must have
paid Lipton off. I'll kill him!
Not if they kill me first!
Listen to me. Stay right where you are.
Are you kiddin'?!
You've gotta get to me!
Do as I tell you, Rollie!
I can't let you take any more risks.
I'll send a patrol car to take you to the
commissioner's office. I'll meet you there.
Yeah! OK.
Just fuckin' hurry up!
OK. Now, where are you?
I don't know! In a phone booth!
On the corner of
51st
and 11th!
All right. Rollie, I can't tell you
how sorry I am this happened.
But do me a favour -
yourself a favour. Stay there.
- Wait for us. OK?
- All right!
Yeah, Rick and Susie want us
to meet them at Kelly's.
I know it's raining. So what?
A little rain never hurt anybody.
Base One, this is Mobile One. We made
the delivery but it's the wrong address.
- Get outta there fast.
- What about Tyler?
Forget Tyler! Just get outta there!
- Did you get that?
- Yeah.
So what do we do?
Get over to the hospital.
It's time we brought in a professional.
- Do you have any suspects?
- Not yet but we have several possibilities.
- Wasn't De Franco in protective custody?
- Yes, he was.
Well, who was protecting him?
Hi, Jake.
There he is. What's left of him.
Yeah, that's De Franco.
- Want me to sign this?
- Yeah. Please.
I'll take this down to the squad
and have it vouched for.
Good night.
Quick, get in there.
- Why you?
- Because they knew I'd fall for it.
"Rollie, you're the best" - huh!
I dropped my pants and bent over.
- Who are "they"?
- I know who they said they were, but...
- Why not go to the police?
- An hour ago two cops tried to kill me!
They're probably not real police.
They had a police car, a police radio...
They looked like fuckin' police!
Relax!
You haven't done anything.
I'm not so sure.
I loaded the gun with blanks.
But when I was makin' up
De Franco in the truck,
Lipton kept messin' with the gun.
- So?
- So... what if he put in real bullets?
Oh, God.
But then if they wanted him dead,
why didn't they just kill him themselves?
I don't know.
- Wait.
- What?
What? Come on.
You said they wanted
to do it in public, right?
Yeah.
To kill De Franco, they had to
get him away from police protection.
Well, maybe they knew
that De Franco would refuse
unless Rollie Tyler,
the effects man, was there.
To pull off this phoney murder.
You were the bait!
What time is it?
Don't worry about it.
There's no work today.
How are you feeling?
How are you feeling?
I've been better.
I'm not kidding!
Leave me alone.
- I've figured it out.
- What do you mean?
It's simple. You go
directly to the newspapers.
- Come on.
- I mean it.
Do a Woodward and Bernstein.
Blow the whistle on these bastards.
What makes you think they'd believe me?
I believe you.
Stop being so paranoid.
It's such a gorgeous day.
You're such a gorgeous girl.
The sun is shining, the birds
are singing, flowers growing.
Come on. Get dressed and let's go do it.
Get up.
Someone will believe us.
Yeah, I guess they will.
Talk to me.
I said talk to me!
Talk to me, you bastard!
Who are ya?! Who sent ya?!
Why'd ya kill her?!
Who does Mason work for?!
I want Mason!
Oh, no...
What?!
138 Greene Street.
Can't you even say hello?
138 Greene Street. Like the colour.
One unknown male, white.
One unknown female, white.
Both unidentified. Hello and goodbye.
Bobby, get a shot of this window.
- What happened to the bodies?
- The ME took them downtown.
- Who reported it?
- Susan Melnick. It's her apartment.
- Where is she?
- Downtown.
How am I supposed to investigate
if everybody's downtown?
I couldn't hold 'em here for ever, Leo.
I didn't know when you'd show up.
Hey, Leo? Here's what we came up with
in an empty apartment across the street.
- What is that, Eddie? 30-calibre?
- Yeah, 30-calibre close-assault carbine.
US model with silencer and laser scope.
Jesus H Christ.
Whatever happened to
Saturday-night specials?
- This was the girl?
- Yeah.
Shot through