with Mr. Murphy.
Come back for me in five minutes.
Hike!
Fancy seeing you here.
Well, it's a small world after all.
Hike!
Just leave me alone.
You really should be nice to me.
You belong in the back, you know.
Why don't you get
the hell out of here, huh?
- Now.
- Why weren 't you in the last scrimmage?
I waited in the park for two hours, kid.
I'm sorry, Mike.
I had to be sure.
Are you sure?
I don't know.
I don't know anything anymore.
They killed Dehl.
I know.
You're a witness.
They're gonna try to kill you too.
Sweet Jesus!
What am I supposed to do?
- You can call Speer.
- Oh, God. Mike, I can't do that.
I know he's a bastard, but he's straight.
He's good at his job too.
He'll keep you safe.
You can put Pitt at the scene of
a murder. Don't you understand?
- He'll kill me if I go to Speer.
- He'll kill you if you...
He'll kill you if you don't.
Either way, Ginny Lee Lewis is...
Where are the bookkeeper's goods?
Where is it?
- I don't know.
- Pitt says you do.
I don't. I swear I don't.
Dehl made... He made
some kind of a switch.
Yeah, he was good at that.
Always chasing rainbows.
Ginny, did you ever see this key before?
No.
Damn.
Did he say anything new?
Talk about anything different?
He was talking about getting into shape.
He said he was playing handball.
I don't know.
Where?
Somewhere near his place.
All right, I'm gonna go now, kid.
It's gonna be okay.
Call Speer.
Hey, you're running the wrong way.
- Evening.
- Yeah.
Boy, it's so cold tonight
it makes you want to be a boilermaker.
And how the hell would you know?
Because I was pounding a beat
when you were still peeing your pants.
I used to freeze my ass off
right on the same street.
So many times I thought about
becoming a boilermaker.
See, I was a hotshot like you.
Didn't have any respect for the badge
or the uniform.
I got my own business now.
Know what I'm doing?
I'm still freezing my ass off...
...and taking a lot of flack
from a snot-nosed rookie like you.
- I'm sorry.
- Ain't we all.
- You know 10th Street?
- Used to be my beat.
Are there any athletic clubs
around there?
- Gymnasiums?
- Riverside Athletic on Broad Street.
Thanks.
Anytime.
Oh, lieutenant, I didn't see you.
Muldoon.
Excuse me.
Oh, my God!
- Where's the locker room?
- It's over there.
Thanks.
Get on the heavy bag.
Hey, buddy. Can I help you?
Yeah, I wanna see Dehl Swift's locker.
- Yeah, why?
- I'm here to pick up his stuff.
I can't let you in his locker
without his permission.
That'll be a little tough.
He's dead.
I'm the executor of his estate.
- How did he die?
- Suddenly.
Well, there's his locker right here, 628.
Thank you.
Yeah, okay.
- Lt. Speer?
- Yeah.
- I'm Dr. Breslin.
- Doc, how is she?
She fractured the radius and ulna
on her left arm...
...cracked the 10th, 11 th and 12th ribs
on her left side and banged her head.
That could mean a concussion. So we're
gonna watch her for a few days.
- Can I talk to her?
- Maybe tomorrow.
Addy!
I got it!
I got a feeling I got it!
You know how I am
when I got a feeling.
This is what got Strossell
and Dehl killed.
Mike.
It's a dull knife anyway.
Holy mackerel!
I had no idea Dehl was in so deep.
This could put Coll away forever and
change Pitt from Mr. Two to Mr. One.
- Mike. Got some bad news.
- What?
- Caroline's been kidnapped.
- How'd you find out?
Just heard it on the radio.
You know?
Yeah. Yeah, I know.
- And that's not all.
- What?
- Ginny Lee's in City General.
- What?
Speer called, said she was hit by a car.
No.
- Guess I'll go home?
- No! No, no, no, stay.
Furniture polish.
Better call Fat Freddie,
tell him about Ginny.
I already did.
You do good work, kid.
- Hello?
- This is Pitt.
I was just on my way over
to see you, Mr. Pitt.
- I have the goods.
- You better not double-cross me.
Why would I do
a stupid-ass thing like that?
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