"[Crickets Chirping]" "Here he comes." "[Engine Starts]" "[Tires Screeching]" "[Yelling, Grunting]" "[Groaning]" "That oughta do it." "Okay." "[Engine Starts]" "Hold it." "His glasses." "[Door Closes]" "Ready?" "Wait a minute." "[Crash]" "[Men Chattering, Cheering]" "[TV." "Crowd Cheering]" "[TV." "Game Announcer] Down to six seconds." "We're down to five, four." "[Cheering, Hooting]" "Did you say New York by 14, Fowler?" "[Phone Rings]" "Yeah?" "Looks like you'll pick up the turkey tab again." "Over to Frazier!" "Let him block!" "Come on!" "Some guy from Traffic wants to know if you know a StanleyJacobi." "[Cheering, Shouting Continue]" "Yeah?" "[Officer] We got the body out of the car." "They're bringing it up now." "We found his I.D. And your card, Lieutenant." "How did it happen?" "Looks like he fell asleep." "Fell asleep?" "After making that curve?" "I've seen 'em nod in the middle of a drag race." "Who all has been notified?" "We reached his boss, a Roy Dennison, in the bar at the St. Andrew." "Deputy Coroner Feingold, uh, was notified... and will meet the attendant at the city morgue." "[Ambulance Doors Slam]" "Stavros." "Get on the horn." "Notify Feingold's office that I want that autopsy report as soon as it's completed." " I want to be the first man in this borough to take a look at it." " Okay, Lieutenant." "dd[Piano." "Soft Jazz] [Chattering, Laughing]" "Assembly Paul Murchison." "Go right on in, Mr. Assemblyman." "[No Audible Dialogue]" "Been holding this booze for an hour and a half." "I'm sorry, Whit." "There was a very ugly bill in Albany." "I just had to go against it." "Margie." "Sid." "Mmm." "Who is that, and why don't I know?" "Jeri Devereaux." "She's executive secretary to the zoning commission." "That's the secretary?" "Mmm." "[Chuckles]" "All the members of the zoning commission were invited." "Isn't that Baker, the commission chairman?" "Mm-hmm." "Thought he never went out." "He does when you've just made a $5,000 donation to his wife's favorite charity." "I see." "Excuse me." "Ladies and gentlemen!" "Ladies and gentlemen!" "The commercial!" "Would you all please sit down." "Thank you." "I don't know most of you, except by reputation." "To be official, I'm Whitney Farrow." "I build things." "In the last six years..." "I've built four stadiums..." "uh, stadia, I guess... a retirement community, state exposition and several dozen shopping complexes." "It's, uh..." "It's been interesting, people." "It's been what I wanted my life to be." "And the nicest thing of all is that looking back..." "I can honestly say that I've never once sold a customer something that he really didn't want or need." "That's been my guiding principle... never to move into a city and tell the leaders of the community what they need, but to ask." "Ask..." "Ask if they'd like what I'm presenting to them, as I'm asking you tonight, ladies and gentlemen, members of the zoning commission." "And, uh, if you say no, well," "I'll just fold up my specs and move on." "[Excited Murmuring]" "At the moment it's called Audubon Gardens." "That's also subject to change." "I'll shut up till the light show is over." "[Guests Gasping] [Man] That's great!" "[Guests Continue Gasping]" "Good evening." "Do you have an invitation?" "Oh!" "Fat Feeney." "You lost a lot of weight." "Why don't you send yourself up, Kojak?" "You could use a Sing Sing slimming." "[Chuckles] You're gonna get five more years for that." "Hey, look, you got an assemblyman in there by the name of Murchison watching those blue films?" "Tell him there's a cop out here gonna give him a ticket for peeking at these porno pictures." "Go ahead." "[Guests Continue Chattering, Murmuring]" "Which way are we looking now?" "Oh, uh..." "Oh, we're looking across, uh, east of 17 th Street." "The frontage is about one third of a mile." "Couldn't this wait until morning?" "A man is dead, counselor." "Ayoung man working undercover." "Name is StanleyJacobi." "That ring a bell?" "No." "Working undercover on what?" "Well, you know, a raider." "Young lawyer." "Citizen's committee, searching for the truth." "A dreamer, if you know what I mean." "That's it." "If you think it's right for New York, I'm in the phone book." "Thank you." "Let's hear your whole theory, Lieutenant." "A whole lot of bricks and steel and wood and plastic goes into a deal this size." "You know, a five percent kickback on light bulbs alone... is enough to send a guy to Tahiti for life." "Lieutenant, the state and the government have adequate safeguards... to see that their share of the investment is dispersed with no suspicion of graft or skimming." "What are you trying to do, counselor, buy my vote?" "Don't you think I know what goes into a deal like this?" "A Niagara of money goes into a project this size." "Everybody's got his little cup out looking to catch a couple of drops for himself." "But somebody put out a barrel, and StanleyJacobi found out about it." "I want you to postpone this meeting." "I wanna get the guy who shoved Jacobi off that highway, because he doesn't belong in this deal..." "he belongs in a cage." "I doubt if we're contemplating making any deals with known murderers, Lieutenant." "This is an urgent plan for a disadvantaged part of the city... proposed by the most reputable of developers." "I do not intend to delay it because you have some sort of hunch about a highway accident." "In other words, buzz off." "Power to the people." "Right, Mr. Assemblyman?" "Ciao, baby." "What was that all about?" "A detective lieutenant bucking for captain's bars." "He won't be back." "Oh?" "I seem to remember somebody saying that about Napoleon." "[Sighs]" "I wasn't expecting you, Whit." "I had to take Admiral Rawlins back to his hotel." "Good party, huh?" "Discounting the conspicuousness of Mrs. Farrow's absence." "Oh, uh, a sudden attack of the vapors." "Oh." "Discussing your wife with your mistress is a foolish charade, huh?" "And I love you." "Amended sentence." "As much as you can love anybody." "Before I forget, if the commission approves rezoning, rumor has it there'll be 50 million available in public funds." "Fantastic!" "We could push the whole thing through." "No compromises, no cutting corners, no worrying about nickels and dimes." "I thought you'd be pleased." "Hey." "Does it bother you so much to please me?" "Not if you don't lie to me." "I don't have a lot of hopes and dreams about us." "But I appreciate the truth." "I need it..." "Whit." "Uh, first let's see the tin." "Oh, yeah." "Oh." "My hero." "You oughta spring for a new holster, sonny boy." "That torpedo there's bending' your suit." "Come on." "Follow me." "Uh-huh." "StanleyJacobi worked for you, Mr. Dennison?" "Wait a minute." "What are you talking about this time of night?" "He had an accident." "I've already been informed." "It's terrible." "Now, unless there's something really urgent..." "You carry about five or ten thousand in cash on you, right?" "I never carry any cash." "Why?" "Well, those, uh, those two meatballs out there." "You know exactly what I do, Lieutenant." "When Whit Farrow builds something, I'm the one who lets out the bids." "I hire the subcontractors." "I make the best deal I can on everything from concrete to grass seed." "Oh, I see." "You're the one who makes sure nobody steals a couple of bricks, a bag of sand." "Right?" "Exactly." "You still didn't answer my question." "How about those two spicy meatballs out there?" "Well, people try to buy me." "They pressure me at times." "I could make a businessman rich with a phone call." "Uh-huh." "How aboutJacobi?" "What can you do for him with a phone call?" "You mean hurt him?" "Why would I want to do that?" "He was a bright, young lawyer." "He came up with a lot of new, clever tax gimmicks." "And he was clever enough to find his way into your private books." "He discovered you had a couple million dollars' worth of sandbags... in your private Swiss bank account..." "Hey!" "Those are public funds." "You can get into a lot of trouble and be sent up for a long time skimming off the top." " What do you think you're talking about?" " "What do you think you're talking about?"" "What do I think I'm talking about?" "I'm talking about murder, dummy." "If you didn't have that badge, I'd..." "What badge?" "Don't let the posse turn you off." "He was a nice guy." "He had guts." "He had something you know nothing about... morality." "I don't have to listen..." "Hey." "You're not gonna get away with this." "Not with murder you're not." "[Phone Ringing]" "Yeah?" "Uh, that's interesting." "Sure." "Sure, thanks." "I'll talk to you later." "That was my attorney, Lieutenant." "You'd better get back to the station house." "They'll be bringing you in an autopsy report." "Poor Stanley." "Must've been driving too fast." "Accidental death due to a highway mishap." "Check the coroner's office?" "Yeah." "Well, give, already!" "How do they explain leaking Jacobi's autopsy report to Dennison's lawyer?" "It wasn't leaked." "It was subpoenaed by the office of Assemblyman Paul Murchison." "Oh, that's cute." "[Chuckles]" "Assemblyman Paul Murchison." "That way he's gotta roust the judge out of bed, right?" "Right." "Very, very cute." "[Chuckles] Hello there." " This is from the road, right?" "And this from the car?" " Yes, sir." "Right." "All right, get on the horn." "You tell McNeil's office that I want to book a guest shot before the zoning commission." "Here." "Find out whereJacobi had his glasses made." "And see this here?" "Check it out thoroughly." "Maybe there's a chance it might be prescription glass." "Right." "Don't you think I'm brilliant?" "[Chuckles] Sure." "Sure." "[Kojak] Now, this first line shows the trajectory of a vehicle... going off the highway... at approximately 55 miles an hour." "Now, even allowing for the lessening of speed going through this guard rail, the vehicle would have landed here." "Now, early this morning..." "I had StanleyJacobi's car brought back up the road." "I had them start the engine, and I had them put it into drive." "From a standing start, his vehicle landed here, exactly where it was found at 9.55 last night when the traffic officers spotted it." "You're saying that you believe thatJacobi was stopped on the parkway..." "Rendered unconscious and then shoved off the road to make it look like an accident." "I'm sure we're all impressed with the, uh, zeal... you bring to your job, Lieutenant, but I, for one, am still uncertain as to why you've asked to testify here." "This is a zoning commission hearing, not a coroner's inquest." "I've asked to testify, Assemblyman, for the same reason I tried to spell it out to you last night." "Now, you've been asked to approve a 350-acre project." "Let me tell you this." "When the ball starts rolling on Audubon Gardens, there's gonna be so much money kicking around that you're not gonna be able to stop it." "And why should they?" "Well, because in a few months it won't be known as Audubon Gardens, but as Kickback City." "Wait. [Chuckles] Wait just a minute, Kojak." "This is my project." "What are you accusing me of?" "I'm not accusing you of anything, sir." "Roy Dennison." "I believe StanleyJacobi was about to find out something about him." "Dennison?" "No." "I don't believe it." "I don't believe you have a thing on him." "What would you recommend the zoning commission do, Lieutenant?" "I respectfully recommend, sir, that no decision be made today." "Not at least until our investigation has been concluded." "Well, since it can only vindicate Roy, that's a suggestion I'll reluctantly endorse, Chairman Baker." "If there are no dissenting opinions, this hearing stands adjourned... until such time as the directors of the Audubon project request a further review." "I think, Lieutenant, you may find you've overreached yourself." "Oh." "My slip is showing." "You've been meddling in areas which, even by the most liberal interpretation of your duties, are none of your business." "So you're telling me to shut up and sit down." "Since candor is to be the currency of this conversation, yes." "That would be my considered recommendation." "Candor." "So we're into candor now." "Right, Assemblyman?" "Well, since you gave me your candid opinion, let me give you mine." "Stick with the small boys, sonny." "You're in a heavyweight division." "I see." "How does Staten Island strike you, Lieutenant?" "Or would you prefer to while away your twilight years... in Jackson Heights?" "Well, since you're passing out choices, counselor, why don't you make it Sing Sing?" "Just dump me there." "But I'll tell you something..." "I'll be waiting for you with a welcome wagon when your pie wagon arrives." "You're all death wish, aren't you, Kojak?" "No, all nose." "Maybe I can understand your subpoenaing the autopsy report." "Maybe even justifying your interest in it." "But one thing I can't stand, and that's the stink of your leaking it to Dennison's lawyer." "Make some friends, Kojak." "Make lots of friends." "You're going to need them." "Tell me about it, sweetheart." "Well, we've just lost another one of our backers." "Twelve million dollars' worth." "United Insurance decided to pull out." "The delay, it started to make 'em twitchy." "Have the check drawn." "Bring it to me for signature, and deliver it to United at the close of the business day." "[Rings]" "Farrow Construction." "Yes." "Mr. Marchette." "Victor." "Word's around your passengers are jumping ship." "So tell me, skipper, how come I'm not worrying, huh?" "Tell me." "Why shouldn't I raise a sweat?" "Why?" "Well, because there's nothing to worry about." "Oh, you say." "What if it was your money?" "Well, then it wouldn't matter, would it?" "I'd be my own man, Marchette, not yours." "No way." "You know who's his own man?" "Hmm?" "Nobody." "Now, let's face it..." "who wants to be a nobody?" "Ever since Watergate, I stay on the phone too long I get hives." "We need to meet, eyeball to eyeball." "Lieutenant, this guy who worked for Farrow..." "Dennison?" "Mm-hmm." "What about him?" "Just killed himself." "[Shutter Clicks]" "Bottle of barbiturates." "Hey, look, if you gotta go it beats a cement kimono." "He leave a note?" "Yeah." "I see." "Short and sweet." "Written with a cannon under his nose." "You're saying this wasn't suicide?" "Come on." "Are you kidding?" "It's got mob written all over it." "This guy wasn't depressed." "Last time I was here, he had a couple of house pets." "You round them up, you can put this in the "out" basket." "Then we gotta find out who's giving them orders." "Theo." "May I see you a minute?" "Yeah." "So I won't bother asking..." "Do you know how much trouble that kind of loose mouth can get you into?" "Or how much trouble it can cause the department?" "[Exhales]" "You're talking about Assembly Paul Murchison, right?" "You're damn right I am." "Where do you get the 14-karat chutzpah to talk to an elected official like that, and in front of a dozen witnesses?" "Hey, look, Mac, uh," "I'm into something." "Oh, you're onto something?" "You'll be on to men's ready-wear if Murchison has his way." "What kind of an answer is that?" ""Hey, Mac, I'm onto something."" "I can't explain now." "Not yet." "Not now." "That's beautiful." "That is..." "That is arrogance." "You can't explain?" "All of a sudden you've opened up your own police department?" "What am I supposed to do, take the family to Lake Placid?" "No, Mac." "You're supposed to trust me." "[Farrow] Roy Dennison is dead!" "He was my closest associate." "So what?" "You're clean." "And Kojak's out of suspects for theJacobi bump." "Roy and I worked together for years." "Yeah, well, we're working together now." "Your friend Roy got a little sloppy, and I had to clean up the mess." "You oughta be thanking me." "Nobody's got anything on you." "But more important than that, these investors pulling out, now, that could hurt us." "But murder won't?" "Kojak didn't leaveJacobi's death an accident." "Do you think he's gonna leave Dennison's a suicide?" "Oh, come on, come on." "He's gotta bury both of them sooner or later." "I need money!" "I have to look as solid on paper as Fort Knox!" "I have to be beyond reproach, suspicion." "You asked for 50 million." "We gave it to you." "You said you could get backers for the rest of it." "Now, if you needed more you should've said so going in." "Tell me something." "How does a smart operator like you get in a hole like this?" "One does get into legitimate problems." "Short money for loans, taxes, or..." "You wouldn't know about taxes, would you?" "No, I wouldn't know about taxes." "Not at all." "Hey." "You came to the organization." "You sold us condominiums, marinas, shopping centers, a hundred different businesses." "You put it all in our hands, all at one time." "And all you and your pal Dennison, what did you want?" "To skim a bundle off the contracts." "U-Uh, l-I'll still deliver." "L-I need money." "I need more money!" "Money." "What do you know about money, huh?" "You little snot-nose." "What do you know about money?" "You know what I did for money when I was your age?" "Huh?" "Well, I'll tell you." "First I got a rock, then a shiv, and when I could afford it, I got a cannon." "I was on top of the world." "I couldn't do anything wrong." "So what are you cryin' about, huh?" "We gave you millions!" "What did you give us?" "Just a front with your Harvard business degree." "You'd better deliver." "You understand?" "Do you understand me?" "[Kojak] Photo of a fragment of glass found on the shoulder of the road." "Here's a specimen of glass found in a Chicago optometrist's file." "Glasses made forJacobi three years ago, when he was just getting out of law school." "Then there's no doubt in the world." "Whoever brokeJacobi's glasses did it on the parkway." "So it was murder." "Always a thrill." "Okay, how's it going for you?" "Oh, I'm in like Flynn." "That little scene outside the commission office earned me nothing but brownie points." "Well, let's hope so." "I been gettin' nothin' but static from my division commander." "Had to make it look good, didn't I?" "Yeah." "Sometimes you wonder who's doing what to who and for what." "A couple of staged arguments is one thing." "Even leaking that autopsy report to one of Dennison's stooges." "But supposing they get down to offering "X" number of dollars... to buy me, my office and the clout that goes with it?" "What are we gonna do about that one?" "Not even the grand jury knows we're working together on this." "If something happened to you and some of this stuff came out, how the hell would I ever convince anybody I was only pretending to go onto the syndicate's payroll?" "What do you want me to tell you?" "For your sake, Assemblyman, you'd better hope I stay healthy." "Come on." "I'll buy you a popcorn." "[Clears Throat]" "[Speaking Greek]" "[Continues In Greek]" "So you still don't know who his angel is, huh?" "No." "If Farrow's in bed with the wise guys, you couldn't prove it by anything he's said so far." "Well, maybe by something he does." "Look, he's in a lot of trouble." "Right?" "A lot of these heavy investors have started to pull out." "If we can delay that commission ruling for just a little while, there's gonna be a regular stampede." "He's gonna be forced to go to the moustache boys for additional financing." "I'm not so sure he'll get them." "I made a remark earlier to the effect that he'd have to shake his money tree again." "He said, "The money tree is white birch." "It doesn't transplant well."" ""White birch"?" "What does that make you think of?" "New England." "Massachusetts." "Connecticut." "Farrow was operating in New England... as an overseas investment consultant for several banks." "That was in 1966, before he went into the real estate business." "Yeah, you know, a lot of these moustache boys are known for stashing their dough in Switzerland, for getting into this foreign investment." "Maybe this is where Farrow came in contact with them." "I'll get on him in the morning." "All I need is an ax." "An ax?" "I can't tell a lie." "I'm gonna chop down the money tree." "Listen, has it occurred to you, if I'm right... if his backers won't ante up any more cash... then Farrow has to find a way to pressure the commission into handing out a favorable ruling now?" "Mm-hmm." "Excuse me." "This crossed my mind, counselor." "How's he gonna do it?" "I mean, what's his handle?" "[Farrow] I understand there was a brief meeting of the zoning commission this afternoon... with Lieutenant Kojak present." "Do you know the difference between sworn personnel and ordinary employees?" "I don't see what that has to do with..." "Sworn personnel raise their right hand and swear a kind of allegiance to their duties." "The idea is that people can trust them." "I hardly ever have a conversation with you in which I don't violate that oath at least once." "I am touched." "I hadn't seen myself as the subverter of..." "Don't make fun of me." "I just mentioned it in passing." "Yes, there was a brief meeting this afternoon." "Kojak reviewed Dennison's records." "He said he doubts the suicide was a suicide." "That's all he had?" "That's all specifically." "Is there so much more for him to find out?" "Look," "Jeri," "I hadn't even heard ofJacobi before he went off that highway." "Dennison hired him for personal business." "You know how close I was with Roy." "Then what are you afraid of?" "Failure?" "You said yourself at the party, if they rejected your proposal you'd throw in..." "I know what I said!" "Honey, it's not that simple." "I have partners." "Partners?" "You know that bright and shining future I promised us?" "If this thing falls through, we'll be lucky if we can swap it for a tin cup and a fistful of pencils." "Darling, I'm..." "I'm sorry." "I hadn't realized..." "Suppose, uh..." "Suppose I asked the board to reconvene tomorrow afternoon." "How would the vote go now?" "Most of them are still favorable to you." "Most?" "Who's against me?" "Whit, you're asking me to violate an oath." "I need the name, love." "I need it now." "Funniest thing." "You see, he had these two grandchildren." "The youngest boy was, oh, about seven." "The oldest one nine." "They both went to a very nice private school." "Beckley is the name." "The oldest kid, his nickname was Spud." "He pitched a three-hitter in a school game a couple of months ago." "Whatever happened to him?" "Nobody knows." "They just disappeared." "Every day at 3:20, the bus would pick 'em up... at the intersection of Fourth and Willets, and one day..." "[Snaps Fingers] They were gone." " Just a second." " The youngest kid was nicknamed Champ." "Just a second!" "Those are my grandchildren you're talking about!" "The grandfather could have prevented it, of course, if he hadn't been so stubborn." "Now, wait." "Wait!" "Good morning, Mr. Baker." "Anything wrong?" "No." "Oh, no, no." "There's nothing wrong, Miss Devereaux." "In May of 1966, Farrow wasn't even in real estate." "He was district loan officer for all the Connecticut branches of the First New England Merchant's Bank." "Are you ready?" "Monroe Tool and Dye was into the bank heavy when it went bankrupt." "And Roy Dennison?" "Chief accountant for Monroe." "How's that?" "Well, that's when they met." "Well, I think Dennison embezzled Monroe for a bundle." "Farrow found out about it, covered it up." "They didn't just meet." "Baby, they went to bed together." "That's when Farrow Development got started." "Dennison played with the books, but it was Farrow with his Ivy League look..." "He's the one who put it all together." "Audubon Gardens was a project so big that they could steal a fortune from it without getting caught." "What about the mob?" "Any angle there?" "Who knows?" "Maybe Farrow made a syndicate contact way back when he was an officer with the bank." "You know?" "Capital to start his business?" "Or Dennison, maybe he was playing around on the inside with the mob." "Lieutenant!" "Line two!" "I told you not to interrupt me unless it was important." "Is it a broad?" "Someone who says he shared a bag of popcorn with you." "You got a secret life going, Theo?" "Oh, yeah, tell me about it." "Hello?" "We were wondering what Farrow was gonna use for a handle." "I still don't have the answer, but he must have found one." "He's asked for an immediate rehearing before the commission." "[Farrow] I am asking, in effect, for a vote of confidence... in our city, in ourselves." "Now, there have been several..." "[Scoffs] Startling, rather tragic events in the past few hours, and there are rumors and some serious misgivings to investors in the Audubon..." "I heard there were more than misgivings." "Yes." "The redrawn prospectus eliminates three former sponsors." "It is precisely to avoid losing these investors that I come before the committee this morning." "Frankly, I think this whole delay... contributed to Roy Dennison's depression." "Now, I say we should push ahead with speed." "I believe that Roy Dennison and Jacobi were murdered." "Dennison spelled it out in his note." "He'd had surgery recently." "He was already depressed." "The doctor said that he was tied together pretty well." "Come on, Kojak." "Be honest with us." "I mean, do you have one solid piece of evidence... to link either of these unfortunate deaths to the Audubon Gardens?" "We have a number of leads that we're following through on." "For how long?" "Weeks?" "Months?" "Years?" "For as long as it takes." "Lieutenant, I don't want to stop the investigation." "I want to spend hundreds of millions of dollars on this city's future." "Now, Assemblyman Murchison, could I ask if you feel that the rezoning of the acreage in any way impedes... the law enforcement functions of this city... or subverts the interests of the taxpayers?" "No, not from anything I've personally ascertained." "Thank you." "Mr. Baker?" "You are the senior member of this commission, its chairman." "I would appreciate your opinion, guidance." "I have looked over the... redrawn prospectus... and I see no reason why we cannot... settle the matter." "Thank you." "Lieutenant Kojak, you wanted to see me about something?" "Yes." "I wanted to know why you decided to change your vote." "[Laughing, Shouting]" "Whew." "I need a drink." "[Exhales] Mr. Marchette phoned." "Yeah?" "What did he wa..." "Jeri." "All I ever asked for was the truth." "That's the only thing you ever offered, but it was the one thing I thought I had." "Jeri, this is rather a public place." "Do you prefer an elevator?" "They said they'd kill his grandchildren." "Was that your idea?" "A-After I gave you his name?" "After you passed it along, did you suggest..." "I don't think you realize what happened." "What happened was, he was crying." "When..." "When he changed his mind, changed his vote," "I waited around to find out why." "When he told me, told me what had happened," "he was crying." "Crying... because he'd been afraid to fight you." "Crying because he knows he'll always be afraid to fight you... and the dirty bunch of thugs you work for." "[Phone Buzzes]" "[Shouting, Laughing Continue] Turner." "Mr. M." "I'll, uh..." "I'll take it at the bar." "Give me the phone, please." "Yes, sir." "Farrow." "Listen, what have you told that assemblyman about the setup?" "Uh, nothing." "Nor has he asked me." "Why?" "Well, we're suddenly getting all kinds of calls and pressures from New England, Washington, the I.R.S., the F.B.I." "They're taking a big interest in who worked for who, who you worked with and what ties there might still be between all of you." "Based on what?" "Based on what?" "Based on communications between Lieutenant Kojak and those agencies in the last 24 hours." "How can you know all that?" "Listen, if we can buy people in 50 states, we can buy people in the District of Columbia." "You think there's a chance Murchison's playing both sides against the middle?" "No." "No, no, I'm..." "I'm..." "I'm sure." "I mean, uh, why should he?" "Well, buster, we're in the toilet." "Now I have to go to my people in Vegas and tell 'em we'll fix the situation." "Listen, when you come right down to it, that situation's a cop... a cop named Kojak." "No." "Well, think about it." "If Murchison is working with him, say on a secret grand jury probe or something, odds are they've been keeping it between themselves." "You understand?" "Now, we eliminate Kojak, and you'll have enough on Murchison that he'll belong to us forever." "I won't go along with it." "Who do you think the people in Vegas first suggested getting rid of?" "Huh?" "Yeah." "You think about that too." "Now, we'll work it right." "Look, here's what you do." "You call Kojak, see." "You tell him you've done some thinking and you wanna talk to him privately." "That's all I have to do, just, uh, set it up?" "No, that's not all you have to do!" "You gotta be there when he shows!" "Be there when they kill him?" "If it bothers you that much, don't watch." "[Receiver Clatters]" "[Shouting, Laughing Continue]" "Jeri..." "You'd better go after her." "N-No." "No, there's something I have to do first." "Later." "I'll explain later." "[Farrow On Tape] Nothing to do with Audubon Gardens." "Just some things that have growth possibilities." "My broker will call you when they're in." "[Murchison On Tape] What about Baker?" "You owe him a great deal more." "[Farrow] In a way, we gave him a great deal more." "You mean that's not enough?" "After Farrow admitted..." "Admitted what?" "That he gave Baker something?" " It could've been two tickets to the Garden, leprosy... " " But you got Baker's testimony." "That two gorillas accosted him in an elevator." " What about the bribe?" " Did he say it was a bribe?" "Theo..." "Excuse me." "If you're not too busy..." "[Chuckles] Paul, we're going to have to stop meeting like this." "Tell me about it." "[Phone Ringing]" "Tell me about it." "Lieutenant Kojak." "This is Whitney Farrow, Lieutenant." "Would it be possible for you to meet me?" "I, uh... l-I have something urgent to discuss with you." " Sure." "We never close." " No, I..." "I can't come there." "It has to be someplace private, secluded." "All right." "You know that India Street pier?" "O-On the Brooklyn side?" "Yes, uh, I know the location." " In a half hour, then?" " Sure." "Could you give me a description of the car you'll be using?" "1972 dark blue Continental." "Okay, Mr. Farrow, I'll see you." "Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall." "[Chuckles]" "Okay." "We're meeting in Brooklyn." "All right, enough is enough, huh?" "Relax, will ya." "There, that's got it." "Theo, maybe you should take some troops." "Could be a setup." ""Take some troops, Theo." "Could be a setup."" "Do I look like a hero?" "You know what happens if I turn up with anybody?" "You know what I get from Farrow?" "Zilch." "Name, rank, serial number." " And if you come alone?" " Yeah, well, he may unload." "[Chuckles Sarcastically]" "Happy holidays." "Bobby." "Wanna take a nice ride in the country?" "Come on." "[Police Radio." "Chatter, Indistinct]" "[Police Radio." "Chatter Continues, Indistinct]" "Hey, Weaver." "It's Farrow." "[Marchette's Voice] You know who's his own man?" "Hmm?" "Nobody." "Now, let's face it..." "who wants to be a nobody?" "[Farrow] And I love you." "Amended sentence." "As much as you can love anybody." "[Marchette's Voice] Who do you think the people in Vegas first suggested getting rid of?" "Huh?" "All I ever asked for was the truth." "[Marchette's Voice] If it bothers you that much, don't watch." "[Jeri's Voice] What happened was, he was crying." "[Man] That's him." "Stop!" "Stop!" "[Gunshot]" "Let's get outta here." "[Tires Screeching]" " Farrow's had it." " Look out!" "He's coming back!" "[Gunshot]" "Aah!" "Hey!" "Help!" "I can't swim!" " Okay, sweetheart." "Take me to your leader." " No way!" "All right." "Stay a mermaid." "You all right?" "What do you mean, am I all right?" "I don't remember requesting any interference." "We were just cruising." "This is total coincidence." "Yeah, sure." "Tell me about it." "There's some debris floating in the river." "Would you fish it out before it pollutes the entire Eastern Seaboard." "You wanna do me a favor?" "Yeah." "Call Forensics, the medical examiner." "Get 'em down here, do the whole number." "Is there something coming down that I don't know about?" "Yeah." "The mermaid." "I'm gonna fish him out for a singing lesson." "Funny thing." "I wonder why he did it." "Did what?" "He tried to warn me." "He probably saved my life." "This version created by:" "BadWolf Corporation"