A million biggies. Let's go.
[Sighs]
Ramsey, what is it? Shh!
- Gimme that bag! - Kevin! Lower me! Lower me!
- Lower me, Kevin! - Gimme that bag!
- Come down here! Come on, you! - Come on, Kevin!
- Kevin! - Hang on!
Come down h... [Screams]
[Siren Blaring]
[Siren Stops] [Man On Police Radio]
Hey, Douglas. Regardless of the interest Safe and Loft has in the case,
this is not a natural death.
I don't care how long you've been after David and LeJeune, all evidence goes to Homicide.
We both know that.
Hello, Artie. Hi. [Sighs]
David and LeJeune? 2:40 this morning, after burglarizing this apartment,
John David falls 16 floors from that balcony, swingin' from this.
John David gets killed working with LeJeune.
Are you kiddin'?
[Horn Honks]
Hey, does Ginger Rogers fall over Fred Astaire's feet? Huh?
These two twinkle toes could get up on a Goodyear blimp in flight.
- Get down without mussin' any hair. - We all have a certain amount of respect for these two, Lieutenant,
but they're not infallible... or immortal.
But this isn't homicide, Lieutenant. It's a simple accident.
- Somebody killed on the job, that's all. - Artie. That rope didn't break. It was cut.
He knows. Whatever happened was between the two of them.
Now, we're gonna nail LeJeune for this job, Lieutenant. We will get him, okay?
Uh, Mr. Douglas.
Two years ago, before LeJeune became your personal property, I was after him, right?
Me, three of my men, we stake out. There's a brownstone we know that LeJeune's gonna hit.
And he's not gonna do it under our nose. Never.
So what happens? He gets into a dumbwaiter, five floors up.
Hand over hand. Boop! He's gone.
I want him. But Safe and Loft, they keep gettin'the case.
Not this time, Artie. This time... Homicide.
[Grunts]
Who are the tenants?
Uh, that gentleman over there. Ramsey Brewer, Vice President, National Bank of New York.
Oh, yeah. He was downstairs, lookin' for the stolen jewelry,
Would you give a copy of what you got to one of my men?
I don't have any more to add.
We woke up, saw a light on the extension phone...
I guess they took it off the hook so it wouldn't ring...
and the next thing I knew, I heard a scream.
I rushed down, found my wife's missing jewelry.
The, um, detective over there said we couldn't have it back.
He gave me a receipt. I don't look very good in receipts.
Well, I don't know about that, Mrs. Brewer.
You know, I know this fellow LeJeune. He's great.
And he doesn't usually leave a place empty-handed.
Is there anything else missing? I'd say $3,000 in cash. It was in the safe.
- That's all. - That's all?
They didn't even blow it up. Just opened it.
- How is that possible? - Oh. Excuse me.
You're, uh, recently married, Mr. Brewer? Yeah. Six months, to be exact.
And I guess you went through that divorce... I suppose with that ugly legal scene with the ex?
- Yes. - Usually, when somebody's been divorced,
they change the combination of their safe... kind of a reflex thing.
You, Mr. Brewer, you been robbed by the best. He's beautiful.
Forget about the files and the stethoscope and the hocus-pocus movie thing.
Oh, no. Someone sold him the combination to your safe.
Two men changed it. From a reputable security company.
- Lockmaster Vaults. They were bonded. - Yeah. With the "pat you on the shoulder and keep your fingers crossed," right?
That's bonded. Oh, no, no. Inside information.
And that's how 85% of the crimes and the burglary is committed in this city.
Hey. I'll lay you book that these guys have worked for five companies since they been here last.
- You wanna do me a favor, Mr. Brewer? - Sure.
Would you go see the date when your combination was changed?
Thank you.
Crocker.
Look, uh, if you were gonna kill me... Why do you ask me questions like...
Just wait till I finish. If you were gonna kill me, would you do it...
while we were drivin' in a car, cruisin' together?
No. Yeah.
Then why would LeJeune want to kill his own partner, huh?
When everything would point to him?
For that matter, why would he want to do him in at all?
[Stavros] Thank you. Yes.
Good morning, Mrs. Brewer. Good morning, Lieutenant.
- Well, could we close the door? - Of course.
[Kojak] Uh, sorry about that.
Would you sit down, Mrs. Brewer? Yes. Thank you.
If you're still, uh, worried about your jewelry...
I'm worried about my husband, Lieutenant.
He didn't tell the truth last night. There was... something else stolen from the safe.
Oh. What was that, Mrs. Brewer?
If there has been a crime committed, and I've known about it,
how guilty am l... I mean, how much do I have to pay for it?
Well, that would depend on your involvement, and of course, the nature of the crime.
[Sighs] That burglar last night. The one that got away?
If you find him with what he stole,
you'll know what Ramsey's been doing. [Sobs]
Well, why don't you tell us about it, Mrs. Brewer?
I'm sure it'll make you feel much better.
Ramsey has custody of a lot of government bonds in the bank.
They don't mature for 20 or 30 years, but the interest is paid...
to a union, or a foundation, or whoever owns them.
But the bonds stay in the bank. Last year,
he took out $50,000 before we were married...
and then 100,000.
And yesterday he finally did what he said he was going to do...
he stole a million dollars'worth.
He sells them to the underworld.
Then he was gonna wait six months...
take me to Florida to retire.
- [Sobbing] - Go ahead. Take it easy.
A million dollars.
Kevin LeJeune accidentally runs into a big one.
Who knows, maybe he did do David in.
Hmm. Well, technically, you could be considered, I guess, an accomplice, Mrs. Brewer.
But I don't think anybody would want to prosecute you.
I've done a terrible thing coming here, haven't I?
Well, Mrs. Brewer, maybe you did something worse.
Maybe you started him into doing this.
Did you ever think of that? Yes.
His whole world's falling apart.
Who knows? At this moment, he may be crying on his fence's shoulder.
Look, Mrs. Brewer. It takes about a day to get a court order for a wiretap.
You and your husband use the same phone? I mean, the same number?
- Yes. Why? - Because the wife of a suspect can give us permission.
And we can get the court order faster.
Y-Yes, all right. If... If it'll help.
Thank you, Mrs. Brewer.
The postal money orders you brought last year?
I wouldn't mind seeing more of those.
All right.
United States government bond for $10,000. Payable to bearer.
As good as cash. Not exactly, Kevin.
It's numbered. It can be traced.
- What did you do? Rob a bank vault? - No. [Chuckles]
But I think I found someone who did.
- Hagen, I have 100 of those. - A million dollars?
Right.
I'll settle for 30% face value, if you can make the deal today.
- And I want a passport. - I can't set it up today for you, Kevin.
I can't pay you more than a quarter of a million for the lot.
[Sighs] Okay.
But it's got to be settled by tomorrow afternoon. If not,
I'll uh, try and make a deal in Zurich. The gnomes will pay you less than I will.
What time can you bring them up tomorrow?
No.
- I'm not coming here again. - What's wrong?
David's dead. By now, every station should have a flyer.
And a full alarm. So if I stick to my regular routine, I figure they should be picking me up for questioning...
about, uh, oh, 1.00, 1.30.
So you call me. I'm at the Wickman.
Hotel. It's a dump, on Broadway.
Oh, uh, what is your mother's maiden name?
- Kristiansen. - Okay. That's me.
I want the passport in the same name too.
Here are the photos. A hundred bonds? You're sure?
I'd hate to go into a hotel room with a quarter of a million dollars and leave with nothing.
[Chuckles] Hagen. I know that you and the two other guys with vests...
have your names on the door outside,
but I know who runs the business.
Who counts on it to have their money shuttled all around the world for them.
And if you think that I'm gonna double-cross the syndicate, forget it.
Besides, I figure to stiff the guy I stole these from.
He's got it coming to him anyhow. But, uh, not you. Believe me, not you.
Oh, LeJeune.
- Who did you get them from? - [Clicks Tongue]
[Tapping Buttons]
Hello? [Hagen] Mr. Brewer, please.
Just a moment. Ramsey, it's for you.
How long is it gonna take you to trace this thing? Just a couple of minutes.
- Yes? - The stuff you couldn't deliver this morning.
Would you believe, I know where it is?
- I don't understand. - The guy who ripped the bonds off from you...
I deal with from time to time.
- It's a small world, isn't it? - Can we get them back? Is there any way?
Look, Ramsey. They're his now. He and I have made a deal.
You can always go into the vaults at work and come up with more.
- That was going to be the last time. - As they say, "Just one more time."
Suppose they catch him? Suppose he just calls the police and tells them what he stole, and from whom?
They start investigating, checking the bank vaults.
That's the end of me.
- Nothing else for me. - Why would he do a thing like that?
I killed one. I would have killed them both last night, if I'd had the chance.
I'm 55. I've got a second life coming to me. I'm not going tojail.
Get the bonds from this fellow, and then get rid of him.
You've got to be kidding. That's not my business.
Well, you know some people who do that sort of thing. I'll pay.
- 50,000. Is that enough? - You are serious.
You want more bonds, you help me protect myself.
All right. For $50,000, I'll get you the best in the business.
And that's a promise. I'll call Baltimore.
But look, Ramsey. This has got to come offby tomorrow.
- I'll get back to you. - [Stops Tape Recorder]
What does that do to our trace? Forget it.
Fifty thousand. [Sighs]
And a call to Baltimore.
The best hit man in the business, Crocker... who's that?
Packman. Neil Packman.
They say he's nailed about a hundred people or so. You want us to bring in Brewer?
Nope. I want to follow Brewer.
I want to know who the fence was he was talkin' to.
And then we follow him to LeJeune,
and maybe then, Packman.
Neil Packman. He's a machine, Crocker.
You put the money in the slot, out comes the bodies... cops, racketeers, husbands, wives, kids.
He'll kill anything. You know something?
Nobody even knows what he looks like.
Sure, I want Brewer. Sure, I want LeJeune.
But most of all, I want Neil Packman.
You want Packman? I want Packman.
But we've also got to nail Brewer, LeJeune, and the fence.
The sweet trick would be to make it a grand slam, get them all.
[Chuckles] Sure. A burglar, a fence, a banker and a hit man.
How's that for a 20th-century fairy tale?
Well, we're not gonna nail Brewer, LeJeune or the fence without those bonds...
in our hands as evidence to take to the jury.
Now, we both know LeJeune. Wherever he's hiding those bonds, he's hiding them good.
We might never find them. Frank.
Out of those four, there's one we may not take... LeJeune.
You know, I want to make a deal with him. He hands over the bonds, he gives us a deposition for the grand jury...
- that he stole them from Brewer. - If he doesn't hand them over, you don't have a case against him anyway.
- So what are you offering him? - His life.
You know Packman's reputation. He'll make his first move as soon as possible.
If it doesn't work out, he'll stalk LeJeune for as long as it takes.
And when Packman takes a hit on somebody, uh-huh...
- That person's finished. - Just how are you gonna do this big favor for LeJeune?
- Get Packman to drop the hit? - No.
I know I can't do that, Frank.
But LeJeune's got guts, and he's clever.
With him as the hit, we could work out a plan to nail Packman. I know it.
You and LeJeune?
Is that the "we" you're talking about?
[Chuckles] Yep. I want to work with him.
The two of us together on the same side. Now there's a team that stands a chance against Packman.
It's crazy!
- Um, I kinda like it, Frank. - We don't even know where LeJeune is.
[Phone Ringing]
Captain McNeil. Yeah, he's right here.
Crocker.
- Yeah? - Brewer left his apartment about ten minutes ago and stopped at Columbus Circle.
He's talkin' to some guy drivin' a new Continental.
License plates, 374-YAP.
He's young, blond. From here, he looks about 35.
- He just gave him an envelope. - Okay, I'll have Stavros check out the car and the plates.
You stay with him. [Hangs Up Receiver]
Well. Brewer gave an envelope to a guy in Columbus Circle.
You know, he's too young to be Packman. He's probably the fence.
You know something, Frank? We're gettin' warm.
[Door Closing]
- He came in from Baltimore this morning. - Did you tell him who the hit was?
- When it had to come off? - He doesn't care who it is.
As for the timing, he'll try to do it right away, today. If I help set it up.
All of a sudden, I'm into this pretty deep.
I have to be in the hotel room when it happens.
I'm taking a chance. And I don't like it.
Oh, you don't, huh? I'm sure you'll like it just fine when you walk away from all this...
with the bonds and the money still in your pocket?
You're gonna come off beautifully, Hagen.
- But then, that's why you're in it, right? - That's my business.
So, it'll happen though. By tonight? For sure?
- You got personal assurances? - Personal?
Not exactly. I don't know anyone who ever talked to Packman personal.
I'm gonna see LeJeune now. Uh, Brewer...
You and I don't have to be in touch anymore.
Not unless you have something new from your little piggy bank for me.
[Starts Engine]
Lieutenant? We got him at the hotel.
[Knocking]
[Speaks Spanish]
Kristiansen.
Hurry up.
It's not exactly the Ritz, but then, what is these days anyway?
Are you crazy? What are you doing to me?
I never carry a gun, Hagen.
You'll get it back when you... leave.
I always have that with me.
I have a license.
- I carry large sums of money. - Quarter of a million makes a big bulge.
- I don't see one. - I can't get it till 4:00.
But first, my... associates would like to see one of your bonds.
You have them here?
Newspapers.
- Who is that supposed to fool? - It's part of my private protection plan.
- I don't get it. - Good.
Here. I could have left this one with you at the office,
but, you know, I still don't know about you, Hagen.
[Sighs]
Come on.
Passport. Name of Kristiansen.
Ticket to Paris, name of Kristiansen.
- Your flight is not filled in. - I'll take care of that.
As soon as this deal is finished, I am off.
Say 4:30, here. If I get the okay, you're sure you've got the rest here?
Ready to go? Are you kidding? [Chuckles]
How long would it take to search this place? Three minutes?
- I've got nothing here. Pool hall down the street. - That's where they are?
Yeah. Where nobody can ever find them.
- Very clever. - Come on.
[Scoffs]
Now, let's get rid of the small talk, and what do you got?
What have I got? Lieutenant, this is the guy here.
Oh, that's John Hagen. We know about him.
How about LeJeune? No.
All right. Stay with him. If he stops and talks to anybody who even resembles Packman, follow him.
I don't expect they'll meet, but you gotta stay on top of everything. Go ahead.
Hey, keep it.
Lieutenant, here comes LeJeune.
All right. You go to the apartment, and search it up.
And I'll stay with him. Right.
What's happening? Same thing.
Don't make believe you don't know me, Mary.
I'm just another pretty face, Kevin.
Oh, hi, Kojak. [Chuckling]
I didn't know you hung around here. You kiddin'? I'm a graduate student.
I mean, I sent my kid sister through college, playin' nine ball.
Hey, you don't say? How about a little wager?
How's about a C-note? No, no, no, no. I know.
That's a little too steep. How's about a 50, then, huh? You're on.
All right. Call it! [Coin Lands]
Heads. You lose.
You're not tryin' to hustle me, are ya? No way.
How about half? Half?
Get away from me, Christy. Come on.
You could do better than that. Twenty?
Twenty.
Go rack 'em up. [Whistling, Softly]
All right? Brewer cuts David down,
and you get away with all those gold-covered government certificates.
What? Yeah. Not only that, Hagen is Brewer's fence.
Oh! And he's protecting him, because he's the golden goose layin' those golden eggs.
And he also told Brewer that you robbed him. Kojak, what are you talkin' about?
You know what I'm talking about. But you know something?
Brewer's afraid that you might blow the whistle on his dirty hands...
after you sell the bonds... because of David, huh?
You still with the bonds, huh? What's with the bonds?
Lieutenant? Oh, wow.
I just searched his room. Couldn't find a thing.
Maybe he's got 'em on him. Thanks a lot. No, I don't have anything on me.
Just these.
Maybe other people have the wrong idea, too.
Maybe other people think I'm carrying something valuable, see?
This way, if they make a move against me, l...
They come up with nothing, and I know who I can trust,
who I can't.
You better take a walk. We don't want to tip Kevin's hit man. Right.
[Guffawing] Come on, Kojak. Let's not waste our time.
You don't have a case against me. No case at all. Mm-hmm.
Your shot. You got that right.
Yeah. What?
Brewer's got a hit out for you. Yeah?
50,000. Cash. From the man in Baltimore.
Packman. [Sighs] Yeah.
[Clears Throat]
Yeah, that's fine.
Got a case for it? Yes, sir.
[Chuckles] Nice shot. Maybe you never heard of Packman.
Oh, yeah. I've heard of Packman.
But, uh, what does that have to do with pool, right?
Aw, tough break. Yeah.
Listen, tell me something.
When? Oh, when?
Oh, yeah. For all I know, he could be setting you up right now.
Kojak, why are you giving me all of this? Why don't you pick me up, now?
Because I want those bonds as evidence against Brewer.
Because, ten thousand times more than I want you,
I want Packman. This guy with his indiscriminate killing, you know, for years.
You're gonna help me get him, once and for all. And you know what?
I'm gonna save your life. And then you're gonna give me the bonds,
and then it's gonna be happily ever after, you know, once upon a time.
Like the fairy tales. Unless, of course, you don't like livin'.
[Chuckles] You're tryin' to get me to squirm, eh?
- Get some sorta confession out of me, huh? - Nine ball for the money.
You know what I think? You are giving me all this Packman baloney...
just so you can nab me while I sell those bonds to Hagen.
Of course, if there really are bonds.
You know what else I think? [Counting Bills]
This Packman... I don't think he ever heard of me.
What are you lookin' at?
Kojak? Hey!
What's wrong?
Kojak?
Guy who was just in here.
- Did he buy that cue for himself? - Yeah, 22 ounces.
I thought it was a little too heavy for him, but...
And how about that case? The one that was under there?
A real beauty, Theo. Don't make 'em like that anymore.
Hey! Where are you going?
- All right, Kojak. What's up? - That was him, casin' the joint. I know it.
- How? - Are you kiddin'?
Did you ever see a real pool player buy himself a genuine leather carrying case?
And then wrap it up in old newspaper? Come on.
Packman. About that age, isn't he?
Hey. A-7-0-7-3...
to A-7-0-9-7.
Those are the numbers on the government bonds. We got 'em from the bank this mornin'.
Hey look, they're goin'all over the world. They're gonna be tough to sell.
Come on, LeJeune. Give us a break.
You want me to play the target for Packman?
Hey, you kiddin'? You got yourself a new partner. You're gonna do all right.
Listen to me. Yeah. We better.
[Kojak] He says the bonds are in the pool hall someplace.
He'll go and get them just before Hagen shows up.
No.
No, Packman's not gonna take a shot at him before Hagen gets his hands on those bonds.
So, he'll try and make the hit either in the room or on the way to the airport.
Right. [Coughs]
Somebody step on that. [Coughs] We'll follow the cab to the airport.
We'll have a detective drivin' it.
We'll have another man dressed as a porter at the airport to carry his bags to the plane.
We'll even have a man on the plane. And I'll be watchin' all the time.
And if Packman never makes his move, we're giving LeJeune a pretty sweet send-off for a crook.
Hey. He doesn't have to do any of this, Frank.
We're not givin' him a paid vacation. I'll get the money from LeJeune before he leaves here.
You'll get the bonds when you follow Hagen and pick him up.
Theo. LeJeune is the slipperiest ganef I know of.
He went along with this too quick. I don't trust him.
Frank, trust me. Don't worry.
We've come up with a pretty good gimmick.
I think we may have a shot at Packman, Frank. I really do.
- I'll be checking with ya later. - All right.
All right. Pull down the shade. Yeah.
Are you sure this is gonna work? Any bullet that comes through the window...
goes through these two thin plastic sheets.
That's the secret: Two holes.
[Crocker] So what we do is line up the shot automatically, through the two holes.
This way, we get our men down at the location as soon as we can.
Within seconds. Not minutes, seconds.
Not bad, huh? You got it?
[Groaning] Yeah. [LeJeune] Are you sure this is gonna stop a rifle shot?
Hey. This is the highest-impact plastic they make. They use it in schools.
Terrific. It's vandal-proof.
Watch out. Oh. Excuse me.
Oh, come on. A little harder, please? Huh?
[Chuckles]
[Sighs] Yeah, well...
Uh, look. We gotta give it a shot, right?
[Scoffs] Oh, funny man.
- You guys hear me out there, on the roof? - We got ya.
If the shot comes from any of the windows over there,
just give us the building number, starting from the left.
Then the floor, down from the top. Then the window.
- If he runs across the rooftops, we'll get him. - Patrol units, you hear that too?
We'll let you know within five seconds where the shot comes from. We'll give you the address.
You give it to us that fast, and we'll get him.
- All right. Stay loose. - Pull up the shade.
Yeah. [Sighs]
[Muttering]
[Sighs]
Kevin? Yeah?
Remember the, uh, the Fitzpatrick necklace?
Sure! [Chuckles]
You never did find it. You must have thought we ate it or something.
- How much you get for it? - Oh, no.
- Strictly between us? - What you call unprofessional curiosity.
Seventy-five thousand.
Where the hell'd you hide it? I mean, how'd you get it outta there?
Nobody left the chapel who didn't get searched.
David's kid brother was one of the altar boys.
- We searched the altar boys. - What about the cup of communion wine, when he took it back to the sacristy?
- Did you search inside that cup? In the wine? - [Chuckles]
Well, you got away with it. You still didn't find it, pal.
Now, you tell me something: How did you get on top of this case so fast?
Sure, you knew it was me when you found David dead,
but how did you get to Hagen, how did you find out about the hit?
- Brewer's wife. Little Vicki. - Oh, her.
How? She busted her old man.
She came to me the next morning, first thing. She knew what he was stealin'at the bank.
She wanted to get in the clear, in case we picked you up and found out about the stolen bonds.
Lieutenant, it's 4:00. Hagen's due at 4:30.
Uh, should we go to the pool hall and get those bonds?
Mm-hmm.
- Oh, yeah. - Then come on. I'll follow you.
[Door Slams] Here, put this out someplace.
All right.
[Door Buzzing]
Who is it? It's me.
Hey! What are you doing here?
Hey, if Ramsey gets back, he's not gonna like it at all... Honey, he's at the bank.
He won't get back until 6:00. I know.
Almost ready?
Well, I thought I was gonna meet you at 7:00, on the plane... I don't want to wait until 7:00.
I want to go now. Come on.
You got the money already. The police have the bonds, my love. But don't worry about it.
I'm one step ahead of them. Oh, listen. It's a long story, and by the way, we're not flying anywhere.
We're driving, south. What do you mean, the police have the bonds?
I don't understand. I had to make a deal.
Do you know your husband hired someone to kill me?
Someone they would rather catch a lot more than me.
So, why should I hang around? What for? To risk my life? For what?
They don't even know I'm here. Hey, come on.
I'm alive, I'm free... we are together.
Come on. Yeah, you're alive and you're free... what about me?
I'm the one who knew the combination to the safe.
I'm the one who went around walking in weird places and taking weird passes until I came up with your name!
What? Kevin, we didn't meet by chance, you know.
It wasn't just a chance.
And when you took a tumble, I went along with it, because I didn't want to blow what I was setting up.
Oh, what you were setting up?
- Or do you mean who? - What difference does it make?
I don't want to wait six months to go down to Florida with that old man.
I don't want to spend $200,000 or $300,000 with him.
[Scoffs] I've heard that part, Vicki.
How about telling me something new, like how long were you gonna stick with me in Europe, doll?
I don't know.
A couple of months.
You're not a banker.
I thought maybe I could get to the money through you.
Now I'm gonna have to start all over again, somewhere, somehow.
Oh... d La, da-dum d
What's that?
The-The police don't have the bonds. [Chuckling]
[Chuckles] Kevin, why did you do that?
And why did you tell Kojak that your husband had stolen bonds in the safe?
I didn't. Ah-ah-ah-ah! Vicki, don't lie.
Kojak already told me.
I mean, it wasn't enough, stealing from your husband?
You had to make sure he went to jail.
I'm... Now, why didn't you tell me that you were going to do that?
I was right, wasn't I? He is dangerous. He did put the hit on you.
The point is, you did it behind my back.
And that gets me to thinking. And I was right, wasn't I?
I'm glad I found out about you now.
You have saved me a solo act,
following you all around Europe, trying to keep you in furs, lady!
Hagen came at 4:30.
I didn't pick him up. I put a sign on the door. "Back in two hours. Love."
- And I put LeJeune's name on it. - Theo, even if we do pick up LeJeune at the airport,
he's obviously not interested in playing target anymore.
Yeah, I'll twist his arm, Frank. I'll put a gun to his head, if I have to.
Kojak? You won't have to bother.
Mm. Yeah. He just walked in. Later, Frank.
Would you like to start explaining yourself? It's getting dark out there.
Don't you think we ought to worry about that first? How are we going to spot a sniper now?
And in the dark? Hey, come on, Kevin.
We're the greatest team since Ginger Rogers and Fred Astaire.
Come on. Let's get the answer.
[Kojak] So you didn't buy the combination to the safe, little, uh, Vicki came up with that.
Yeah. Real woman's libber, isn't she?
[Grunts] Why come back here?
Are you kidding? You shoot a man on the force, I know you gotta take off at least a month.
You get rattled. Maybe your judgment's off, right?
Well, you think about what I've been through the last 24 hours.
I wouldn't trust myself on a job for months. Lots of months.
[Sighs] All right, Kojak. You win.
[Chuckles] Here's your deposition.
How I burglarized the bonds from Ramsey's safe.
I got Vicki's name in here too.
You got the whole story, partner.
Kojak, I'm getting older.
There's jobs I used to take because I knew if worst came to worst, I could outrun anybody.
Sometimes, it's that simple.
Not anymore.
Not without David either.
[Sighs] I've got to think things over and without Packman breathing down my neck.
Besides, how can I pass a bunch ofbonds...
- now that you've got their numbers from the bank, right? - Right.
Now, you tell me where they are, and I'll send somebody down to the pool hall and get 'em.
Nah, save yourself a trip. [Groans]
I got 'em right in there.
- Now, what's the angle? - Hagen's the only one I thought might try and rip me off.
I showed him the newspapers. He didn't know what to make of it.
But he sure didn't think I was carryin' those bonds around in there.
No way I wasn't gonna keep them on me, I'll tell ya.
Lieutenant? We found one that's open.
Mr. Green, on West 55th Street? He knows who we are.
Mr. Green?
Most surveyors today use lasers, right?
Where you been, Hagen? I had a clean shot in that room at 4.30, and nobody showed.
I'm sorry. I came right back down here, hoping you'd call, Packman.
Well, you paid me. And I was here, ready.
Well, he had to go out. There's a note.
Uh, he should have been back by now, and... anyway, it's night.
- That's better for you, right? - It's never better, it's never worse for me.
When I'm ready, it's perfect. Look. I'm going to go back to the hotel right now.
You be there in 30 minutes. I'll get him lined up by the window, just like you wanted before.
- You hear me? Packman? - [Dial Tone]
[Huffs] [Hangs Up Receiver]
Mr. Green? Yeah.
I'm Lieutenant Kojak. This is Detective Crocker.
What's goin' on here?
Well, Mr. Green, it's just possible that any moment,
a man's gonna fire a high-powered rifle through the window in the room next door.
Now, what I wanna do is pinpoint the exact position of that shot,
by putting the laser beam through the bullet holes,
and throw it onto the buildings across the way.
That's several hundred feet.
Can't be done. [Chuckles] It's a piece of cake.
All right. What do we look for? A bright, red circle.
About the size of a ping-pong ball.
And follow the bright red ball right to the sniper? Uh-huh.
All right. Get on the radio. Tell 'em up on the roof what we're doing and alert the police cars.
All right, you guys in the cars, up on the roof,
we're getting ready... you guys ready? Sure we're ready.
- Hagen's gotta be on his way. - Kojak, I was thinking.
Suppose he uses a hollow-nose bullet?
Not if he's gonna try and hit you through the window.
It would hit that glass and explode. No, it'll be jacketed and probably from a surplus M1.
He's done it before. About 100, 200 times.
No, he'll just drop the gun and take offlike a jackrabbit.
Mm-hmm. It means that gives us, what, 10 or 15 seconds?
- Why don't you cover the corner over there, so I can get in the room? - Okay. [Sighs]
[Yawning]
Hey, you know something?
This is not very thick.
[Chuckles] You know what we used to tell each other?
David and me. "If you go to hell, buddy,
I hope you get there one hour before the devil knows it."
- Mm-hmm. - Sure hope it works that way.
Hey. [Slaps Palm] Yeah.
Tell me about it.
You ready?
All plugged in.
Thirty-foot extension. Ready to go.
We got a thousand blind eyes out there for windows.
And one shot to make the right one.
Good luck.
[Knocking]
Who is it? It's me. Hagen.
[Kojak] Don't move, Hagen.
Don't even look at me. Smile.
Now, come on over here.
Now what are you supposed to do, Hagen?
Now tell me or it's gonna go harder on ya. Where's the hit?
Here. Uh, I'm supposed to draw him to the window.
Oh. Then do it.
And do it exactly the way you planned it, okay?
Yeah, but he... Yeah.
Do it. [Breathing Shakily]
Give me the bonds. Sure.
Smile. A real smile.
That's better. Now, go.
Do it!
- LeJeune? - See you around, Kojak.
I was right about you, wasn't I? [Gasping] Take a look at that.
Yeah.
Should I smile, too, Kojak?
[LeJeune] Whoo!
[Kojak] All right. Pick it up. Line it up!
Come on. Line it up, quick!
- What do you see? - There!
All right. Third building from the right. Top floor. Extreme left window.
[Crocker] Number 152. [Kojak] Number 152. Section?
- Section two. - Section two. Get on it!
152. That's him.
Packman!
Police!
[Police Sirens Wailing]
[Man On Police Radio, Indistinct]
[Sighs] Kojak, I was thinking. Do I just disappear in the confusion?
Stay clean, baby.