Police Woman (1974–1978): Season 1, Episode 7 - Fish - full transcript
[Shouting]
[Siren Blaring]
I don't think she'll mind spending
a little time in jail doing me a favor.
She conspired in a homicide, and I'm
gonna see that she takes the fall for it!
You don't know Maury, and I do.
He wouldn't kill you, would he?
- Snitch!
- I'm gonna get Ziegler if it's
the last thing I ever do.
- [Tires Screeching]
- Bill!
Hold it, hold it. [Mutters]
In a minute. She'll cut.
Okay. There you go.
Thank you. I feel
better already.
Now we can proceed with the
game. I promise you I won't cheat.
- I hope not.
- Mmm.
We'd better ante up,
otherwise I'm gonna win.
[Clicking]
There it is. Stark was
spotted by Airport Intelligence...
deplaning from a Detroit
flight Monday morning.
And we hear about it
four days later. What
are they using for
communications, pigeons?
It got misrouted, Bill.
I'll tell you something. If Maury Ziegler's
planning a hit on his ex-bookkeeper,
this is just the turkey
he'd get to do it.
Finley ought to be
safe for the moment.
There can't be more than six people
who know where we've got him holed up.
Are you kidding?
He's got a bigger budget
for snitches than we got.
Oh. Then the hit could come when
we shuttle Finley to the courthouse.
You'd better put an intelligence
report out on this guy. I mean, right now.
It's on you. I'll take three.
We'd better ante.
Yeah, I'd appreciate that.
Three. Off the top.
Two for me, please. Two.
Now, excuse me. The doctor's
got to see what he has below.
Aha. I'll take one, gentlemen.
I'll take one blue.
Yes, what about you, sir?
I'll bump you two blues.
Oh, you bumped two blues. Oh.
See ya. No, don't. I'm out.
[Blowing]
Your two. I'll call.
- What ya got?
- Read 'em and weep. Aces and eights.
- That's a dead man's hand,
Finley.
- How's that?
That was the night old Wild Bill
Hickok thought he had it made.
- And he got it in the back.
- [All Laughing]
I don't believe either of
you, but I'll drink to that.
The man doesn't
believe us, Pete.
Well, that's a first. Yeah.
As soon as you guys called, we put
immediate roadblocks on all the bridges.
And choppers and the harbor
police are patrolling the shoreline.
We've definitely got Stark holed up
on that island. Come on. Let's get at it.
Okay, well, when did he check
in? Was he alone? Uh-huh.
That's all, huh?
Okay. All right.
I'll get back to you. Thanks.
[Phone Clanks In Cradle]
Bill, I might have
something here. [Whirring]
Huh? Bill, I've got
something, I think.
You mean something besides
those beautiful brown, blurry eyes?
Considering how tired I am,
I'm sure they're bright red.
I checked out hotels and mot...
Would you turn
that... thing off?
I've... Oh. [Whirring Stops]
I've checked out hotels, motels
and reasonable facsimiles...
within a five-hour
radius of the island.
There's one called
the Churchill Arms...
Kind of snazzy... with
one very interesting guest.
How interesting? Well, he
checked in a few days ago.
He's hardly gone out, except
for a couple of hours last night.
And he's made a couple
of calls to Detroit, Michigan.
Could be something. What
was the name of that hotel?
[Pepper] The Churchill
Arms on Ocean Avenue.
The man's registered
as "Dolan," 404.
Is he in? Yeah.
Thanks. You're welcome.
[Bell Dings]
Ziegler's chick. Yeah.
Her friend's in 404.
Hey, Joe, tail her. Yeah?
Pete, we want Stark
alive and talking.
Right. I'll get the fire
escape then. Good.
[Tires Screeching]
[Tires Screeching]
[Yells]
Police officer! Open
the door! [Gunshot]
Don't you die on me.
Call an ambulance.
Hey, Pete, get up here!
Police emergency. This
is Sergeant Anderson.
Request ambulance.
Churchill Arms. 657
Ocean Avenue. Room 613.
Right. Smell that. What's
that smell like to you?
Cologne. I think it's
Etoile, but I'm not sure.
Is he still with
us? Yeah. So far.
[Ringing] Yeah? Yeah, Joe.
I told you to tail
her, not bust her.
Just try not to fall in
till I get there, okay?
If he comes to, try
to get a statement.
Pete, you're with me.
What'd you charge her with?
Running a red light,
speeding, reckless driving...
and violation of State
Ordinance 1,012.
What the heck is that?
[Joe] Polluting the harbor.
What payoff? [Sniffs] Mmm.
May I? Sure.
[Sniffs] It's nice.
It has a very familiar
smell to it, Miss Blye.
It shouldn't. It's expensive.
Très, très cher, as
they say. And it's Binnie.
I don't like formalities,
especially with attractive men.
Jamais, as they say.
Okay, Binnie.
See, that's better.
You know that this has the
same smell as the payoff money?
Proving what?
Proving that you carried the
payoff money in your purse.
Didn't you? Hmm?
My, aren't you the detective.
But you're wrong, "Shylock."
"Sherlock."
Sherlock. [Blows] That's better.
But you did carry the payoff money
in your purse, didn't you, Binnie?
Mr. Stark happened
to adore my cologne,
and so I bought him a
bottle of it for Christmas.
Well, then, how
do you explain this?
I mean, is this a
birthday present to you?
Uh, we just spent a few
hours together and, uh,
apparently, while I wasn't
looking, he just put that in my bag.
I don't know why. I
can't imagine why, but...
When I saw it, well, I didn't want to get
busted on a Sullivan, so I got rid of it.
I tell you, Binnie, you
got the wrong state.
See, the Sullivan Law
is strictly New York.
Oh, they don't have one of
those out here in the boonies, huh?
You're not gonna tell
me anything, are ya?
I already have.
Know what happened to Pinocchio
when he didn't tell the truth?
[Monitor Beeping]
So, all we still got on old
Maury Ziegler is a big, fat nothin'.
We could throw his old lady into
the slammer on a murder charge.
Maybe that'd give him something
to think about. Mm-hmm.
The bail money that the
eight lawyers would've
come up with would
take about eight seconds.
That's possible. In the meantime,
Stark's still in the ball game.
Ballistics phoned, said that bullet they
took out of Finley came out of Stark's gun.
The complexes are
slowing. [Beeping Continues]
You'd better make it fast.
Mr. Stark, I'm a police officer.
Uh, you are going to die.
With that knowledge, please
understand that any statement you make...
will have overriding
validity in a court of law.
Will you tell us who hired
you to murder Arthur Finley?
[Whispering] I think it
was... [Continues, Indistinct]
[Monitor Buzzing]
$250,000?
Maury, I was fortunate
to get any bail set at all.
Anyway, I doubt if we can make
bail on her. What do you mean by that?
Her probation officer
contacted me after we left court.
Said they're going to
violate her probation.
- Where'll they put her?
- Well, she's just like
a sentenced prisoner.
She'll go to Browder for Women.
It isn't half bad, considering.
- Look, Maury, one charge
is akin to first-degree murder.
- So what do you advise me to do?
Well, we can try to bail her out,
get her probation hold dropped.
Then fly her down to
Rio for a while, huh?
If she's out on bail,
she sticks around.
Look, Wilson, Binnie's
crazy about me.
Don't forget. I took her out of that
hillbilly joint and put her on television.
- Got her a record contract
in Nashville.
- You've been very good to her.
The way Binnie feels about
me, I don't think she'll mind...
spending a little time
in jail doing me a favor.
- I don't know, Maury.
- Well, I do.
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I'd... like to finish my massage.
Well, Maury Ziegler's
opened the door for us.
And Liane Pepper Anderson
can go through it if she wants to.
You can go right through
that door, sweetheart.
Uh, what door is that?
Uh, one fitted with
those little steel bars.
- You know, Miss Blye's
gonna be hurtin' in that hole.
- That's right.
- She's gonna need a friend.
- Like Liane Pepper
What's-her-name.
Taking her on and holding
her hand, trying to get her...
to blow the whistle on that mean old
Maury Ziegler, the man who put her there.
I think I hate you guys.
I know I hate you guys.
I am positive I hate you guys.
[No Audible Dialogue]
[Doorbell Rings]
Hi, Bill. Hello. Hi.
Pepper Anderson, this is
Dr. Ester Howell. Nice to meet you.
So nice to meet you. Wanna
come in and have a drink? Sure.
What would you like? Oh,
I'd like a soft one, thanks.
Bill? I'll have a shot of that tequila
Pete left if you've still got some.
Why don't you sit
over there? Okay.
I'm Spanish tonight. Oh, you do?
I'm so glad you were able to
come over, Doctor. Thank you.
We had an interesting
conversation coming over.
She's got some
things to tell you.
I told the doctor
we're taking you...
before Judge McNally tonight
and charging you with prostitution.
- I can hardly wait.
- She'll be known as Eve Dennis.
We've already tipped the judge off
to give her 60 days in women's jail.
- I see. Mm-hmm.
- What we'll do is,
we'll put her in the lockup.
She'll be seen by the
sentenced prisoners.
That way it'll help
launch her cover.
I think it'll also be helpful in
that it will get her into the role too.
Oh, should I be studying up on my
Stanislavski? Well, it couldn't hurt.
Listen, don't make
jokes. Dr. Howell here...
is the leading authority
on female penology.
- I'm serious.
- Pepper, we have made a study
that could be helpful to you.
We've studied jailers
and convicts, and...
Well, they're both in the same
environment. As you know,
there's one overwhelming difference,
and that is that the jailers know...
every minute of the day, if they
choose, they can just walk out.
The cons know they can't.
But the strange thing is that this
affects the very look in their eye,
their whole attitude, even the
way they carry their body and,
well, this goes
double for a fish.
Wait. I heard that,
and I can't remember...
- Fish is what
they call a new con.
- Oh, yeah. That's me.
[Howell] Yeah, that's you. And
there's one thing these gals hate...
more than anything in the world,
and that's a snitch, an informer.
- You'd better not forget that.
- What else shouldn't
she forget, Doctor?
I don't mean to scare
you at all, Pepper,
but you're walking into a
powder keg of emotions.
People feel frustrated, futile.
You've got your ideal
base for violence to occur.
It could be fatal.
Okay, Jackson. I'll take
her over to the dormitory.
[Woman] Whoo-whee! Look at that.
Say, hey, look at that.
Hey, baby, you seen
any good tricks lately?
When you get through with this
one, you'd better check in on Sally.
She's at it again. All right.
[Woman] Hey, Josie,
look what's comin'.
Hey, Jocko, who's the new fish?
Eve. Jo's a trustee. She'll
help you learn the ropes.
- Sure I will.
- Thanks.
This is your room, Eve.
If you want nice things, you
can make 'em in sewing class.
I'll take these.
Obey the rules. You'll
get along here just fine.
[Sighs]
Dear Crowley, I
think you're a son of...
[Laughing, Chattering]
Listen, I got a sable.
I wore it like a wrap.
Mmm! It was fantastic.
I don't know what it cost.
Women, I take it back.
I do know what it cost.
I went out the next
day, and I priced it.
[Laughing, Chattering]
And let me tell
you, did it cost.
Well, anyway... Oh,
here. I made these.
Oh, thank you! Take 'em.
Yeah, that's... Oh,
that's terrific. That's fine.
Has anybody got a
cigarette? Yeah, sure. Here,
take mine. I've got
plenty. Keep the pack.
Thank you. Miss Blye.
"Miss Blye." Call me Binnie.
Listen, like the man said:
We're all equal... under the law.
[Woman] Yeah, under
the law. Some law.
Yeah, that Binnie's really got it
hacked with that old man of hers.
Ooh, you better
believe it. Whoo!
I'm gonna get me
some of that action.
Honey, you would need some blue contact
lenses and a hell of a lot of bleach.
Yeah. No, I really mean it.
I'm gonna get me an old man.
I'm gonna get out of this hole.
I'm gonna get me some furs,
some diamonds, do it all up.
Yeah, aren't we all. [Chuckles]
Take it easy. Yeah.
Good night. What's
good about it?
How do you like the water, fish?
You ever gonna get finished with
it? Come on, lady. Give me a break.
Listen, tell Bill to
stand by. It's tomorrow.
They're treating her
like a real celebrity.
I'd hate to be in
here for 20 years.
Yeah, these goosenecks give
you a lot of trouble sometimes.
- Yeah. I can see that.
- But I've been in the business
a long time.
No carrots, please. Uh,
she means yes, please.
Hey, do ya mind? I got a fish at my
table who eats nothing but carrots.
Oh, carrots. Maybe her mommy
told her they were good for her eyes.
Eve, I'm taking you under my
wing. Oh, what do I do, cluck?
Listen, without a mother hen, a
cute little chick like you is fair game.
Okay. Where do I roost?
Just follow mother hen.
[Women Chattering]
My dad has this
Tennessee accent.
And Maury says, "So
what is he talking about?"
Hey, gang, this is Eve.
She's okay. Hi, fellas.
Hi. Yeah, she's a fish.
- Come on, Corine.
- I said she's okay, okay?
Oh, la-de-da.
That big mouth
over there is Corine.
That's Dolores, Ann, Edith, and our
very own superstar, Miss Binnie Blye.
She once did a guest shot
on Hee Haw. Oh, yeah?
- Mm-hmm.
- Give her your carrots.
I've decided to eat 'em myself. My
mommy said they'd make my eyes pretty.
- [Woman] Yeah, you need it, lady.
- Binnie is Maury Ziegler's girl.
Was. Shut up.
Don't talk to me that way.
Listen, I know who I'm talkin'
to, and I said shut up, darlin'.
Don't hand me none of your
honky trash. I ain't your darlin',
just like you ain't
Ziegler's darlin'. [Chuckles]
Not no more, baby. Not no more.
Let me tell you somethin', baby. You've
had it with him. You're nothin' to him.
He's got somebody else. I
know that. We all of us know that.
Get out of my carrots!
Excuse me, girls.
[Women Shouting]
- Who started this?
- Corine. She tried to...
You snitch! Snitch!
- All right, Corine. Let's go.
- Snitch!
Come on, Corine! Snitch! Snitch!
What? Snitch!
- You think you're better than
all the rest of us, snitch?
- [Mutters]
Clean it yourself. [Sobbing]
Miss Binnie Blye. There's
sure something rotten in here.
I'd kind of like that pillow.
Take that to my room,
girls. Ooh, it stinks. Have it.
[Chattering] No,
you gave them to me!
Next time, you keep your
big mouth full of carrots, snitch!
Yeah. Please...
This is mine!
[Sobbing Continues]
It's yours? You want it so bad?
Here's your new sable, sweetie!
There she goes.
Isn't she beautiful?
Enjoy it. She's a real winner.
No!
Here, come on... No!
Get out of here! You're
like the rest of them animals!
Come on. Let me help
you. Leave me alone!
Get out of here! Leave me alone!
[Mutters, Continues Sobbing]
What do you want? You're
too late! Come on. Come on.
[Door Buzzes]
Insomnia?
Eve, this is Lois. We're
putting her across the aisle.
- Introduce her around
tomorrow, okay?
- Sure.
This is your room, Lois. Sleep.
We'll give you further
instructions in the morning.
Good night.
Fancy meeting
you here, Sergeant.
The name's Eve Dennis.
Bet you tell that
to all the girls.
Well, I'm gonna tell
'em different, cop!
You lousy pig!
Now, you listen to me, Lois.
You're gonna keep your mouth
shut, understand? Oink-oink!
You're gonna keep it shut, or you're
never gonna get out of this place.
You can't threaten
me. This is my place!
Listen to me, baby.
You blow things for me,
and I'll see that you
end up doing more years
in here than you've
got fingers and toes.
And you'd better believe
that. As of now, right now,
you are a very sick girl.
You've never felt so
sick. You are nauseous,
you are feverish,
and what you probably
have is contagious.
Correction. It is contagious.
What are you talking about?
Something that's gonna
carry you down to quarantine...
To County General isolation... for
as long as I want you to stay there.
Swine!
Take it easy.
Now, you play along with me, and I won't
cross you, but you'd better do as I say.
Understand?
What's going on in here?
Oh, well, this new
girl is, uh, sick.
You know, she passed out.
Huh. How do you feel?
Lousy. Help me get her up.
Come on, sweetie.
Now what?
Well, we just
thought we'd drop by.
Borrow a cup of sugar?
Listen, I may be
locked up in this hole,
but I still have some rights,
and one of them
is I pick my visitors.
Well, Binnie, you've
had time to think. Oh, yes.
To go to the hairdresser's
and reread Hemingway...
and listen to some of my
favorite Hank Williams records.
You sound like you
like it here. Love it.
Well, that's good, because you're
gonna be here for a hell of a lot longer...
than the two-week
package tour, let me tell you.
I mean, I hope you realize that that
little meeting you had with Stark...
suggests both conspiracy
and premeditation.
And premeditation
means murder one.
- And tell her
what that means, Joe.
- Gas chamber.
Come on, Sarge. Let's not
scare the little lady to death.
This little lady
conspired with a killer!
Why don't you take it
easy? [Bill] Easy? Listen!
She conspired in a homicide, and I'm
gonna see that she takes the fall for it!
Look. Come here. Why don't
we give the lady a break, huh?
Why don't you let her
make a deal with the D.A.?
It's Maury Ziegler we want.
Hey, you know something?
Your hard cop/soft cop
routine's got whiskers.
I want to see my lawyer, now.
[Door Closes]
Listen, honey, could
you use some weed?
You got some? Yeah. Bennies too.
Or if you want some
junk... Do you use it? No.
Okay, girls. Let's get
those little wheels spinning.
Behave yourself this time,
Corine, or it's back to isolation.
Jonesy, I want to talk to
you. I'll be back in a minute.
[Woman] Don't rush
it on our account. Pig.
In that damn hole 'cause of you.
Damn snitch. Fix your mouth. You
know, people with big mouths get hurt.
As a matter of fact, I think I'm
gonna fix your mouth right now!
[Shouting]
[Women Shouting]
[Shouting]
I'll get back to you!
I'm gonna fix you good!
[Shouting]
[Sighs] She's not worth a
homicide wrap, that's for sure.
[Woman] You can say that again.
Damn snitch! Broad!
Hey, good goin'.
You know what
I'd like to do. Yeah.
Come on. I'll help you.
[Typing]
Hey, Corine, welcome home.
Hi, Bill.
How'd it go down, Corine? Uh,
not quite the way we rehearsed it.
- What do you mean?
- I nearly strangled Pepper, and
she almost busted my shoulder.
Well, that's what you call
realism. I'm proud of you.
You know what you sound like?
Like the manager who told his beat-up
boxer, "He hasn't laid a glove on us, kid."
Listen, if you promise
not to strangle me,
I'll show you a couple of holds that
even Pepper doesn't know about.
[Laughing]
Or else! Now,
you tell Maury that.
- Take it easy, Binnie.
- I won't.
I mean it. I mean it!
[Murmuring]
- [Woman] Are you all right?
- Yeah.
Eve? Hmm?
Listen, I forgot
to say thank you.
For what? For saving my life.
I don't care why you did it. All I know
is because you did, I'm here, and...
- Forget it.
- I never will.
Hey, honey, things
can't be all that bad.
Oh, yes, they can.
Oh, what'd you do,
blow a fuse? Yeah.
She's threatened Ziegler.
Lady, I'm a married man. Huh!
Some people, huh?
"Or else, Maury."
That's what she said.
Maury, let me try to bail
her out, or you'll regret it.
[Knocking] [Man] Mr. Ziegler?
Yes?
The, uh, marshal's office.
Are you Maury
Ziegler? That's right.
I'm from the marshal's office.
I have a subpoena for you.
It's a subpoena commanding
you to testify before the grand jury.
Against Binnie? All right.
And it also forbids you to
leave the court's jurisdiction.
You've done your duty,
Officer. Now get out.
- Maury, if you want my advice...
- I don't. Now, why don't
you get lost too?
Mr. Ziegler, Al Miller mentioned some
broad that's in that place on a narc rap.
I think he said she
gets out on Friday.
Maybe she'll, uh, be
needing some bread.
[Whispering] Eve? Yeah?
Listen, I gotta talk to
someone. Okay? Please?
Sure. Come on in. Sit down.
Sorry I don't have
any coffee to offer you.
Listen, about that
cop I saw before.
That Crowley? Yeah.
Well, he said...
- What'd he say?
- He said I could get
the gas chamber.
He's bluffing.
- You think so?
- You only did what Maury
asked you to do, didn't you?
- Yeah.
- Well, the worst
they could give you is life.
Life?
Well, not really life. They'd
parole you... someday.
Oh, sure. When
I'm a hag, a real hag.
He wants me to keep my mouth
shut, but he won't bail me out of here.
- Then you don't owe him
a thing, right?
- Oh, I don't know, Eve.
Now, listen.
In this world, a girl has to
take care of number one.
I learned that when I was
sweet 16, only I was about 12.
- What else did this cop say?
- He said that I
could talk to the D.A...
and, you know, tell him
about the things I know.
Well, I'd buy that.
You don't know Maury, and I do.
He wouldn't kill you, would he?
Maybe he would.
Listen, Binnie.
I've been around the block a few
times, and I know a lot of things.
If you go to the D.A. and
tell him what you know,
tell him what he wants to
hear... Him and the cops...
They'll help you get away
from here and away from Ziegler,
and you can start all
over again, real fresh.
- Start fresh?
- Yeah.
It's a beautiful word
suddenly... "fresh."
Like "spring,"
"rain" and "lullaby."
You know something?
My daddy, a long time ago,
he told me that
those three words...
were the most beautiful words
in the whole English language.
Well, they are. [Sniffling]
Good night, Eve. And thanks.
Listen, I feel a
lot better, honest.
Any time you feel like
talking, come on in and talk.
And it'll be okay. Really?
[Muffled Shouts]
[Woman] Well, that's one
way to get out of this joint.
Poor thing O.D.'d.
O.D.'d, hell! She
wasn't even a user.
Damn it, Ziegler got to her!
Yo, look, Bill, what are
we gonna do about Pepper?
I'm jerking you out. No.
What do you mean, no?
No, Sergeant. Come
on, Pep. Cut it, will ya?
I just can't walk
away from this one.
If we hadn't pushed her into
threatening Ziegler, she'd still be alive.
So life can be lousy sometimes.
Forget it, will you? No!
I'm gonna get Ziegler if
it's the last thing I ever do.
Look, Pepper, we're not
running a vendetta here.
Now, one of these days, Ziegler
will make a slip, then we'll nail him.
- For now, we're stuck.
- Oh, I don't know about that.
Don't you? What
do you know about?
I suspect, and strongly, that Binnie
was done in by our local friendly pusher...
A girl named Jo Enders.
Yeah? Go on. They
release her on Friday.
Spring me the
same day, okay, Bill?
What makes you think
you can tie her to Ziegler?
Just let me try, okay?
[Knocks] Hey.
Hi. How are you? I just
came in to say good-bye.
My lawyer got my sentence...
What do you... modified.
You mean you
blow this trap? Yeah.
When? Tomorrow.
Hey, listen, I get out
tomorrow too. No kidding?
Yeah. That makes two of us.
Yeah, two of us. Hey,
what are your plans?
Well, my old man'll
be waitin' for me.
Yeah, with, like, maybe
10 tricks in tow. Yeah.
Listen, sweetie, how would you
like to take a trip... just the two of us?
- A trip? You and me?
- Yeah.
Where?
I don't know. Acapulco?
Acapulco? It's hot there.
- How about Paris?
- [Laughing] Yeah.
Where would we get the bread?
Listen, I got 20 thou comin'.
Oh, you're puttin' me on.
No. No, no, it's the
truth. Oh, come on.
Really. No, no.
I'm on the level.
Well, I gotta level with you.
Now, Silky, he's gonna
be waiting for me, right?
Right. Well, life with him,
it's, you know...
It's not perfect, but
it's a steady thing.
I ditch him, and it turns out...
you're snowin' me about
the money, then I got nothin'.
I'm sorry... Listen, the guy with
the bread is meetin' me at the gate.
Now, you come along and
watch while he hands it over.
20,000?
Oh, Silky! Hi. Hey,
baby, how you doin'?
Okay. Great to be out. This
is my pal Jo. How you doin'?
She's gonna take me away
from it all for a while. No, she isn't.
Look, I paid a lot of bread
to that shyster to spring you.
[Arguing] Hold on!
Hey, wait a minute!
What's the trouble here?
This pimp's makin' noise.
Come on. This is
Eve. Eve Dennis.
She helped me out with that little
chore, you know. Come on, girl.
Come here, girl. Hey,
come on, Silky. Take it easy.
Get lost, punk. Hey! [Mutters]
Hey. Come on. Hey,
Silky! Silky, come on.
I wouldn't cross
ya, man. I'll call ya.
You owe me. I won't forget it,
baby. I'll see you again, smack.
Okay, man.
See ya, Silky.
Twenty big ones. Do
you believe me now?
It's not enough.
We want another 20.
- Or else what?
- Or we blow whistles. Don't we, Jo?
Eve, are you freaked
out or something?
No. And I'm not afraid
of this creep either.
He's just a stooge
for Maury Ziegler.
[Bo] What do you
know about Mr. Ziegler?
[Pepper] Well, I know he's paying
Jo here for dusting his girlfriend.
[Jo] Bo, she didn't get
that from me, honest.
You wanna know something?
We can all do without you.
[Pepper] Put the
heat away, dummy.
I've got this friend. She doesn't hear from
me by 6:00, the cops move in on Ziegler.
Bo, I didn't know
anything about... Shut up!
[Bo] I gotta make a phone
call. [Pepper] No phone calls.
Just take us to the man with the
bread. [Bo] He's not gonna like this.
He'll like it a lot
less if you don't.
[Engine Starts]
Yeah.
Third and Commerce at 11:00.
Mr. Ziegler.
Wait here.
[Indistinct]
You got class. Maybe tourist,
but class. And I like that.
Rubert, get the ladies a drink.
- 20,000 more, huh?
- Mm-hmm.
You've got it.
I like your style.
[Pepper] Mmm, a
scotch and water, please.
It's going down smooth.
And 20 makes 40.
Thank you.
Aren't you gonna count it?
I trust you. Thanks.
Come on, Jo.
What about this girlfriend
that's waiting for you?
Don't you think you ought to call her
and let her know everything's all right?
Don't worry about her. She's
probably not even home yet.
Call her anyway. Well, let's
see. What time is it anyway?
She usually doesn't get home
till 5:00. Go ahead and try it.
She's probably got a nice boss,
and he gave her the afternoon off.
Sure. Why not?
Oh, hello. Is Francesca there?
Oh, too bad. No, it's
all right. I'll call her la...
[Recorded Voice] The time
will be 3:47 and 20 seconds.
[Line Beeps] [Hangs Up Phone]
Lose 'em. Permanently.
That's it. Twelve-Y-50
to A-3. Move in.
[Jo Screams]
Let go! [Shouting]
Freeze, Happy.
[Gunshot]
- [Gunshot]
- Hold it.
[Gunshots]
Stop, Crowley. Freeze,
Sergeant! Freeze!
Over here.
Requesting additional
assistance. 611 Elm Drive.
[Siren Blaring]
[Tires Screeching]
[Sustained Honk]
[Honk Continues]
Bill, you okay?
[Honk Stops] Bill! Bill!
[Typing]
[Typing Continues]
When you finish that report,
I'm takin' you to the movies.
Finished. What's up?
Nothing's up. I'm
taking you to the movies.
Why, is it a scary movie?
You're afraid to go alone?
No, it's an oldie with Patsy
Kelly and Thelma Todd.
It's all about this women's
prison, and you're gonna love it.
Oh, you are rotten. It's
right down your alley.
Rotten! Even beat
up, you're rotten.
I don't know. I got these
passes. Oh, that's different.
Anyway, it's a preview.
[Siren Blaring]
I don't think she'll mind spending
a little time in jail doing me a favor.
She conspired in a homicide, and I'm
gonna see that she takes the fall for it!
You don't know Maury, and I do.
He wouldn't kill you, would he?
- Snitch!
- I'm gonna get Ziegler if it's
the last thing I ever do.
- [Tires Screeching]
- Bill!
Hold it, hold it. [Mutters]
In a minute. She'll cut.
Okay. There you go.
Thank you. I feel
better already.
Now we can proceed with the
game. I promise you I won't cheat.
- I hope not.
- Mmm.
We'd better ante up,
otherwise I'm gonna win.
[Clicking]
There it is. Stark was
spotted by Airport Intelligence...
deplaning from a Detroit
flight Monday morning.
And we hear about it
four days later. What
are they using for
communications, pigeons?
It got misrouted, Bill.
I'll tell you something. If Maury Ziegler's
planning a hit on his ex-bookkeeper,
this is just the turkey
he'd get to do it.
Finley ought to be
safe for the moment.
There can't be more than six people
who know where we've got him holed up.
Are you kidding?
He's got a bigger budget
for snitches than we got.
Oh. Then the hit could come when
we shuttle Finley to the courthouse.
You'd better put an intelligence
report out on this guy. I mean, right now.
It's on you. I'll take three.
We'd better ante.
Yeah, I'd appreciate that.
Three. Off the top.
Two for me, please. Two.
Now, excuse me. The doctor's
got to see what he has below.
Aha. I'll take one, gentlemen.
I'll take one blue.
Yes, what about you, sir?
I'll bump you two blues.
Oh, you bumped two blues. Oh.
See ya. No, don't. I'm out.
[Blowing]
Your two. I'll call.
- What ya got?
- Read 'em and weep. Aces and eights.
- That's a dead man's hand,
Finley.
- How's that?
That was the night old Wild Bill
Hickok thought he had it made.
- And he got it in the back.
- [All Laughing]
I don't believe either of
you, but I'll drink to that.
The man doesn't
believe us, Pete.
Well, that's a first. Yeah.
As soon as you guys called, we put
immediate roadblocks on all the bridges.
And choppers and the harbor
police are patrolling the shoreline.
We've definitely got Stark holed up
on that island. Come on. Let's get at it.
Okay, well, when did he check
in? Was he alone? Uh-huh.
That's all, huh?
Okay. All right.
I'll get back to you. Thanks.
[Phone Clanks In Cradle]
Bill, I might have
something here. [Whirring]
Huh? Bill, I've got
something, I think.
You mean something besides
those beautiful brown, blurry eyes?
Considering how tired I am,
I'm sure they're bright red.
I checked out hotels and mot...
Would you turn
that... thing off?
I've... Oh. [Whirring Stops]
I've checked out hotels, motels
and reasonable facsimiles...
within a five-hour
radius of the island.
There's one called
the Churchill Arms...
Kind of snazzy... with
one very interesting guest.
How interesting? Well, he
checked in a few days ago.
He's hardly gone out, except
for a couple of hours last night.
And he's made a couple
of calls to Detroit, Michigan.
Could be something. What
was the name of that hotel?
[Pepper] The Churchill
Arms on Ocean Avenue.
The man's registered
as "Dolan," 404.
Is he in? Yeah.
Thanks. You're welcome.
[Bell Dings]
Ziegler's chick. Yeah.
Her friend's in 404.
Hey, Joe, tail her. Yeah?
Pete, we want Stark
alive and talking.
Right. I'll get the fire
escape then. Good.
[Tires Screeching]
[Tires Screeching]
[Yells]
Police officer! Open
the door! [Gunshot]
Don't you die on me.
Call an ambulance.
Hey, Pete, get up here!
Police emergency. This
is Sergeant Anderson.
Request ambulance.
Churchill Arms. 657
Ocean Avenue. Room 613.
Right. Smell that. What's
that smell like to you?
Cologne. I think it's
Etoile, but I'm not sure.
Is he still with
us? Yeah. So far.
[Ringing] Yeah? Yeah, Joe.
I told you to tail
her, not bust her.
Just try not to fall in
till I get there, okay?
If he comes to, try
to get a statement.
Pete, you're with me.
What'd you charge her with?
Running a red light,
speeding, reckless driving...
and violation of State
Ordinance 1,012.
What the heck is that?
[Joe] Polluting the harbor.
What payoff? [Sniffs] Mmm.
May I? Sure.
[Sniffs] It's nice.
It has a very familiar
smell to it, Miss Blye.
It shouldn't. It's expensive.
Très, très cher, as
they say. And it's Binnie.
I don't like formalities,
especially with attractive men.
Jamais, as they say.
Okay, Binnie.
See, that's better.
You know that this has the
same smell as the payoff money?
Proving what?
Proving that you carried the
payoff money in your purse.
Didn't you? Hmm?
My, aren't you the detective.
But you're wrong, "Shylock."
"Sherlock."
Sherlock. [Blows] That's better.
But you did carry the payoff money
in your purse, didn't you, Binnie?
Mr. Stark happened
to adore my cologne,
and so I bought him a
bottle of it for Christmas.
Well, then, how
do you explain this?
I mean, is this a
birthday present to you?
Uh, we just spent a few
hours together and, uh,
apparently, while I wasn't
looking, he just put that in my bag.
I don't know why. I
can't imagine why, but...
When I saw it, well, I didn't want to get
busted on a Sullivan, so I got rid of it.
I tell you, Binnie, you
got the wrong state.
See, the Sullivan Law
is strictly New York.
Oh, they don't have one of
those out here in the boonies, huh?
You're not gonna tell
me anything, are ya?
I already have.
Know what happened to Pinocchio
when he didn't tell the truth?
[Monitor Beeping]
So, all we still got on old
Maury Ziegler is a big, fat nothin'.
We could throw his old lady into
the slammer on a murder charge.
Maybe that'd give him something
to think about. Mm-hmm.
The bail money that the
eight lawyers would've
come up with would
take about eight seconds.
That's possible. In the meantime,
Stark's still in the ball game.
Ballistics phoned, said that bullet they
took out of Finley came out of Stark's gun.
The complexes are
slowing. [Beeping Continues]
You'd better make it fast.
Mr. Stark, I'm a police officer.
Uh, you are going to die.
With that knowledge, please
understand that any statement you make...
will have overriding
validity in a court of law.
Will you tell us who hired
you to murder Arthur Finley?
[Whispering] I think it
was... [Continues, Indistinct]
[Monitor Buzzing]
$250,000?
Maury, I was fortunate
to get any bail set at all.
Anyway, I doubt if we can make
bail on her. What do you mean by that?
Her probation officer
contacted me after we left court.
Said they're going to
violate her probation.
- Where'll they put her?
- Well, she's just like
a sentenced prisoner.
She'll go to Browder for Women.
It isn't half bad, considering.
- Look, Maury, one charge
is akin to first-degree murder.
- So what do you advise me to do?
Well, we can try to bail her out,
get her probation hold dropped.
Then fly her down to
Rio for a while, huh?
If she's out on bail,
she sticks around.
Look, Wilson, Binnie's
crazy about me.
Don't forget. I took her out of that
hillbilly joint and put her on television.
- Got her a record contract
in Nashville.
- You've been very good to her.
The way Binnie feels about
me, I don't think she'll mind...
spending a little time
in jail doing me a favor.
- I don't know, Maury.
- Well, I do.
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I'd... like to finish my massage.
Well, Maury Ziegler's
opened the door for us.
And Liane Pepper Anderson
can go through it if she wants to.
You can go right through
that door, sweetheart.
Uh, what door is that?
Uh, one fitted with
those little steel bars.
- You know, Miss Blye's
gonna be hurtin' in that hole.
- That's right.
- She's gonna need a friend.
- Like Liane Pepper
What's-her-name.
Taking her on and holding
her hand, trying to get her...
to blow the whistle on that mean old
Maury Ziegler, the man who put her there.
I think I hate you guys.
I know I hate you guys.
I am positive I hate you guys.
[No Audible Dialogue]
[Doorbell Rings]
Hi, Bill. Hello. Hi.
Pepper Anderson, this is
Dr. Ester Howell. Nice to meet you.
So nice to meet you. Wanna
come in and have a drink? Sure.
What would you like? Oh,
I'd like a soft one, thanks.
Bill? I'll have a shot of that tequila
Pete left if you've still got some.
Why don't you sit
over there? Okay.
I'm Spanish tonight. Oh, you do?
I'm so glad you were able to
come over, Doctor. Thank you.
We had an interesting
conversation coming over.
She's got some
things to tell you.
I told the doctor
we're taking you...
before Judge McNally tonight
and charging you with prostitution.
- I can hardly wait.
- She'll be known as Eve Dennis.
We've already tipped the judge off
to give her 60 days in women's jail.
- I see. Mm-hmm.
- What we'll do is,
we'll put her in the lockup.
She'll be seen by the
sentenced prisoners.
That way it'll help
launch her cover.
I think it'll also be helpful in
that it will get her into the role too.
Oh, should I be studying up on my
Stanislavski? Well, it couldn't hurt.
Listen, don't make
jokes. Dr. Howell here...
is the leading authority
on female penology.
- I'm serious.
- Pepper, we have made a study
that could be helpful to you.
We've studied jailers
and convicts, and...
Well, they're both in the same
environment. As you know,
there's one overwhelming difference,
and that is that the jailers know...
every minute of the day, if they
choose, they can just walk out.
The cons know they can't.
But the strange thing is that this
affects the very look in their eye,
their whole attitude, even the
way they carry their body and,
well, this goes
double for a fish.
Wait. I heard that,
and I can't remember...
- Fish is what
they call a new con.
- Oh, yeah. That's me.
[Howell] Yeah, that's you. And
there's one thing these gals hate...
more than anything in the world,
and that's a snitch, an informer.
- You'd better not forget that.
- What else shouldn't
she forget, Doctor?
I don't mean to scare
you at all, Pepper,
but you're walking into a
powder keg of emotions.
People feel frustrated, futile.
You've got your ideal
base for violence to occur.
It could be fatal.
Okay, Jackson. I'll take
her over to the dormitory.
[Woman] Whoo-whee! Look at that.
Say, hey, look at that.
Hey, baby, you seen
any good tricks lately?
When you get through with this
one, you'd better check in on Sally.
She's at it again. All right.
[Woman] Hey, Josie,
look what's comin'.
Hey, Jocko, who's the new fish?
Eve. Jo's a trustee. She'll
help you learn the ropes.
- Sure I will.
- Thanks.
This is your room, Eve.
If you want nice things, you
can make 'em in sewing class.
I'll take these.
Obey the rules. You'll
get along here just fine.
[Sighs]
Dear Crowley, I
think you're a son of...
[Laughing, Chattering]
Listen, I got a sable.
I wore it like a wrap.
Mmm! It was fantastic.
I don't know what it cost.
Women, I take it back.
I do know what it cost.
I went out the next
day, and I priced it.
[Laughing, Chattering]
And let me tell
you, did it cost.
Well, anyway... Oh,
here. I made these.
Oh, thank you! Take 'em.
Yeah, that's... Oh,
that's terrific. That's fine.
Has anybody got a
cigarette? Yeah, sure. Here,
take mine. I've got
plenty. Keep the pack.
Thank you. Miss Blye.
"Miss Blye." Call me Binnie.
Listen, like the man said:
We're all equal... under the law.
[Woman] Yeah, under
the law. Some law.
Yeah, that Binnie's really got it
hacked with that old man of hers.
Ooh, you better
believe it. Whoo!
I'm gonna get me
some of that action.
Honey, you would need some blue contact
lenses and a hell of a lot of bleach.
Yeah. No, I really mean it.
I'm gonna get me an old man.
I'm gonna get out of this hole.
I'm gonna get me some furs,
some diamonds, do it all up.
Yeah, aren't we all. [Chuckles]
Take it easy. Yeah.
Good night. What's
good about it?
How do you like the water, fish?
You ever gonna get finished with
it? Come on, lady. Give me a break.
Listen, tell Bill to
stand by. It's tomorrow.
They're treating her
like a real celebrity.
I'd hate to be in
here for 20 years.
Yeah, these goosenecks give
you a lot of trouble sometimes.
- Yeah. I can see that.
- But I've been in the business
a long time.
No carrots, please. Uh,
she means yes, please.
Hey, do ya mind? I got a fish at my
table who eats nothing but carrots.
Oh, carrots. Maybe her mommy
told her they were good for her eyes.
Eve, I'm taking you under my
wing. Oh, what do I do, cluck?
Listen, without a mother hen, a
cute little chick like you is fair game.
Okay. Where do I roost?
Just follow mother hen.
[Women Chattering]
My dad has this
Tennessee accent.
And Maury says, "So
what is he talking about?"
Hey, gang, this is Eve.
She's okay. Hi, fellas.
Hi. Yeah, she's a fish.
- Come on, Corine.
- I said she's okay, okay?
Oh, la-de-da.
That big mouth
over there is Corine.
That's Dolores, Ann, Edith, and our
very own superstar, Miss Binnie Blye.
She once did a guest shot
on Hee Haw. Oh, yeah?
- Mm-hmm.
- Give her your carrots.
I've decided to eat 'em myself. My
mommy said they'd make my eyes pretty.
- [Woman] Yeah, you need it, lady.
- Binnie is Maury Ziegler's girl.
Was. Shut up.
Don't talk to me that way.
Listen, I know who I'm talkin'
to, and I said shut up, darlin'.
Don't hand me none of your
honky trash. I ain't your darlin',
just like you ain't
Ziegler's darlin'. [Chuckles]
Not no more, baby. Not no more.
Let me tell you somethin', baby. You've
had it with him. You're nothin' to him.
He's got somebody else. I
know that. We all of us know that.
Get out of my carrots!
Excuse me, girls.
[Women Shouting]
- Who started this?
- Corine. She tried to...
You snitch! Snitch!
- All right, Corine. Let's go.
- Snitch!
Come on, Corine! Snitch! Snitch!
What? Snitch!
- You think you're better than
all the rest of us, snitch?
- [Mutters]
Clean it yourself. [Sobbing]
Miss Binnie Blye. There's
sure something rotten in here.
I'd kind of like that pillow.
Take that to my room,
girls. Ooh, it stinks. Have it.
[Chattering] No,
you gave them to me!
Next time, you keep your
big mouth full of carrots, snitch!
Yeah. Please...
This is mine!
[Sobbing Continues]
It's yours? You want it so bad?
Here's your new sable, sweetie!
There she goes.
Isn't she beautiful?
Enjoy it. She's a real winner.
No!
Here, come on... No!
Get out of here! You're
like the rest of them animals!
Come on. Let me help
you. Leave me alone!
Get out of here! Leave me alone!
[Mutters, Continues Sobbing]
What do you want? You're
too late! Come on. Come on.
[Door Buzzes]
Insomnia?
Eve, this is Lois. We're
putting her across the aisle.
- Introduce her around
tomorrow, okay?
- Sure.
This is your room, Lois. Sleep.
We'll give you further
instructions in the morning.
Good night.
Fancy meeting
you here, Sergeant.
The name's Eve Dennis.
Bet you tell that
to all the girls.
Well, I'm gonna tell
'em different, cop!
You lousy pig!
Now, you listen to me, Lois.
You're gonna keep your mouth
shut, understand? Oink-oink!
You're gonna keep it shut, or you're
never gonna get out of this place.
You can't threaten
me. This is my place!
Listen to me, baby.
You blow things for me,
and I'll see that you
end up doing more years
in here than you've
got fingers and toes.
And you'd better believe
that. As of now, right now,
you are a very sick girl.
You've never felt so
sick. You are nauseous,
you are feverish,
and what you probably
have is contagious.
Correction. It is contagious.
What are you talking about?
Something that's gonna
carry you down to quarantine...
To County General isolation... for
as long as I want you to stay there.
Swine!
Take it easy.
Now, you play along with me, and I won't
cross you, but you'd better do as I say.
Understand?
What's going on in here?
Oh, well, this new
girl is, uh, sick.
You know, she passed out.
Huh. How do you feel?
Lousy. Help me get her up.
Come on, sweetie.
Now what?
Well, we just
thought we'd drop by.
Borrow a cup of sugar?
Listen, I may be
locked up in this hole,
but I still have some rights,
and one of them
is I pick my visitors.
Well, Binnie, you've
had time to think. Oh, yes.
To go to the hairdresser's
and reread Hemingway...
and listen to some of my
favorite Hank Williams records.
You sound like you
like it here. Love it.
Well, that's good, because you're
gonna be here for a hell of a lot longer...
than the two-week
package tour, let me tell you.
I mean, I hope you realize that that
little meeting you had with Stark...
suggests both conspiracy
and premeditation.
And premeditation
means murder one.
- And tell her
what that means, Joe.
- Gas chamber.
Come on, Sarge. Let's not
scare the little lady to death.
This little lady
conspired with a killer!
Why don't you take it
easy? [Bill] Easy? Listen!
She conspired in a homicide, and I'm
gonna see that she takes the fall for it!
Look. Come here. Why don't
we give the lady a break, huh?
Why don't you let her
make a deal with the D.A.?
It's Maury Ziegler we want.
Hey, you know something?
Your hard cop/soft cop
routine's got whiskers.
I want to see my lawyer, now.
[Door Closes]
Listen, honey, could
you use some weed?
You got some? Yeah. Bennies too.
Or if you want some
junk... Do you use it? No.
Okay, girls. Let's get
those little wheels spinning.
Behave yourself this time,
Corine, or it's back to isolation.
Jonesy, I want to talk to
you. I'll be back in a minute.
[Woman] Don't rush
it on our account. Pig.
In that damn hole 'cause of you.
Damn snitch. Fix your mouth. You
know, people with big mouths get hurt.
As a matter of fact, I think I'm
gonna fix your mouth right now!
[Shouting]
[Women Shouting]
[Shouting]
I'll get back to you!
I'm gonna fix you good!
[Shouting]
[Sighs] She's not worth a
homicide wrap, that's for sure.
[Woman] You can say that again.
Damn snitch! Broad!
Hey, good goin'.
You know what
I'd like to do. Yeah.
Come on. I'll help you.
[Typing]
Hey, Corine, welcome home.
Hi, Bill.
How'd it go down, Corine? Uh,
not quite the way we rehearsed it.
- What do you mean?
- I nearly strangled Pepper, and
she almost busted my shoulder.
Well, that's what you call
realism. I'm proud of you.
You know what you sound like?
Like the manager who told his beat-up
boxer, "He hasn't laid a glove on us, kid."
Listen, if you promise
not to strangle me,
I'll show you a couple of holds that
even Pepper doesn't know about.
[Laughing]
Or else! Now,
you tell Maury that.
- Take it easy, Binnie.
- I won't.
I mean it. I mean it!
[Murmuring]
- [Woman] Are you all right?
- Yeah.
Eve? Hmm?
Listen, I forgot
to say thank you.
For what? For saving my life.
I don't care why you did it. All I know
is because you did, I'm here, and...
- Forget it.
- I never will.
Hey, honey, things
can't be all that bad.
Oh, yes, they can.
Oh, what'd you do,
blow a fuse? Yeah.
She's threatened Ziegler.
Lady, I'm a married man. Huh!
Some people, huh?
"Or else, Maury."
That's what she said.
Maury, let me try to bail
her out, or you'll regret it.
[Knocking] [Man] Mr. Ziegler?
Yes?
The, uh, marshal's office.
Are you Maury
Ziegler? That's right.
I'm from the marshal's office.
I have a subpoena for you.
It's a subpoena commanding
you to testify before the grand jury.
Against Binnie? All right.
And it also forbids you to
leave the court's jurisdiction.
You've done your duty,
Officer. Now get out.
- Maury, if you want my advice...
- I don't. Now, why don't
you get lost too?
Mr. Ziegler, Al Miller mentioned some
broad that's in that place on a narc rap.
I think he said she
gets out on Friday.
Maybe she'll, uh, be
needing some bread.
[Whispering] Eve? Yeah?
Listen, I gotta talk to
someone. Okay? Please?
Sure. Come on in. Sit down.
Sorry I don't have
any coffee to offer you.
Listen, about that
cop I saw before.
That Crowley? Yeah.
Well, he said...
- What'd he say?
- He said I could get
the gas chamber.
He's bluffing.
- You think so?
- You only did what Maury
asked you to do, didn't you?
- Yeah.
- Well, the worst
they could give you is life.
Life?
Well, not really life. They'd
parole you... someday.
Oh, sure. When
I'm a hag, a real hag.
He wants me to keep my mouth
shut, but he won't bail me out of here.
- Then you don't owe him
a thing, right?
- Oh, I don't know, Eve.
Now, listen.
In this world, a girl has to
take care of number one.
I learned that when I was
sweet 16, only I was about 12.
- What else did this cop say?
- He said that I
could talk to the D.A...
and, you know, tell him
about the things I know.
Well, I'd buy that.
You don't know Maury, and I do.
He wouldn't kill you, would he?
Maybe he would.
Listen, Binnie.
I've been around the block a few
times, and I know a lot of things.
If you go to the D.A. and
tell him what you know,
tell him what he wants to
hear... Him and the cops...
They'll help you get away
from here and away from Ziegler,
and you can start all
over again, real fresh.
- Start fresh?
- Yeah.
It's a beautiful word
suddenly... "fresh."
Like "spring,"
"rain" and "lullaby."
You know something?
My daddy, a long time ago,
he told me that
those three words...
were the most beautiful words
in the whole English language.
Well, they are. [Sniffling]
Good night, Eve. And thanks.
Listen, I feel a
lot better, honest.
Any time you feel like
talking, come on in and talk.
And it'll be okay. Really?
[Muffled Shouts]
[Woman] Well, that's one
way to get out of this joint.
Poor thing O.D.'d.
O.D.'d, hell! She
wasn't even a user.
Damn it, Ziegler got to her!
Yo, look, Bill, what are
we gonna do about Pepper?
I'm jerking you out. No.
What do you mean, no?
No, Sergeant. Come
on, Pep. Cut it, will ya?
I just can't walk
away from this one.
If we hadn't pushed her into
threatening Ziegler, she'd still be alive.
So life can be lousy sometimes.
Forget it, will you? No!
I'm gonna get Ziegler if
it's the last thing I ever do.
Look, Pepper, we're not
running a vendetta here.
Now, one of these days, Ziegler
will make a slip, then we'll nail him.
- For now, we're stuck.
- Oh, I don't know about that.
Don't you? What
do you know about?
I suspect, and strongly, that Binnie
was done in by our local friendly pusher...
A girl named Jo Enders.
Yeah? Go on. They
release her on Friday.
Spring me the
same day, okay, Bill?
What makes you think
you can tie her to Ziegler?
Just let me try, okay?
[Knocks] Hey.
Hi. How are you? I just
came in to say good-bye.
My lawyer got my sentence...
What do you... modified.
You mean you
blow this trap? Yeah.
When? Tomorrow.
Hey, listen, I get out
tomorrow too. No kidding?
Yeah. That makes two of us.
Yeah, two of us. Hey,
what are your plans?
Well, my old man'll
be waitin' for me.
Yeah, with, like, maybe
10 tricks in tow. Yeah.
Listen, sweetie, how would you
like to take a trip... just the two of us?
- A trip? You and me?
- Yeah.
Where?
I don't know. Acapulco?
Acapulco? It's hot there.
- How about Paris?
- [Laughing] Yeah.
Where would we get the bread?
Listen, I got 20 thou comin'.
Oh, you're puttin' me on.
No. No, no, it's the
truth. Oh, come on.
Really. No, no.
I'm on the level.
Well, I gotta level with you.
Now, Silky, he's gonna
be waiting for me, right?
Right. Well, life with him,
it's, you know...
It's not perfect, but
it's a steady thing.
I ditch him, and it turns out...
you're snowin' me about
the money, then I got nothin'.
I'm sorry... Listen, the guy with
the bread is meetin' me at the gate.
Now, you come along and
watch while he hands it over.
20,000?
Oh, Silky! Hi. Hey,
baby, how you doin'?
Okay. Great to be out. This
is my pal Jo. How you doin'?
She's gonna take me away
from it all for a while. No, she isn't.
Look, I paid a lot of bread
to that shyster to spring you.
[Arguing] Hold on!
Hey, wait a minute!
What's the trouble here?
This pimp's makin' noise.
Come on. This is
Eve. Eve Dennis.
She helped me out with that little
chore, you know. Come on, girl.
Come here, girl. Hey,
come on, Silky. Take it easy.
Get lost, punk. Hey! [Mutters]
Hey. Come on. Hey,
Silky! Silky, come on.
I wouldn't cross
ya, man. I'll call ya.
You owe me. I won't forget it,
baby. I'll see you again, smack.
Okay, man.
See ya, Silky.
Twenty big ones. Do
you believe me now?
It's not enough.
We want another 20.
- Or else what?
- Or we blow whistles. Don't we, Jo?
Eve, are you freaked
out or something?
No. And I'm not afraid
of this creep either.
He's just a stooge
for Maury Ziegler.
[Bo] What do you
know about Mr. Ziegler?
[Pepper] Well, I know he's paying
Jo here for dusting his girlfriend.
[Jo] Bo, she didn't get
that from me, honest.
You wanna know something?
We can all do without you.
[Pepper] Put the
heat away, dummy.
I've got this friend. She doesn't hear from
me by 6:00, the cops move in on Ziegler.
Bo, I didn't know
anything about... Shut up!
[Bo] I gotta make a phone
call. [Pepper] No phone calls.
Just take us to the man with the
bread. [Bo] He's not gonna like this.
He'll like it a lot
less if you don't.
[Engine Starts]
Yeah.
Third and Commerce at 11:00.
Mr. Ziegler.
Wait here.
[Indistinct]
You got class. Maybe tourist,
but class. And I like that.
Rubert, get the ladies a drink.
- 20,000 more, huh?
- Mm-hmm.
You've got it.
I like your style.
[Pepper] Mmm, a
scotch and water, please.
It's going down smooth.
And 20 makes 40.
Thank you.
Aren't you gonna count it?
I trust you. Thanks.
Come on, Jo.
What about this girlfriend
that's waiting for you?
Don't you think you ought to call her
and let her know everything's all right?
Don't worry about her. She's
probably not even home yet.
Call her anyway. Well, let's
see. What time is it anyway?
She usually doesn't get home
till 5:00. Go ahead and try it.
She's probably got a nice boss,
and he gave her the afternoon off.
Sure. Why not?
Oh, hello. Is Francesca there?
Oh, too bad. No, it's
all right. I'll call her la...
[Recorded Voice] The time
will be 3:47 and 20 seconds.
[Line Beeps] [Hangs Up Phone]
Lose 'em. Permanently.
That's it. Twelve-Y-50
to A-3. Move in.
[Jo Screams]
Let go! [Shouting]
Freeze, Happy.
[Gunshot]
- [Gunshot]
- Hold it.
[Gunshots]
Stop, Crowley. Freeze,
Sergeant! Freeze!
Over here.
Requesting additional
assistance. 611 Elm Drive.
[Siren Blaring]
[Tires Screeching]
[Sustained Honk]
[Honk Continues]
Bill, you okay?
[Honk Stops] Bill! Bill!
[Typing]
[Typing Continues]
When you finish that report,
I'm takin' you to the movies.
Finished. What's up?
Nothing's up. I'm
taking you to the movies.
Why, is it a scary movie?
You're afraid to go alone?
No, it's an oldie with Patsy
Kelly and Thelma Todd.
It's all about this women's
prison, and you're gonna love it.
Oh, you are rotten. It's
right down your alley.
Rotten! Even beat
up, you're rotten.
I don't know. I got these
passes. Oh, that's different.
Anyway, it's a preview.