occurrence?
It is an irony
that the therapist...
sometimes becomes the focus
for deep-seated hostilities
and transference.
The man's a giant
in the field.
Thank you, Dr. Newald.
I'm Donna Hanover
for the Morning Report.
Thank you, Donna.
The state hospital has
just released photographs...
of the four patients
wanted in the attack
on their doctor...
and for questioning
in the murder of a New York City
police officer.
The patients are
William Caufield,
Henry Sikorsky,
Albert lanuzzi
and Jack McDermott.
In local sports,
both the Mets and...
Who you callin', Ed?
911.
Yeah. This is Ed Nivens.
Yes, it's an emergency.
151 Central Park West.
Ed, could you
just listen?
Hey, hey, hey!
Okay, does Ed
go out the window?
Let's have a show of hands.
Ed, you can vote too.
This is America.
William, you can lose
your TVprivileges
for that.!
You think they're
gonna let you out?
Boy, I hope you appreciate
this woman, Ed.
Okay, come on. Come on.
Come on!
Caesar, don't let them
leave the building.
It's your job!
- Geez!
- Your attention, gentlemen!
My name is Caesar.
Mr. Nivens asked me
to stop you.
I'm must request
you not move.
Hey, put that thing away.
You hold it like
a goddamn doorman.
- L-I am the doorman.
- Well, then get us a cab.
Holy cow!
Hold it! Freeze!
Freeze, buddy!
Put your hands
behind your back.
All right, move it.
Let him go!
Hold it right there!
All right, both of you,
let's go.!
I got him. Come on.
Let's go.
Let's go!
I said move it!
- Come on.
- Billy!
You stay right there.
Turn to your right.
Hold it.
Face front.
Chin up a bit.
Good, good. Hold it.
Look, I don't think
I'm Elvis, all right?
I don't carry on
conversations with my dog.
I never put on a dress and
danced around Times Square.
None of that.
Impressive credentials.
I just want you guys
to believe me, okay?
There's two cops,
and they could go back
at any time.
It's a conspiracy, Tony.
Is this the one with
the ghost of Lee Harvey Oswald?
You know, actually, I lied.
Once I did put on a dress and
danced around Times Square.
But I was with Elvis,
and my dog told me to do it,
so you can't really
blame me for that, can you?
Your lunch date is here.
- Lunch date? It's 3:00.
- I don't think he cares.
Memory lane, huh, Jack?
Nobody ever wrote copy
like you did.
TheJames Joyce
of Chef Boyardee.
Remember that?
Look, I'm desperate, Tom.
I need money.
The Lord sent me.
Now, I know the last time
he sent me...
I tried to throw
Murray and all his Clios
out the window.
Well, I guess we should be
thankful Murray didn't fit.
I think I came
a long way, Tom.
There's a doctor down there
who believes in me.
We've been talking
about giving Jesus
his walking papers,
but we've run into
one complication: :
Murder.
I'm talking
about murder, Tom.
Someone is trying
to kill my doctor.
Hmm. That is a problem.
Murray! Look who I found.
Long time no see.
Hi, Murray.
We were just reminiscing.
Uh, listen, Tom,
have you heard
from Mitachi yet?
- We're ready to commit
hari-kari out here.
- Soon as I hear, Murray.
Right.
Murray looks like he's
under a lot of pressure.
Well, it's a $30 million
piece of old Nippon, Jack.
- We're sweatin'out the call
from John Benson right now.
- Benson?
I used to think
he was the devil.
Now I know he's just
another bozo trying to do
a piece of business.
Well, things haven't
changed much around here, Jack.
That's him.
Sorry, Jack.
- Murray, congratulations.
- What are you talking about?
Benson called
while I was in there.
You got the Mitachi account.
What?
The Mitachi account?
We got it?
- Yeah.
- Really? We got it?
We got Mitachi
We got Mitachi
Murray.
Yeah?
Just kidding.
Wa wa wa waah
Who is it, dear?
They called here
this afternoon.
I told 'em I hadn't
heard from you in two years.
Why didn't you
answer my letters?
I thought I lost you.
I was afraid to find out.
They arrested
those other