Crime Story (1986–1988): Season 1, Episode 18 - The Survivor - full transcript

NARRATOR: This week
on "Crime Story."

[MUSIC THE COOKIES, "DON'T SAY
NOTHIN' BAD"]

-Good evening, ma'am.

[dog barking]

-Come on.

Sit down here for a few hands.

Open game here.

$1,000 limit in this seat.

Sit down.

Win.

Enjoy.



The odds are with you.

Lot of money.

Win a lot of money.

Come on, sit down,
play a few hands here.

$1,000 limit this seat.

The odds are with you.

Sit down, play a few hands.

-Come on, somebody open.

-You, Mr. Luca.

-I open for 300.

-I call.

-Pass.

-Pass.

-Card.



-One good one, Jack.

-One please.

-I'll take one too.

-500.

It's you and me.

-Have five more.

-Got a good hand, huh, Pauli?

Your five and five again.

-I just call.

What do you got for it?

-Two pair of kings and tens.

Hey, what are you doing?

What do you got?

-Straight.

-Close this table down.

It's unlucky for the house.

Here, here's $100.

Take the rest of the night off.

-Thanks, boss.

-I'm the house too, boss.

-Shut up, Pauli.

You're giving me
[inaudible], you know that?

-Hi, Pauli.

-Hi, doll.

-What are you doing here?

-We came to gamble.

Send someone to
give us some chips.

-I have the chips here.

Oh, come on, huh.

All right, you happy?

Hey, Jack.

This is my wife, Cori.

This is Max's wife,
Joanne Goldman.

-Jack.

-Nice to meet you.

-Now go win a million
dollars, all right?

You too.

-Cori, honey, your dog.

-Yeah, watch the dog.

Give him the dog.

Come on, Joanne.

Let's play.

-Give me the dog.

Put those coats in my office.

Pauli, take this,
will you please?

-What do I do with a dog?

-Don't give me any ideas.

[growling]

ANNOUNCER: Frank Fitzpatrick.

Yes, Frank Fitzpatrick
is a very funny man.

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

May I remind you coming
to the Lucky Star Casino

next Tuesday for a week--

-Party after the show.

All right.

ANNOUNCER: This is always
a very big sell out.

-This is the best, huh Jack?

-You bet.

-Drink up.

-Right.

-We're going to land
a couple of these.

-We'd have to be
corpses not to score

with a couple of these chicks.

-Oh, here come the guys.

Let's go.

[laughter]

[music playing]

[arguing]

-Going to act like
a tough guy, I'll

treat you like a tough guy.

When I ask you a question,
I want an answer,

you understand me?

-You OK?

-Yeah, I'm fine.

Keep her away from me.

-Come on!

[screaming]

-Come on, get in here.

Get in.

-Aw, can't we start this out
a little bit more at my place?

-If you promise not to hurt me.

[crashing]

-Hey, friend of yours
down there, huh Pauli?

Huh?

Friend of yours?

What'd he do?

-Wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

I lost my pen.

THEME SONG: As I walk along
I wonder what went wrong

with our lives, lives
that were so strong.

And as I still walk on
I think of the things

we've done together while
our hearts were young.

I'm a walking in the rain, just
a falling and I feel the pain.

Watching all the plays go by.

Some live and others die.

I wonder.

I wo-wo-wo-wo-- wonder why.

Why, why, why, why, why.

I don't walk away.

And I wonder what makes me stay.

Runaway.

A run, run, run, run, runaway.

-You lost your pen.

-There it is.

-Thanks, Jack.

-A favor, buddy.

Don't you ever get mad at me.

-How are things at the casino?

-They got me buried back
there in that poker room,

so I can't even
get close to Luca.

-The action is what's important.

What do you got for me?

-Well, I've been
eyeballing the key people

in the casino operation.

So far I could write my
report on a match book cover.

Uh, I think mostly what they're
stealing is from the slots.

I don't-- I don't know the
last steps of the scam,

what happens to the money after
they get it to the counting

room from the
counting room to Luca.

But however they pull
it off, it's slick.

-Time, Jack.

The more time you're in there,
the more dangerous it is.

-I'm cool.

-I'm not.

-Well, from the counting room
to Luca, that's the mystery.

Now one way or another,
I'm going to get it.

So be patient.

-I'll be patient and
I'll do spot checks too.

I'm going to send Nate
Grossman in there.

They don't know him.

We're doing constant
updates on security.

The Gaming Commission
to send the Steve Altman

daily information people that
the Lucky Star Casino hires.

OK?

So we don't want any clown
walking in there from your past

and saying there's Jack
Claymore, FBI agent, OK?

Now, we're going to be in
there and Altman is a good man.

He's not going to blow the job.

-Stay tight, Mike.

-OK.

-Guess we better break it up.

-Ready to go back?

[crashing]

[MUSIC RIGHTEOUS BROTHERS,
"UNCHAINED MELODY"]

-Fit like an old glove.

-Thanks a lot.

It's me, huh?

Good, old, and comfortable.

-You know what I mean.

-I do?

What do you mean?

-I mean you feel good.

Old and comfortable.

-Well, now it's going to get
good, old, and dangerous.

-Sounds great to me.

Do you get hungry afterwards?

-Every time.

-It's hard to believe
I'm only 18, isn't it?

-Oh, Michael.

No 18 year old knows
how to do that.

-Morning, good morning.

How are you this morning?

-Must have scored big
at Keno last night, huh?

-Morning, Steve.

-Hey, Mike, how you doing?

-Mike, how are you this morning?

You're looking terrific.

-Hey, smiley.

-So how's it with Jack Claymore?

-Well, he's got to get
closer to the count room.

How's the security
going on his cover?

-We're not let anything
get by, don't worry.

-Good.

If there's any
problems, let me know.

We're taking a chance
as it is having

him working in that casino.

-You know, if somebody
from his past shows up,

it's going to be called
on account of rain.

-No, counselor, it'd be a
call on account of death.

-Let's hope not.

I'm gone.

Appointment with the
Gaming Commission.

-See you later.

-So, Mike, can you
and I talk privately?

-Sure, Steve, let's go outside.

-I know you and Lisa
are seeing one another.

-Look, Steve, when this started
I had no idea that she was

your ex or about
to be your ex or--

-No, no, it's OK.

We've been apart six months now.

It's one of those marriages
that never should have happened.

-Well, I know something about
those kinds of problems.

-This isn't Evanston, Illinois.

It's the marriage and
divorce capital of America

and we're both two
grown up adults.

So what I'm trying to
say here is, uh, there

is no reason for you to feel
awkward or uncomfortable.

We have to work together.

I don't want you in an
uncomfortable situation.

If you and Lisa hit
it off, well that's,

uh, that's just great
as far as I'm concerned.

-Thanks, Steve.

I appreciate it.

-Well, you're both great people.

You'll be getting a great gal.

And Tracy's adjusted very
well as an adopted daughter.

And I'll be concerned how
you get along with her.

-Thanks, Steve, I appreciate it.

I really do.

-Damn it.

Hand me the tape, hon.

Honey, hand me the tape.

Come on, Tracy.

Help me out.

Hand me the tape.

You got problems?

-Yeah, you could say that.

-Anybody I know?

-Sure you know that
guy you married?

-We're not married anymore.

-Well, the way he comes
and goes as he pleases,

you wouldn't know it.

-What are you talking about?

-When he came over last
night and let himself in.

-Well, I changed the lock.

-Well, he has the key.

I mean, I thought
he wasn't supposed

to come around anymore.
-He's not.

What did he say?

-Nothing.

He didn't say-- I
just don't like him.

Mom, I don't like you
being out half the night.

-Baby, I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Sometimes I guess I get selfish.

-Sometimes I don't like to
be alone in the evening.

-Well, I was just out
with Michael Torello.

I love you, Tracy.

Try and talk to me.

-Look at the mirror.

[laughter]

It's really bad.

[laughter]

-What's wrong with Tracy?

-She's upset you
came over last night.

Go inside.

-No, she's upset because
you're out half the night.

Torello's a good man, Lisa,
but don't neglect Tracy.

-My life is none of
your business anymore,

and you better start
remembering that

or we're just going to
have to go back to court.

-You're threatening me
with the justice system?

We go back to court
again and I'll

sue for custody of our daughter.

-She's not yours.

-I legally adopted
her, remember?

Her natural father's dead.

-Let go of me.

-Lisa, Lisa, it doesn't
have to be like this.

Listen, we can make this
thing work if we tried.

-Are you kidding me?

First of all, what you really
mean is if I try, not we.

You get to play
dead and I tried.

Well, I tried and
I tried and I tried

and I got all tried out
about six months ago.

It's over.

-I want my family back.

-Give me back my key.

You let yourself in last night.

-What?

Tracy let me in.

-I can't believe you.

Where do you come off having
a key to my apartment.

-Come off leaving
our daughter alone

in the middle of the night.

Hell of a mom, Lisa.

-I want my key
back and I want you

to get the hell out of here.

[music playing]

-Mind if I go to the
movies with Donna?

-Go ahead, take off.

Wait a minute.

Did you clean your room?

-It's done.

-Heard that one before.

[knocking on door]

-Lisa?

Lisa?

Lisa?

Lisa.

Lisa, what is it?

What's wrong?

-Steve.

-What about Steve?

-He's raping my baby.

[sobbing]

How can I face her?

-Mom, what's wrong?

You had no right reading this.

-Tracy.

-You had no right.

-Tracy, why didn't you tell me?

-You knew.

-I didn't!

-How could you not know?

He's been-- he's been doing this
to me for five years, Mother.

-Why didn't you come to me?

I swear to you I didn't know.

Why didn't you tell me?

-I was afraid.

You know, I didn't think
you would believe me.

-Oh.

-I thought you'd
think I was trying

to take him from you, mom.

I don't know why.

-You don't have to
be afraid anymore.

-What are we going to do now?

-Why don't you the both
of you stay at my place

so no one can bother you?

-What about you?

-Oh, I'll find someplace else.

She say anything
at all about it?

-Not much.

I wish she would.

I don't know what's best.

I don't know how to handle this.

-I think the important
thing is to do nothing

until you decide on
what you want to do.

-What do you mean?

-That you and Tracy have to
think this thing through.

That Altman shouldn't know
what you've discovered.

You should say
nothing to no one.

If this thing gets exposed
or goes public in any way,

it can only hurt Tracy more.

-You're not saying I should
just sit back and do nothing.

MIKE (ON TAPE): No.

What I am saying is that you
and Tracy have to decide if you

want to prosecute him,
confront him with it,

or do nothing at all.

LISA (ON TAPE): He's got to
pay for what he did to Tracy.

-Did you listen to these tapes?

-No sir.

I brought them right
over like you told me to.

-All right, all
right, you can leave.

-Where we going?

-I'm taking you to breakfast.

You see that guy in
the van behind us?

Don't-- don't look too much.

You recognize him at all?

-No.

What's wrong?

-We're being followed.

[horn honking]

-Roll the window.

Roll the window down.

Stop, stop, stop.

My name is Michael Torello.

What's yours?

-Wayne.

Devon Wayne.

-Do you want to meet me, Devon?

-No, sir.

-Then why are you
following me all over town?

-I was hired.

-Who do you work for, Devon?

-Suspicions confirmed.

-Who hired you?

-I can't say.

-Don't make me angry, Devon.

Who hired you?

-Altman.

Steve Altman.

-Why?

-I can't tell you.

-Look into my eyes, Devon.

What do you see?

-My funeral.

-Well?

-To follow you and
to take pictures.

-Of who?

-Of you and the missus.

-Who?

-Mrs. Altman.

-Give me the keys, Devon.

Give me the keys.

All right, get out of the truck.

You're off the case, Devon.

You understand?

-Yes sir, whatever you say.

-You understand, Devon?

-Yes, sir.

-Don't let me catch
you following me again.

OK?

Goodbye.

-You grab the leash.

-They're called reins.

-Whatever it is.

Watch out.

Yah!

Whoa, whoa.

Whoa.

Whoa.

-Where you going?

-Whoa.

How did I do?

-I've never seen anybody ride
like that before in my life.

-I thought I did that well.

I thought the
horse did well too.

Steve.

Brenda Mahoney, Steve Altman.

You found the place OK, huh?

-Listen man, I need to
talk to you right away.

-I'll make some coffee.

-Sure.

-David's, uh, lips.

Yeah.

-Sit down.

So what's so important?

-I have reason to believe
that, uh-- it's more than that.

I have evidence.

Evidence that--

-What?

-Torello is trying to ruin me,
personally and professionally

in order to cement a
relationship with my ex-wife.

-That's ridiculous.

Mike would never do that.

Torello would never mix
up his personal life

with our business.

-All right.

What do you say to this?

Take a look at these pictures.

The man is trying
to steal my family.

-Where'd you get these?

-I took them myself.

I'm not going to stand by
and let a man steal my family

and not put up a fight.

Look.

Look.

He's moving them into
his own apartment.

So?

What do you say to this?

-I say I trust Mike
Torello completely.

-I thought I'd get a reasonable
consideration from you.

-Now look, Steve.

-I'll tell you one thing.

I have reason to believe Torello
is spreading nasty rumors

about myself and my
adopted daughter.

-Listen, Altman,
I don't know what

the hell you're talking about.

-I'm not going to talk about
it anymore, I'll tell you that.

But I will not stand by and
be vilified and slandered

and not put up a fight.

If all of these issues
surrounding-- surrounding

my child and, uh, and uh,
Tracy will be made public by me

first.

You understand that, Abrams?

Made public by me first!

-Sit down here,
play a few games.

Open game over here.

Come on, hold 'em games.

Two empty seats.

Sit down and try your luck.

Come on and sit down
and play a few hands.

We got an empty seat
right here, sir.

You'd like to try
your luck right here?

Sit down and this
is the greatest

game in the world in Las Vegas.

Have a little fun here.

Come on, sit down
and play a few.

-Call.

Call.

Raise 20.

20 to you, ma'am.

Right, ante up.

To the lady there.

Yes, sir.

Ante up now.

That's 20.

[yelling]

-Stay on top.

Punch me.

-The hell is going on?

-It's a new dealer.

I put him away six months ago.

-Where's Altman?

-Should be here any minute.

-I've been trying to get
a hold of you all morning.

Joey, file those please.

-Tell me exactly what happened
last night in the Lucky

Star Casino to Jack Claymore.

-It was an
unfortunate situation,

but it has been handled.

-Where is he?

-Mike, I want you to
keep off Altman's back.

He's under some pressure.

-Look, counselor, I
know what happened.

-Steve, I need to talk to you.

-What's the matter, Altman, you
having trouble doing your job?

-The hell is that
supposed to mean?

-Hey, hey, relax.

Everybody's under pressure here.

-Not the kind he's under.

-Mike, Steve, I don't
know what's between you,

but I suggest you
bury it right now.

We got work to do here.

You're off security.

I want you to
coordinate the probe

of the Midwest
employees pension fund.

-Ah, yeah.

-It's Luca's bank.

-Yeah, I'll get right on it.

-Handle it better than you
did Claymore's security.

-That was an accident!

-Don't have accidents when it
comes to security of my men!

-Mike, I told you that's
been taken care of.

-I got more security on me.

-What's that mean?

-Ask lover boy.

Come on, Joey.

-Thanks, doll.

So talk.

-So the guy was in the
poker room nosing around.

I don't want nobody causing
problems in my game.

-How'd the beef get started?

-The guy was the heat.

I got a thing about nosy cops.

They make me nervous.

-How'd you know he was a cop?

-One of the shills told me.

-Who was the guy, Pauli?

-I don't know, boss.

I was taking a massage
when the beef went down.

-Did you get a
report from security?

-Security didn't take no report.

-Who's in charge of security?

-I am, boss.

-There's nothing in
there, Pauli, is there?

Nothing at all.

-Nothing where?

-In your head, you idiot!

-What you getting mad at me for?

I didn't do nothing.

-Yeah, that's right.

What do you think,
every day's a holiday?

-The guy was the G.
I don't want no G

man snooping around
asking questions.

I figured that's the best
way to get him out of here.

I figure I'm protecting the
hotel and you, Mr. Luca.

-You hear that, Pauli?

-Hear what?

-It's good work.

-Mike.

-Hey.

-Got a minute?

-Sure.

-Come here, let me talk to you.

It's, uh, Steve Altman.

-What about him?

-He's been spouting some
ugly stories about you, Mike.

He's been living in
Vegas a long time

and people are inclined
to believe him.

Some people around here
don't know you like we do.

Can you tell us
anything about it?

-No, I can't, Danny.

It's personal and
it's not the type

of thing that ought to get out.

There are people
that would be hurt.

OK?

-Sure.

Joey.

Come on.

Let's get something to eat.

Got any money?

-No.

-David, Lisa's got to figure
out whether to prosecute or not.

What's Altman's best defense?

-They're going to
try to establish

the mother is immoral.

The girl was left home alone.

You know, Mike, if they can
prove that Tracy had sex

with a boy her own
age that casts doubt.

If, God forbid,
they prove she had

sex with two boys her own
age, then she's a slut.

You know, you can do
anything you want to a slut.

-Any other options?

-Yeah.

Get Altman to volunteer
himself to therapy.

I guess he's going to get
plenty of therapy in the joint,

isn't he?

He's got to be prosecuted.

-What about the publicity?

-A restraining order, then.

I can arrange that.

That's in front of a
judge, not open court.

-Come on, restraining
orders aren't

worth the paper
they're written on.

He'll break it and
have contact with her.

-I don't know what
to tell you, Mike.

It's up to the girl.

-You're right.

Tracy's going to have
to make a decision.

-One more thing, Mike.

From here on he
doesn't carry a shield.

-He works on your side of the
fence, counselor, not mine.

-I'll take care of it.

I'll get Lisa.

Abrams wants to talk to you.

How you doing?

-OK.

I don't want to talk about it.

-I don't blame you.

I wouldn't want to
talk about it either.

Tracy, you see this ugly face?

Huh, do you?

-Yeah.

-Well this face has
seen a lot of life.

Now, I know that
you've been beaten

up emotionally and physically.

The physical part,
that's all over with now.

But what that did to
you inside, honey,

that doesn't heal so easily.

And I know that too.

-I feel so dirty.

-That's what I mean, Tracy.

It's his dirty,
honey, not yours.

It's all right to feel mad.

Come on.

Come on.

-I don't know what to feel.

Sometimes I-- he was the parent.

I was the child.

Like it had to be
me that was wrong.

How's that supposed
to make me feel?

-I don't have all
the answers, Tracy.

But I do know that you
have to talk to people.

Counselors, your mother.

She loves you very much and
she's putting aside everything

she feels to do
what's best for you.

-I just want him out
of my life forever.

-We have ways of doing
that too, legal ways.

But you're going to
have to make a decision.

You'd have to face a few
days of tough questions

by lawyers who really don't
care about how you're feeling.

-I have to talk
about it in court?

-Yeah, you would.

But only if you wanted to.

If you don't want
to, that's OK too.

We'll find other ways to
keep him away from you.

-I just don't think I can
talk about what he did to me.

What would you do?

-Me?

Well, I'm not you, Tracy.

You shouldn't want
revenge because I would.

You're a good person, Tracy,
who survived a bad person.

When you start
feeling that pain,

maybe you should work on
feeling the pride too.

Your mother's proud of
you, I'm proud of you.

And you should start
feeling proud of yourself.

It's your decision, Tracy.

-Let's take him to court.

Who is he that he can
get away with this?

-They're filing charges!

I raised that child.

I treated her like
my own daughter

and Torello persuades her
to make false accusations?

-You're taking some time
off as of right now, Steve.

You go home and get
your life together.

If the charges
against you are false,

you have nothing to fear.

-What if I'm being
framed, David?

-Well, you know the law
in Nevada as well as I do.

-Yeah.

I could get 20 years.

You're on his side too.

You're on his side.

Don't you understand?

Torello got Tracy to accuse me.

He's doing this to ruin
me so he can take my wife.

I'm going to face my accuser.

I'm going to face Tracy.

And when I do, the real truth
will come out, believe it.

-Is there a problem?

-Why?

-Altman's carrying a piece.

-What?

-Altman.

He took a gun out
of his desk drawer.

-Where's Torello?

-He's with Claymore.

Now what's going on?

-Walter, I want you to try to
raise Mike on your car radio.

I'll bet you Altman's going
after Tracy with a gun.

-Hey, Jack.

-Hey, Mike.

-How you doing?

-All right.

Good to see you.

-Good to see you.

Took care of that problem
with the dealer in the casino.

-I don't know how he slipped by.

-You don't want to hear it.

But it won't happen
again, I promise.

Grossman tells me you've got
a pretty good [inaudible].

-Yeah, well, he doesn't
look too bad himself.

Hey Mike, I got some
good news for you.

I'm out of that poker tomorrow.

-Where'd they put you?

-I'm a floor man in the casino.

-Does that get you any
closer to the count room?

-You bet it does.

I'm going to be able to see him
skim some of that cash maybe.

-Good.

-Yeah, right.

Hey Mike.

-Yeah?

-Abrams is coming to see you.

He says it's urgent.

Here he comes.

-Mike.

-What is it?

What's wrong?

-It's Altman.

He's in bad shape.

He's got a gun, Mike.

I think he's after Tracy.

I notified the police.

-You go with Abrams.

I'm going to my place.

Come on.

[music playing]

[door opens]

-Michael?

Mom?

Is that you?

-Tracy, what are
you doing to me?

-Go, go, go away, Steve.

-You're destroying me.

You're destroying me, honey.

Now what did I do to you?

Nothing!

Don't you know how
much I love you?

I just taught you about life.

I, I-- I just showed
you how to grow up.

Come here.

I never, I never forced
you to do anything, did I?

-No.

-We made agreements, yes?

-We agreed on everything.

-OK.

OK.

Now say it.

Say it here.

Say it into the tape recorder.

Say I never forced
you to do anything.

-You never forced
me to do anything.

-We never had sex.

-No, never.

-And everything
you said to Torello

and everybody else,
they're all lies.

-I lied about
everything to everybody.

-OK, honey.

Now why?

Why?

Why did you lie?

-Because, um, because--
because-- because my mom's

never home with me.

-Your mother's never
home with you, yes.

-No.

-What?

Come on!

-I want her to be
at home with me.

-And what else?

-I lied to everybody.

[sobbing]

-Tracy.

-Oh, God, no, please.

Please leave me alone.

God, please.

-Tracy.

Tracy!

Tracy!

Stay there.

Don't move.

-Oh God.

-Damn it.

[gunshot]

[distant sirens]

-Hastily scribbled
notes is a pretty

good alibi for you, isn't it?

-Hey, what are you saying?

-I don't suppose
that even vaguely

resembles your
handwriting, does it?

-Are you choking on something?

Why don't you spit it out.

-All right, wait a minute.

Captain, I think you should
make a case before you make

your allegations,
unless you want

to be at odds with the
Justice Department.

-It's all right, David, he's
only doing what I would do.

Listen, Captain, I would
have killed this creep myself

if he would have had the decency
to wait a few more seconds.

-Clean up your life, Torello.

Sooner or later
this kind of thing

is going to go bad for you.

This is a suicide.

Let's get this cleaned up so
the coroner can move the body.

-I don't really
want to leave you.

-I really don't want
you to leave me.

But it's the right decision,
and it'll be good for Tracy,

believe me.

[sighs]

-Don't disappear on us.

-Not a chance.

You either, huh?

Hey Tracy, you take care
of yourself, all right?

-All right.

-I told you were a survivor.

-You're so cool.

-Huh?

What?

What does she mean by that?

I'll see you.

Take care.

All right, you too.

I'll be talking to you.

-I love you, Mike.

-I love you too, kid.

-Vodka rocks, twice.

-Thanks.

Well, how are you
tonight, Michael?

I'm just fine, how are you?

Doing anything tonight?

No, I'm not doing
much of anything.

How about you?

No.

Do you want to go out
and have a good time?

You know me.

I'm always ready
for a good time.

Good.

[music playing]