.
Now, wait a minute.
You call the 53rd Precinct
and ask for Inspector Shiller
and he'll tell you.
I think I'd prefer
to see your badge.
If I show you my badge,
then the folks I'm watching
are gonna be watching me
watching you watch my badge.
Then I'm gonna be blown.
Yeah, well they're
already watching.
They called you?
That is correct. Mr. Louis
Durone called me.
Mr. Louis Durone
formerly of Danbury Pen.
He's a big macher
in the crime world.
Oh, I understood that
he was a retired general.
Well, he's a general of
sorts. He's not retired yet.
They do that with a little
double-barreled gun about that big.
Now, wait a minute, don't leave.
I'm getting through
up here on the roof.
It was very nice meeting you.
I'm sorry I disturbed you, Officer.
You want a beer? Hang around.
I'll tell you all about the bad guys
and the guns and everything.
You don't have to leave.
Have a nice day!
Same to you.
I don't like it.
What's that?
The black Chevy.
I think he's on us.
Well, maybe you should
have used the telephone.
Some things you don't say
on the telephone, dummy,
it's probably tapped again.
Make a right at the next corner.
Slow down, I'm getting out.
Where to, sir?
You know the
waterfront? You bet!
There's a fishing pier at
the foot of Race Street.
You got it, pal.
That's it, boss.
You wait here. I'll be
back in 10 minutes.
I gotta keep the meter running.
Did I say not to? You got it.
Well, you want to
tell me anything?
No. Everything is cool. Why?
Well, I've been smelling things.
Somebody is all of a sudden
taking an interest in me.
The cops are watching the house.
You sure of that?
Don't tell me how
to run the business.
I got rid of one...
A roofer on my neighbor's house.
You pass on the deal.
You pass on the deal?
I pay the Mexico costs,
but I don't take the goods.
We got a contract, Pete.
I deliver and you distribute.
When the pills
come, they're yours.
Are you trying to
stick me with a fall?
I'll bring in some heavy help.
You'll do what?
You heard me.
You better pray that I didn't.
You don't want to
always be a creep, Pete.
You're in it way over
your head already.
Is there anything
you want to ask me?
No. Everything
is perfectly clear.
Well, remember that.
Where to now,
boss? Mount Chester.
You got it.
♪ Go to bed with no
price on your head ♪
♪ Don't do it... ♪
Freddy, my man,
come up and see me.
Come up and see
me. Come up here.
Come up and see me... atta-boy.
Come on, come on.
Shake your head.
Shake your head for me.
Hello! Cheer me up a little.
Say hello! Hello.
Do the chicken for me...
atta-boy. Do the chicken for me.
Chicken? Chicken? Chicken?
(cackles)
Give me a kiss.
Want a peanut butter sandwich?
Give me a kiss.
Here, wait a minute.
Eat, partner.
We're gonna get old man Durone.
We just gotta be
patient and stay cool...
and outfox him.
Your time has come, old man.
I'm here to collect...
and I got all the
time in the world.
Patsy: How is she?
They still won't let me see her.
That car's still out there.
That's three days now.
That man still in it?
Maybe we shouldn't have
scared the turkey off the roof.
Now he don't care that we
know he's watching us or not.
(shouts) Well, I care!
♪ Don't shake the dice ♪
♪ If you can't pay the price ♪
♪ Keep your eye
on the sparrow... ♪
What the hell...
You're the cab driver?
Yep.
And you're the guy
up on the roof too, huh?
That's me. Who are you?
You might say I'm the dues
collector come to pay a call.
Would you like to
have a little tea?
(cackles)
Oh, that's Fred.
Fred, say hello.
Hello.
You're a cop?
Yep.
Well, you're intruding
on my privacy.
You got no right to sit
here in front of my house.
Now, now, the
street's a public place.
I'm a flatfoot. I got a right
to be here. Call your lawyer.
Get out of here, or I'll call
somebody and it won't be a lawyer.
I'm a peace officer.
You can't threaten me.
This is not a threat,
this is an order.
I'm taking a walk. When I come
back you're not gonna be here, right?
Don't slam the door,
you'll scare Fred.
Mr. Durone, don't get
tense, wait a minute.
Here, wait just a minute.
It's early in the morning.
I'm still stiff. Mr. Durone,
hold on just a second here.
You know I got a right
to watch your place.
I'm a peace officer, and I'm
gonna watch it day and night...
and night and day...
and day and night.
Nothing you can do.
You sound like a psycho!
All right, I'm a little nuts.
Why don't you humor me?
I want to ask you a couple
of questions about some dope
coming from Mexico. That's
a thousand miles from here.
Where are you from, son?
Right here on our city streets.
Burnside, right? That's right.
What's your name? Tony Baretta.
Tony Baretta? Yeah, I'm Irish.
(coughs)
Ever take a bribe, Tony? Huh?
Ever take a bribe? No, not yet.
Why not? I guess I never
met anybody who got my price.
What is your price?
I don't know. I'll let you
know when I find out.
Everybody's got
one. Yeah, that's right.
That's life. Maybe
life ain't everything.
You walk too fast. I'm worn out.
You ought to stop
smoking those things.
I don't smoke them.
I think you better sit down, eh?
Thanks a lot. Excuse me.
You do that every morning?
Oh yeah. Oh, boy!
Yeah, I'm a cop.
You're a psycho cop. You
know they're the worst kind.
Well, maybe we are a
little psycho these days.
See, you're not keeping up.
You're getting a
little long in the tooth.
You're a joker, eh, son?
A little bit. Well, so am I.
I was born in
Burnside, too. I figured.
You gotta have a sense of
humor to come from a zoo like that.
If you don't have
one you don't survive.
Maybe that's how
come we're still here.
Mr. Durone, it's been
nice reminiscing with you
but I'd still like to ask
you a couple of questions.
I don't answer
questions from cops.
I don't even talk to cops.
Well, partner, you
got a lot of trouble then
'cause I'm gonna stick with
you like the gray in your hair.
Till I get tired of it. Then I'm
gonna do something about you.
Oh, no, now. Don't
keep saying that.
I don't want to arrest you
for threatening an officer.
What would you like to
arrest me for, Mr. Baretta?
A couple of things. Like what?
Murder, for one.
Yeah.
They killed that old guy
down there in Mexico.
You didn't know that, did you?
I don't know anything about it.
I'm so clean you couldn't
even flake me with it.
Yeah.
The trucks are on their way.
There ain't nothing
you can do about it.
They're gonna come
right to your doorstep.
You know you're wasting
the taxpayer's money,
and I'm one of the
biggest taxpayers.
Now why don't you
grab that as an idea?
No, that'd just
wear my brain out.
I'll sit here and wait for
something to happen...
and it will.
It will.
You keep sitting
here... and it will.
Ah, Mr. Durone, if
you want to talk to me,
my office is right
up the street.
(knocks)
(Irish accent) Hello.
I've seen you before.
You're the man on the roof.
The man on the roof I am.
You're the man in
the car over there, too?
Sure, I'm the
man in the car, too.
I was thinking of
calling the police on you.
Faith now, love. You don't
have to be after doing that.
The police are here already.
You're not going
on the roof again?
No, I'll just be using
your phone for a twit...
if you don't mind.
Use the one in the den.
You're a love.
(phone rings)
Hello.
Hello, Billy, you darling boy.
Who's this?
This is Tony.
Are you busy? I need
a little care package.
Sure, but can it
wait till tomorrow?
Wait till tomorrow? I
ain't going no place.
It's gonna be a long wait.
Get a pencil, on account
of I got a lot of junk.
(hums)
Good morning, kid.
I know a guy in a wheelchair
can do better than that.
You got my glue?
Yeah.
Ah, thanks, partner.
Oops!
10¢ change.
Better get out of the street
before I have to arrest you.
♪ De de de ♪
♪ You're just
another packet rat ♪
♪ Aboard the Nellie B. ♪
What are we gonna work on today?
(mock gruff voice)
Boyo, today we're going
to put in the mainmast, you see.
Hold on to that. I want you to
have hands like a brain surgeon.
The foremast, the
mainmast, and the aft mast.
Here's the quarterdeck
where Long John Silver
and Captain Kidd had it
out in a bucket of blood.
(chirps)
Hi, Fred. Hello.
Can I touch him?
Well, now I told you before
Fred sometimes
thinks he's an eagle.
I recall once on the shipboard
when he tore a
bosun's mate's arm off.
He did do that.
You don't believe it, do you?
Go ahead, touch him. You only
need one arm. Here comes breakfast.
You were teasing!
(normal voice No, I wasn't,
man. He's got his teddy bear,
so he ain't grumpy this morning.
But if he was feeling bad,
he'll tear a hole in your bag
and shove your foot through
it. That's what he'd do.
Uh-oh, what's that
big gorilla want?
Move over a little bit.
Either you get out of
here or get out of the car.
Now you know I can't do that.
I got a job to do.
I'm gonna stay here.
I got a job to do and I'm
gonna enjoy... Wait a minute!
Hold on, all right.
I'm getting out.
I'm getting out.
Look... watch, I'm getting out.
This guy's a banana.
You know I could arrest you?
Arrest me. Go on, arrest me.
Wait a minute, that's
what you want, ain't it?
If I arrest you, I
got to run you in,
and I won't be here
to watch your boss.
Either arrest me...
or you got to fight me.
Make up your mind.
That's kind of a slim choice
so I guess we're gonna fight.
That's what we're gonna
do. We're gonna fight.
Wait a minute, wait a minute,
I told you, I'm a cop. Look
here, the trouble you could get in.
I might even fall
down and shoot you.
See, you big dummy.
Get out of the car,
kid. Go sit up there.
Fred, stay cool, partner.
All right, you ready?
Yeah, I'm ready...
No, I ain't ready.
I think we better fight
up here on the lawn.
Why?
On account of you old guys don't
bounce too good on the cement.
You're really a
smart guy, aren't you?
Didn't you fight pro?
Yeah, I was a contender.
(gasps) I'm telling you...
What am I gonna do, work on
you while you're mouthing off?
You're gonna get yourself
in trouble with the law.
You're hanging around
acting suspicious.
For the last time, you're
gonna get yourself arrested
for interfering with a peace
officer and that's heavy time.
(grunts)
Wait a minute, hold it.
I'm feeling we need
a breather anyway.
It's only fair to warn you...
A police officer today
does not fight fair
and if you're not careful,
I'm gonna put a hurt on you
where it'll heal slow. Ooh-hh!
See? I told you that
what I was... Whoa!
Baretta: Count for a second.
Well, go on. I'm ready.
Now, I'm serious.
I'm just warming up, now.
You see these short legs?
Stand still. They're
gonna run you...
I'm standing still. Come on.
Stand still, you little rat.
Come on.
(gasps heavily)
Baretta: Come On.
All right.
Why don't you get out of
here and go away, huh?
I can't do that.
How can I go in and tell
him I didn't do nothing?
Partner, it ain't
nothing personal,
but just like you
had to come out here
and do what you gotta do,
I gotta do what I gotta do.
You don't know
about him. I'm staying.
(gasping) He's retired.
His wife is sick, she's dying.
He's got enough
on him without you.
I'm sorry about that.
I don't even know the man,
but I gotta do what I gotta do.
"When the Man calls,
the collar falls," Charlie.
Well, I'm going to tell
you something, buster,
you're either going to get
out of here one way or another,
but you're moving. That's it.
(pants)
He never laid a
glove on me, right?
Willie boy is here!
Yeah, and here's
your gaggle of soup
and your giggle of beer.
Great. Give me that foot powder
before you do anything else.
Foot powder, okay.
Here's your foot powder.
Terrific. Ah-hh!
Here.
Beautiful.
Here's some baby powder.
Take a hobo shower.
I love you, man.
Ah, that's terrific. Terrific.
This is kind of
important to you, huh?
Are you kidding? $8 million
worth of Spansules coming in?
Enough for 100,000
kids to go bonkers on.
They make 'em here, ship 'em there
and they come back clean as a whistle.
I'm gonna get 'em. That's worth
camping out for a couple of weeks.
Yeah. Look why don't you
grab a couple of hours' sleep?
Fred and I will
look out for you.
My man, you got it.
Fred, we've been
discussing things.
How's your love
life? Met any robins?
(cackles)
I said robins.
(car horn blows)
What's going on?
Freddie? Who got the ball?
(horn blows)
Oh! Good morning,
Deputy Commissioner Slater.
Very nice to see you, sir.
Hey, Foley, you're stepping up
in the world. Got a new job, huh?
Baretta, nice to see you.
Nice to see you. You got your
shoes shined and everything?
Yes, that's right.
I got a message from
the Commissioner.
The Commissioner got a phone
call from Councilman Harris
all about how one of our men
was "harassing" Mr. Louie Durone.
Were you harassing
Mr. Louie Durone, Detective?
No, sir.
You intimidating him, Detective?
Oh, no, sir. Matter of fact, he's
been trying to intimidate me.
I'm sitting here doing my job.
Slater: You got probable
cause to harass this man?
I'm not harassing him, sir,
and I got more
than probable cause.
I got a whole load
of amphetamines
he's bringing up from Mexico.
I'm gonna make the
Commissioner a hero.
The Commissioner
doesn't want to be a hero...
he wants to be mayor...
and you're not gonna
get in his way, Baretta.
One more call and
you're in trouble.
Why don't you tell the Commissioner
not to answer his phone?
You don't have to answer
that, sir, I'm just teasing you.
Foley, let me see your gun. I'm
gonna take you off this job right now.
Well, sir, with your permission,
just another 24 hours.
The clock's holding
all the cards now
and I'm really sorry
about that telephone call...
and I've been sitting
here watching this house
day and night for four
days and I'm telling you
it's gonna go down, sir,
and I'm telling you
we're gonna nail him.
You better, Baretta,
because any man
who flaunts the rules
has got to deliver every time.
Er... every time?
Every time.
Yes, sir.
Let's get out of here.
Have a nice day, sir.
"Every time,"
Fred. "Every time."
"Our sphere has landed
way below the surface.
What ho! It seems
there is a monster
beyond our wildest
expectations..."
You don't want to
fight no more, do you?
Mr. Durone sends
his compliments.
He wants to know if you will
have lunch with him or not.
He wants to eat with me?
That's what he said.
Right now? Come on.
Durone: Enough dressing?
We could use some pickles.
You're intelligent, Baretta.
'Cause I like pickles?
(laughs) I also think
you're a little stupid.
You know, I'm not
involved in that Mexican job.
I'm stupid... and
you're involved.
You're not drinking
your wine. It's good.
You can't bribe a cop with
wine. You got any beer?
We'll both have one.
Tap, if you got it.
Do you believe in God, Baretta?
Which one?
You know, there's a
madness to all this.
I'm gonna have to
talk with him someday,
and I'm gonna want
a full explanation.
Mr. Durone, if you
want an explanation,
you're gonna have to
check with the other guy.
What do you want, Baretta?
I'm still waiting for the beer.
No, I mean out of life?
What do you want from it?
My philosophy?
I want the pretty
girls to say yes,
I want the dice to say seven,
and I want to put
you back in the joint.
If you're looking
for a promotion,
you're going about
it the wrong way.
You won't get it out of me.
I ain't never gonna
get no promotion.
I'm gonna die a
plain old flatfoot.
There's a good
chance that you will.
(laughs)
You're not like the cops I
used to know 15, 20 years ago.
They used to thump you around,
take you to the stationhouse,
thump you around some
more then ask the questions.
I think they were more honest.
We still thump you
around pretty good.
You're just
getting a little old.
Everybody's getting old.
The question is, are
you getting any wiser?
Take you, for instance. You
sit out there watching the house.
That's not very wise.
Take you... you got $8 million
worth of dope coming up,
gonna land right in your
lap. That ain't very wise.
You're gonna sit out
there and watch the house
and see if that happens?
I'm gonna sit. And
it's gonna happen.
I thought you were
intelligent, but you're not.
I tried to get through
to you, but I can't.
I think you know how to
get out of here by yourself.
Can I take this with me?
(knocking)
(knocking)
(grunts)
Wait a minute... oh-hh!
Baretta: What the hell
did I walk into? Hey...!
Get off me!
Hey, where are you guys going?
Durone, what the
hell is going on here?
What kind of nuts are you?
What are you doing?
What is this, some
kind of freak show?
Get out of here.
What's going on here?
What? You ain't bad
guys, you're freaks.
You better get out of here.
Come on, what are you guys...
Oh, man... Don't
take my pants off.
Oh, hey...
Somebody call
me a cab, will you?
Get out of here. Come on, now.
Woman: What's the
matter, baby? Nothing.
Didn't your mom
tell about the girls?
Come on, now,
this isn't gonna hurt.
What do you mean
it ain't gonna hurt?
I'm smiling. Get
off of me, will you?
I'll give you $5
if you get off me.
Come on, come on.
(mumbles)
Would you stop with that camera?
I'll give you $10 to get off me.
Oh, boy. Yeah.
Let the good times roll. Right.
Somebody get
the lights, will you?
Oh, man, here he comes again,
Fred. What's gonna happen now?
Mr. Durone presents
his compliments.
Wants to know if you
want to have dinner or not.
You know, I like you, Baretta.
Yeah?
I wonder why? Now tell me why.
'Cause I'm gonna
eat your green turtles.
You know what I think?
It's because we both
come from the same slums.
But then, the poor
have no allegiance.
Poverty drains everything...
especially feelings.
You know what
I really think it is?
You and I are very much alike.
Though we survive, we're
laughing up our sleeve.
We play life like a game...
Use the rules when we have
to, cheat when we got a chance.
Hey, Baretta?
Do you mind if I
tell you something
that happened to me
a couple of weeks ago?
Yeah, sure. Anything.
I have a daughter,
she's 16 years old.
We don't talk very
much to each other now.
Come to think of it,
I don't think we ever did
talk much to each other.
When she was a baby, I
could have had her love
for a few hugs and kisses.
Now I couldn't buy her love
for all the money in the world.
Anyway, I was sitting in
the house having a drink
and she comes in tells
me she's getting married.
And she brings this punk in...
with the hair and the clothes.
Right then I knew
that I lost her.
When I asked the kid if he
wanted a job or something,
he laughed at me. He
looked at my daughter
and they walked out of
the room, hand in hand.
It was like...
like life turned
its back on me...
Like I was irrelevant
or something.
Hey, Baretta?
Are you through? Huh?
Yeah... finished.
You play chess?
For how much?
A million?
Durone: A little
while ago I asked you
what life was about, Baretta,
and you didn't answer me.
When you get to be
my age, you can answer.
It's your move, boss.
But life to me is a picture...
Front face and
profile, and a number.
That's what I had
to fight against
and I fought my way out
of it. I educated myself.
I cheated brilliantly and
destroyed people spectacularly.
I took a lot of money.
I made a place... for
myself and my family.
But when I saw those
two kids walk out on me,
I realized I hadn't
made a life at all.
Your move.
I hadn't made anything,
but I had something... my wife.
She's a beautiful
woman, Baretta.
Her name is Mary.
There's one rule they
didn't tell me about...
You can't win.
They don't tell you that rule
when you start playing the game
but that's the bottom
line... The last word...
You can't win.
Yeah, I know a little bit
about that rule myself.
I had my life all
figured out once...
I was gonna become a cop
and save the whole world.
All of a sudden one
night everything I loved
was laying there
dead in my arms...
on account of I was a cop.
I know about that rule.
Your move.
You owe me a fin. Checkmate.
(phone rings)
(ringing)
Yeah?
I'll be over right away.
I'm gonna tell you about
those amphetamines.
It was a deal Pete Skalare set
up with me three months ago.
There were two things
wrong with the deal...
One, my wife is dying...
and I don't want to
go through with it.
Second, I don't want
to go through with it
because of Pete Skalare.
And third, Mr. Durone,
the deal was
wrong to begin with.
Don't interrupt me, huh?
Let me tell you about the
"photographic session" this afternoon.
You with your pants down.
You know who that is? No.
That's Pete
Skalare's girlfriend.
For a cop, you
keep lousy company.
This is your checkbook. This
is a receipt from your bank.
I arranged to put
$5,000 into your account.
See, we're expecting
150 kegs of amphetamines
into our country
through our port.
Now you can get
anything through our port
if you've got the
right connections.
What I'm trying to tell you...
is that we set you up
to look like one of
those connections.
Or I can give you
the amphetamines.
Nah, you ain't gonna
give me nothing.
I'll tell you about them. Why?
Because my wife is dying.
You're gonna tell me about
them because your wife is dying?
That's right.
I'm sorry, Mr. Durone,
I don't believe that.
Why not? It's something else.
What something else?
You... you and Pete Skalare.
You were in prison
together up in Danbury.
It's in the records.
Don't try to psych it out, huh?
Take the stuff and be a hero.
It's not your wife,
it's Pete Skalare.
Is it? Yes, it is.
My wife is Pete
Skalare's sister.
You're right about Danbury.
I spent five years up
there with Pete Skalare.
Pete was okay.
But I was going out of my mind.
You see, Pete's sister
used to visit him once
a month from Detroit,
and bring him things.
The only way to stay alive is to
have contact with the outside world.
Pete told his sister about me.
He told her I was going crazy.
So she started to visit
me, bring me things.
I don't know how she
scraped the money together,
but she did it. I
fell in love with her.
When I got outside...
You married her.
Yeah, I married her...
But forget about me.
All that trouble she went to,
traveling from Detroit all
the way down to the prison,
to see Pete.
Three months ago I told him
Mary was sick and
wanted to see him.
You know what he said?
He said, "I'll try and make it."
But he never showed up.
He still hasn't.
Mr. Durone?
Mr. Durone, here he is.
You win the game, Baretta.
I'm not playing any game.
My wife is dead,
the game's over.
The pills will be
here tomorrow night.
Berth Q, Alexandra Dock,
on MV Aurelia, from Veracruz.
How do I recognize them?
They're wooden
crates... labeled "AEP"...
Agricultural machinery
for servicing."
The captain, the mate, the radio
operator are all in on the deal.
I'm sorry.
Baretta?
No way you can connect me
with it, so don't waste your time.
If you take my advice,
you'll make shipboard arrests
and confiscate the pills
and forget everything else.
I'm gonna call Pete
and tell him about it.
He's my wife's brother...
So you won't get him
and you won't get me.
Take the stuff. I'm handing
it to you on a platter.
That's all you're gonna get...
and that's enough.
Man #1: What are you doing here?
I'm waiting for a bus.
Who are you?
Who are you?
We work here. We
don't like strangers.
Well, let's introduce ourselves.
Then we won't be strangers.
Oh, gonna get smart,
huh? Hold it, wait.
Yeah, this is Baretta.
No, I'm still at the
docks. The trucks just left.
They're on their way
to Skalare's warehouse.
Never mind that. You
just take care of your end
and I'll take care of mine.
Okay.
Come, Mr. Durone.
Come.
The suffering's over.
She's at rest now.
Thank you, Father.
What are you doing here?
I'm sorry I'm late. I...
I don't know you.
Who the hell are you?
I'm sorry about your wife.
I don't know you.
I'm sorry, Mr. Durone.
I'm sorry.
Why don't you go away, huh?
You got the amphetamines.
What do you want now?
I told you,
Mr. Durone, I want you.
What do you want me for?
You got dues to pay.
I never got through
to you, did I?
Sure you did.
But it don't make no difference.
We let them trucks go
through this morning.
We arrested your brother-in-law.
When those goods
get to the warehouse,
there ain't gonna be
nobody to make delivery to.
And they're gonna start looking
for you, and I'm gonna be here.
There's $8 million worth
of goods on those trucks.
They ain't gonna turn
around and go back to Mexico.
They're gonna get paid from you.
They'll be here.
Never made contact with
you, huh? Yes, you did.
It didn't count?
Sure... it counted
more than you know.
But like my old
man always said...
"You don't roll the dice if
you can't pay the price."
(car horn blows)
(theme music playing)