evidence we've got
is purely circumstantial.
Yeah, you're right.
Tell that bomber to take off.
When I got home
I received a call from Mimi Du Jour.
She said she wanted to see me
at the club right away.
Since I had no idea
where the Club Rightaway was,
I suggested the Club Flamingo.
She agreed.
-May I check your coat?
-Thank you.
Thank you.
-Well, Mimi Du Jour.
-Lieutenant, thank you for coming.
-Cigarette?
-Yes, I know.
Well, what can I do for you?
It's about Eddie.
I can't cover for him anymore.
-Ricardo, two more, please.
-What do you mean?
I lied. He never took me to the movies.
-What?
-I lied. He never took me to the movies.
-Where'd he go?
-Out somewhere.
He told me it was best
if I didn't know anything.
If he's mixed up in all this trouble,
I don't wanna be part of it.
And if it's another girl he's seeing,
I don't wanna be a sap.
-I understand.
-No, you don't.
You don't know how hard it is
ratting on the guy you love.
I'm all Eddie's had
since he divorced his wife.
-Wait a minute, I thought Lana left him.
-No.
Now he has good reason
to dump me, too.
Maybe I should have just
kept my big mouth shut.
Mimi had done the right thing.
She had provided me with
a few answers, but now I needed more.
Hi, Johnny.
I need some information
on a certain parolee.
-You mean Eddie Casales?
-Yeah, what do you know about him?
Convicted bomber,
released a month ago.
-It's all in your files, Lieutenant.
-No, no, no, I need something personal.
What occupies his time?
Mimi Du Jour
and the Milwaukee Brewers.
Does he see many games?
Season tickets.
Beyond that, I don't know nothing.
Thanks, Johnny.
Johnny, I've been getting a lot of mail
about the Cinderella complex.
So?
Women's fear of success
has left many of them confused
about their wants and needs.
Consequently,
the stress-related burnout
has driven many women
from feminist aggression
to female passivity,
dependent upon their partner
for vicarious fulfilment.
Well, what do I tell them?
Tell them to get in touch
with their unconscious feelings
and to share in the growth process
with their partner.
Thanks, Johnny.
See you.
Lana, Lieutenant Drebin here.
We picked up Eddie.
But we had to release him.
We don't have enough to hold him on.
He's such a vindictive man.
What will it take
to put him behind bars for good?
Well, we're lacking
that one piece of special evidence
that would make an airtight case.
In the meantime, Lana,
we're worried about you and Mimi.
-Mimi?
-Yeah, Mimi blew his alibi.
Now, Eddie knows
the two of you talked to the police
and he's mad.
There's no predicting what he might do.
We've offered Mimi police protection,
but she's tired of having
the cops hanging around.
I see.
Now, we're prepared to offer you
the same police protection.
That's very thoughtful, Lieutenant,
but it won't be necessary.
-I'm leaving town tonight.
-I see.
Well, in the long run,
that might be just as well.
Listen, Lana,
in the meantime, be careful.
Lana's attitude seemed confusing.
She was almost hostile toward Eddie,
yet she felt no threat from him.
Now she was suddenly leaving town.
Mimi was scared.
She had to be. She was a sitting duck.
She loved Eddie. That was clear.
But if he was the bomber,
she knew there could be no future.
There was nothing we could do now
but wait for the bomber's next move
and hope we could stop him
before he struck again.
-Is she still there, Frank?
-Yeah.
You've gotta hand it to Mimi.
Her life's in danger
and yet she won't run away.
Hold it.
There's someone over there. Let's go.
It's time. We've spotted the suspect
and we're going in.
Roger, we copy. We have you in view.
-Not so loud.
-Sorry, we didn't copy that.
-Will you be quiet?
-Roger. Ready to assist.
Okay, hold it!
-Not this time, Lana. The game's over.
-Stand back!
Now, make it easy on yourself.
We know you did the other bombings.
I'm warning you, Lieutenant.
Don't come