Date Rape Cagney and Lacey

CHEERING

TYPING

STRIPTEASE MUSIC

Happy birthday!

Mercy!

You old dog, you! She could teach you a few new tricks!

You probably forget what to do!

I may be a year older, but I'm not dead yet!

If you need a refresher course, I'm the Professor of Love!

Those who can, do... Those who can't, teach!

You missed the best part!

Well, it makes me uncomfortable.

Really? Why?

Come on, Mary Beth! It's fun. She wasn't upset. Why should you be?

You're missing something significant.

There's nothing significant about a girl stripping!

It's sad and degrading. She didn't find it degrading, Mary Beth!

A year ago, they wouldn't have invited us to anything,

much less a striptease.

Today, they did. They're accepting us as one of them.

Never one of my major goals! You two know a lady cop?

Two! She's in the interview room.

Carole Mitchell, 32. A little hostile. Insists on a female cop.

There you go.

Sit down... Please.

Well, you two SEEM human enough.

Pardon? I don't want to start off on the wrong foot, but this is hard.

We understand, believe me.

Sit down, take a deep breath and start at the beginning.

All right.

I was raped.

I'm sorry. Can you tell us where it happened?

In my apartment. He broke in?

No. I was...

I was... You let him in?

I was on a date with him.

Oh.

How did I know that you would say, "Oh..."?

I didn't mean anything by it. It's OK. It gets worse.

I met him at a singles bar, had a drink with him.

I even ordered a second round.

Back to my apartment, had another drink, even let him kiss me...

What do you think about that?

We don't think anything.

Tell us what happened then. He wanted to go to bed,

only -I don't know,

there was just something weird... He was creepy. I told him no.

I asked him to leave and he got crazy. How do you mean?

Shouting, screaming... "You can't say no after getting me all worked up!"

Then he just...

he...

he beat me up very badly, then he raped me. He beat you?

My face, my arms, my neck...

It's all faded now. How long ago was this? Two weeks.

Why did you wait so long to report it?

Why? Mmm. Because I heard how insensitive cops are.

This is not my favourite thing! We understand that, Miss Mitchell.

I tried! At first, I told myself to forget about it... And now?

The guy called me again yesterday! Like nothing happened!

I told him to leave me alone, he screams, like before.

He's a lunatic and I'm scared.

He's going to hurt me again! Can you stop him, arrest him?

Yes, if you sign a complaint.

His name is Ed Ravenswood. He sings at the New World City Opera.

He said he's a baritone. He told me.

I got a bet with Isbecki. I say rape, he says battered wife.

Can I see that?

What kind of case is it?

She was raped. I'll check his name. She knows his name?

They went on a date. Took him home?

This smells like a one-night stand that never called back!

Chick gets upset, turns him in!

Woman scorned and all that!

Paul, the woman was raped!

Read your penal code. Sexual intercourse without consent.

We're not mind-readers! What do you mean?

Women always say no! Sometimes, they mean yes. Usually, they mean maybe. Am I wrong?

You're overgeneralising. He knows what he's talking about.

Thelma's hero of all time is Rhett Butler - so romantic!

Why, if Rhett Butler throws Scarlet on the bed, that's romance, but when some poor slob does it, it's rape?

With respect, if you don't know the difference between rape and romance, you got a serious problem!

Her time of the month or what?

Two camels, one elephant

and a sufficiency of the usual chazerai.

Perfecto. On the 30th, then.

Hasta luego. Ciao. Sayonara.

And all that jazz!

We're doing Aida - molto boring. The hoi polloi...

Uh-uh!

Sorry to keep you hanging, Officer.

Detective. Lacey. I'm investigating a rape charge. Our favourite diva is molesting the tenors again?

Or knowing her tastes, perhaps something a bit more outre?

Mr Richards, I'm sorry if you find this funny. I do not.

A woman was raped by one of your performers - Ed Ravenswood. Ed Ravenswood?

My dear, Ed Ravenswood does not work here,

has NEVER worked here.

But I do know where you can find him.

How do you like the cologne?

On someone else.

Sorry, you set me up! Wait... What about basses and tenors?

OK, thanks for your help. He's not a member of any of the performers' unions. Forget it.

City Opera never heard of him? They heard of him. Edgar Ravenswood. He sings there?

No, they sing him. He's the hero of Lucia Di Lammermoor.

It's a married guy! Has to be!

All married men on the make use an alias, eh, Petrie?

Don't look at me! I wouldn't know...

Just being hypothetical. Not unreasonable in light of the new report on male sexuality!

It's a flaky case!

You still think you got a crime? Dunno. Haven't heard him sing!

Would you knock it off?!

OK?

I'm going home. I'll see you tomorrow. Oh...

Excuse me.

Mary Beth?

A woman's hurt - or are you so busy with the guys that you forgot?

I remember. I was wondering.

Is it possible you could lighten up a little? Yeah, sure.

Heard any good rape jokes lately?

Mary Beth, I know people get hurt every day.

Some of the stuff we see...

if we took it in without a filter, it would make us crazy,

so I laugh... There's things I don't laugh. Fine.

That's my way - that's what I do! OK?

I don't know. I'll think it over. Have you got any hand lotion?

Yeah.

Ladies?

La Guardia's niece is here. You don't want to miss this!

La Guardia's niece? Oh, yeah...

I just hope it works. Never fails.

You're serious? Yeah.

What do you think, ladies, huh?

Is he irresistible to females? Why - you got a date?

La Guardia traded me three nights to show his niece round.

Ronni is going to love you. You do look good.

I hate blind dates.

Tell me again - she's a distant relative?

I promise you - Ronni doesn't look anything like me!

No! Trust me! I've seen her.

Uncle Paul!

Ronni!

You look lovely!

Mary Beth Lacey... Hello. Chris Cagney. Hi, Ronni.

Mark Petrie. You know the lieutenant. And Victor Isbecki.

How do you do, Victor? Uncle Paul told me so much about you!

It's really good meeting you.

He never said how good-looking you were. You are, too!

This is going to be an evening to remember!

Let's get out of here. It's nice to have met you, Ronni!

You like French food? Enjoy yourselves.

What?

What? You see the look on his face?

The man is in love! He's in lust!

She seemed like a nice girl!

You should see his Raquel Welch impersonation! What?

Ronni is Ronald! He's a female impersonator!

Yeah, I'll hold. So, Victor, how was your date?

I'll get you for this, La Guardia, I promise!

Don't be mad at me! It was the lieutenant's idea!

Samuels, huh?

Well, I guess I owe him one!

When did you find out, Isbecki? I don't want to talk about it!

When did you find out? When he invited me home to meet his wife and kids!

Do you show a listing of members by physical type?

Height, weight, age, colouring?

Yes.

A directory, yes. Yes.

Thank you. Good morning. Morning.

Isbecki, you and Ronni make a perfectly beautiful couple.

Thanks, Cagney. Actually, she reminded me a lot of you,

but you make the better man!

Good one, Isbecki!

Thank you, Victor, but you give me too much credit!

Around here, I don't have that much competition!

Come on, Victor! Don't be mad! We're just kidding!

Me? Why would I be mad?

Oops!

Morning, Mary Beth. Morning.

Oh, can I talk to you?

In the john? I'm waiting on a call.

OK...

I went by Carole Mitchell's bar last night. And?

And the bartender doesn't remember a Mr Ravenswood...

Isbecki, go away! I'm getting some coffee. How long could it take?

He doesn't remember... You want to hear this? Well, come on! How about all of you?

The bartender doesn't remember our guy, but he does remember Carole Mitchell. She goes in a lot.

Sometimes, she takes a guy home. And here, I thought she was a vestal virgin(!)

We called them roundheels in school.

We had one with a moustache!

So? All cats are grey in the dark!

Thank you, gentlemen, for the view from the gutter!

Excuse me. You see?

That's why I wanted to talk to you in the bathroom.

Sensitive of you, Christine.

Perfect, you got it! You got it!

Tell the truth, Harv.

Do you think I'm making a big deal?

No, I understand. The guys sound like jerks. And Christine?

Oh... You do? You think I'm making a big deal?!

Come on! A little humour!

Maybe not in good taste, but it cuts the tension!

How does it hurt anybody? I don't know. It makes us all less...less to each other.

Maybe you have to be sometimes.

It's a tough job! You're saying what Christine said to me.

Call it a difference of opinion and live with it. I don't know! I have to say what I believe in!

Call it a difference of opinion and live with it. I don't know! I have to say what I believe in!

I can't just bite my tongue if something bothers me.

Sure, but don't make everybody else the bad guy cos they don't see things the same.

How come when I ask you to tell the truth, you do? You never take my side.

I will from now on!

Fine! All right!

I'll take this side here! Cut it out! Then this side!

Don't tickle me if you don't mean it! I mean it!

Croissants! Oh! From Michel's! I'm sorry if I've been a pain.

No big deal. You want some of these? No, I got doughnuts.

Today's the day! It's all set up. What?

I completely forgot!

I've got appointments all afternoon. Find a way!

We're all counting on you!

Excuse me, sir.

Lt Berwick wants to meet with you.

He suggested lunch at Luigi's. 12.30?

Internal Affairs? What did I do?!

What you got there, Cagney? Croissants.

Jelly doughnut? Give me one.

They're sticky. Why don't you get fresh ones?

OK. 12.45. Do not forget. What is going on?

May I see you in the conference room?

Isbecki's getting back at Samuels for the Ronni joke. How?

The Berwick thing's a set-up.

I call the restaurant and say the meeting's cancelled.

That's a dumb joke. Except Isbecki has a lady who's going to put some moves on Samuels. An actress?

You mean a hooker?

Well... she doesn't look like a hooker!

This is a morale builder for the lieutenant.

He'll really think he's hot stuff.

You're upset again.

It's a practical joke! I get it. Nothing will happen.

The lieutenant can spot a hooker a mile away. He'll enjoy it!

Sure. Lacey? Phone. Yeah.

OK, we're on our way.

The 53rd has a guy in custody confessing to a string of rapes.

Think he's involved with Carole Mitchell? Let's go find out!

Is something the matter?

Er...no. No, it's OK. Let's go check it out.

Take the mug shot to show your victim, but I don't think he's your boy. Description sounded close.

Not the MO. Parker does it in alleys, humiliates his victims.

I see. As opposed to in their homes, which is not humiliating?

I thought you were a cop, not some Gloria Steinem!

Hey, can I use your phone?

Go ahead.

Hi. Would you page Lieutenant Samuels?

I just want to leave a message.

Tell him the meeting is cancelled. No reschedule - the matter's been resolved.

Yeah. That's it. OK, thank you.

Thank you. We'll see the victim today, see what she makes of it.

Regards to the wife.

What? I want to ask the lieutenant. No, what you want is for him to tell us to get off this case!

What is with you? I want to run it by him. Find out what you can, OK? What?

He came back from lunch, whistling! All right.

The theme from Gone With The Wind. Good.

Mary Beth, you want to listen? OK. As long as you don't poison the well.

HE WHISTLES

Excuse me, Lieutenant? Can we talk to you for a minute?

We need your opinion about a case. Hey! I must be living right! Sir?

I meet a charming lady in a restaurant, dodge a bullet from IAD,

and now my two favourite detectives want my opinion! Sit down.

Thank you. It's about Carole Mitchell. The date rape?

Yes, sir. I think we're up against a dead end.

What should we do next, sir?

You want my advice? Don't knock yourselves out. Sir?

Even if you got a case here, it's a waste of time looking for the perp.

There is no conviction percentage. No jury will buy her story.

A jury of her peers might! You mean women?

Be realistic, Lacey! In my experience, women are even harder than men! Anything else?

No, sir.

You don't get a lead quick, put it on the back burner.

You got other, more pressing things you could be pursuing.

I did not influence him. No!

I just wanted to check some things,

find out how far off base I was. You don't think it was rape.

TOOT! Hey!

Mary Beth, listen to me... this is not something I could say in front of the guys.

I go out a lot. You know that.

I also say no a lot.

Oh, yeah? Well, my goodness(!)

The point is - when I say no, they get that I mean no!

I can't believe you said that!

What? You've never been raped, so Carole Mitchell couldn't have been! That's not what I meant!

You've never been murdered. I could show you people who have! Please!

Mary Beth, I won't fight with you.

We'll show Carole Mitchell the pictures and take it from there.

No...

It's not this guy. You sure? Yes, I'm sure.

He's never bothered you again? Uh-uh.

These are resume photos and publicity stills from the opera. Can you look at them and call us?

What if he isn't in here? Then, we'll keep looking.

Where? Well, the chances would be slim... Breaks your heart, doesn't it?

If we find him, we'll have a hell of a time convicting him. PHONE RINGS

'Leave a message. I'm looking forward to talking to you.'

Hi, baby! It's Marty! Last night was great. Let's do it again...

soon!

Look at you two!

So busy judging me, huh? Because I pick up guys in a bar?

No, ma'am. Where else do I meet them? I work with three women!

Am I supposed to sit at home waiting for Prince Charming?

I think you could be more careful. No, you think I'm a tramp and I don't have the right to say no!

That's not true. I thought women cops would be different - pigs in dresses!

Wait one damn minute! We're trying to help. Don't! I don't need this garbage! You think this is garbage?

Wait till you hear a defence attorney! I won't give him the chance! Just forget it!

We want to find this man as much as you do. No, you don't. Get out!

Just leave me alone. Go on! Get out!

Go on! Ma'am.

That's one tough cookie.

You're right - she should be more careful.

Do you think she was giving that guy mixed signals?

Whatever happened, it seems to be over. She'll be OK.

Yeah.

So we close it out? Victim's unwilling to press charges. Yeah.

Wouldn't screw up our conviction record, either. Right.

Closing out the date rape? More date than rape?

No. She's leaving town.

Traumatised.

Oh...

Why give them another cheap laugh? Right.

Sorry, sir. No doughnuts. That's all right. I'm on a diet.

Hope you're not going for that high-protein propaganda.

Lipid levels and triglycerides - it's the worst.

Unrefined carbohydrates and vegetables - that's the way.

You look nice this morning, sir, very dressed up. Oh, yeah?

I and Lois, the woman I met the other day,

we're going out again tonight.

Oh? Lacey... do you think she'd like the opera?

The opera, sir?

I don't like it much, but it would make a good impression.

You think you could call the guy you spoke to over there and get me some good seats?

Well, I don't know that it's a good idea. I don't mean that I want any freebies or anything.

I'll pay whatever it takes. I just want to get good seats.

I would appreciate it.

La Guardia? Talk to me about the diet. Should I cut out toast?

No, toast is fine. Cut out sugars and fats.

Sugar and fat?

Can you believe this?

He's taking a hooker to the opera. As long as she doesn't charge by the act!

I don't think it's funny! The joke should be called off.

Sure, Mary Beth. You want to tell the lieutenant he's fallen for a prostitute?

LAUGHTER Somebody should!

Call for you, Mary Beth.

On 2. Thank you.

Detective Lacey. Go on.

No.

Oh, my God!

Neighbour found her. She's lucky she's alive.

What's the prognosis?

You mean, will she survive?

I think so. Will she come out of the coma? I hope so.

When? In her own good time.

That's the best you can do? Ain't medical science wonderful(?)

One last question, Doctor.

Is there any sign of sexual assault? She was raped, no doubt about it.

It was the same guy! I know it was. What is happening to us?

What do you mean? The woman told us she was scared - we didn't listen.

We listened to smutty jokes and worried about our conviction rate!

You don't mean us - you mean me! I mean us!

I let that nonsense get to me, keep me from doing my job.

I'm not wasting time feeling guilty. I'm going to find that bastard and nail him!

Do you want me to drive?

No. I'm...

I'm fine.

Cagney? Can I see you, please, through here?

We're getting the file up on Carole Mitchell and going to her apartment. Good. Find that scum!

Yes, sir. Close the door.

This is...more of a personal kind of matter.

Yes, sir? Go ahead. Sit down.

I didn't know how to ask one of the guys...

I guess I thought you would know a lot about this stuff.

It's something that, er, Lacey said about romance...

the Rhett Butler thing.

Oh, yes...

Yeah, well, Thelma was right.

Yeah...

there should have been more romance.

I always thought there was...

After a while...

You know it's...

What I...what I really want is...

now, for it to be better...

Do you know what I mean? Sure.

I...I don't know why... I feel like such a klutz!

You know, er...

you see, with Lois, it's...

she's the first since, er, Thelma and I... Mmm...

And, er...

dating!

Whoo!

Kids with pimples date.

It's awkward, I know - dating.

So much has changed since I was a kid going around with girls!

I mean, what?

Candy? Flowers? Cagney, do you like that kind of stuff?

From the right guy...

When I was a kid...

in my time, you were lucky... if you got a kiss on a third date.

But, last night...

..Lois seemed interested in me and I...

but I was afraid...

I didn't know...I wasn't sure...

Maybe it was...

too soon, you know?

I want it to be right this time.

Does this make any sense to you at all?

Sure.

Hey, this is stupid! I...

you know...who do I think you are? A Dear Abby?

OK... Thank you. Thank you for listening to this over-the-hill 15-year-old.

Cagney... Yes, sir?

Er...

just forget everything that I said, OK? Yes, sir.

He really likes her. Who?

The lieutenant!

The hooker? Hmm. A lot? Hmm. He wants me to tell him how to get her to like him.

Oh, that poor man!

That lonely man! He's going to be so hurt!

He's going to be so humiliated. Ladies?

Someone ordered up a file? We'll think of something.

Come on! We gotta get to Carole Mitchell's place.

Don't hold your breath. He smudged his prints with a cloth.

Did you dust this phone? Yeah, I did.

OK, I'll call in.

Chris?

There, by you! By you! Is this clean here?

Yeah, it's clean...

TAPE REWINDS

'It's Evelyn. Can you come in half an hour early?

'Phone me if you get in at a decent hour.

'This is... Forget it.

'I don't talk to machines.

' # Arrivederci, Carole...! # '

Got anything for us? What's the address? Quiet!

I'll play it back.

Wait. ..Quiet!

'This is Ed Ravenswood. I want to see you.

'Call me at 373...' MESSAGE ENDS

Damn! 373... Got it.

'This is Carole. I want you to leave me alone. No, I don't think so.

'I have a picture of you. Sure! From the opera!

'If you don't leave me alone, I'll go to the police. OK! You got it!'

DIALLING TONE You guys...

you seen a cardboard box with a bunch of 8x10 glossies? No, I didn't.

Here we go.

Look at that.

I'm afraid I wouldn't know his name. He's a super.

Go shave. What - a janitor?

A supernumerary. They appear in crowd scenes, for $5 an hour.

I make it a rule not to know the name of anyone who works for that!

Don't you keep records? They leave glossies and resumes - hope springs eternal.

Why didn't you give us them before? My dear, in opera, the rapist is usually a principal singer.

If I'd know you were interested in the ambience... We are. He means extras. There are hundreds. Fine.

You are more than welcome to rummage through the photos.

In fact, it should be quite a little challenge for you two, I think!

Lead the way!

Chris? No luck.

I can't believe all these people want to be opera singers. There's an elephant out there. From Aida.

I slept through it twice.

Mary Beth... It's my turn. Where's the ladies?

Round the corner, past the camel. Which stack? Here to there.

Christine! Chris!

Huh?

Look here.

Bingo!

We're looking for this man and your name is listed on the back as his agent.

I haven't represented Taylor Bowen for three years now.

Still, perhaps you can help. You have a file? Probably not.

I'd a fire in my old office two years ago. Great!

I have lunch... I'm sorry, but it's very important we find him.

We believe he raped and brutally assaulted a woman.

Oh, my God!

I didn't mean to upset you. You're the only lead that we have.

He attacked me, too... Three years ago.

He was a perfectly good singer...

but, then, there are many perfectly good singers.

I just couldn't get him work...

In the end, I felt sorry for him...

..so I asked him out to dinner... to cheer him up a bit.

He called for me at my apartment...

we had a drink...

..and then he made a pass at me...

And when I said no...

he went berserk...

He beat me up...

..and raped me.

Did you report this?

I kept going over it in my mind...

I mean, wondering...

was it something that I'd done?

Had I led him on?

Finally, it was just easier to try and forget it...

pretend it never happened.

I dropped him as a client.

I never saw him again.

Oh, but that other woman...

..and it's all my fault... It's a lot of people's faults.

Yeah. Taylor Bowen's!

We will find him.

Yeah. Thanks, anyway.

Taylor Bowen! The only address they show for him is his agent.

Great! Where do we go from here?

Carole Mitchell's bar? Lieutenant?

Going out with Lois again? Yes.

Touched tongues yet?

You, can the wise guy stuff! You're talking about a lady!

Got it?! I got it.

The rate he's moving, we ought to ask her for a refund!

I didn't bargain for this. It's costing a fortune.

I just want to see his face!

Let him down easy - say it's another guy.

A husband. You were separated, but you made up. You went back for the kid. Two kids -

you're moving to Jersey. Montana. Montana is good. You got that?

A husband, two kids, Montana? Got it.

We've gotta go. Er...ladies?

I may be cheap, but I'm not free!

Pardon? That'll be $150, s'il vous plait!

A lot of guys through here.

I don't remember him.

Is there anyone here who would? Benny talks to a lot of people.

And tell him if he plays My Way once more, he's dead! Just kidding!

Sorry. Don't know him. He's an opera singer.

Strictly easy listening. You want opera, go down the street.

What do you mean? Firenze. Italian joint. Waiters'll sing you an aria.

Makes sense. He goes there after work and meets Carole Mitchell.

Here! Here...

OPERATIC SINGING

Detectives Cagney and Lacey. Does Taylor Bowen work here? The jester.

There is no Taylor Bowen here. Maybe known by another name.

That's the man! Yes. Donald Greenblatt! That's him with the wig.

Let's go! Hey, Chris! Let him finish.

Bravo! Bravo!

See? I told you it was him!

Ladies, did you enjoy the performance? Can I get your autograph? Sure. You have a pen?

Right here. This is exciting. You look different in your costume.

What's your name? Mary Beth. Don't move. You're under arrest.

You all right, Chris?

Yeah, but I'm bleeding. I told you not to move!

I promise, I don't need much of an excuse!

Isbecki! Follow me! I'll follow you anywhere!

What's this - some kind of a joke? No joke. May I? Certainly.

Thank you. Move in, guys.

It's simple - the lieutenant and Lois are finished.

He will never - never - find out that she was pro! What?

When did you become goody two-shoes, Cagney?

We got an investment. This is a joke without a punchline.

You want a punchline? Procuring a prostitute,

which is a crime. You'd turn us in to Internal Affairs?

In a minute. In a second, if he ever finds out she was a pro,

which will never happen. What are you so hot about? It's just a joke.

No more to discuss. Meeting is adjourned.

What? Are you perverts, hanging around the women's john?

Gentlemen, excuse me. Woman!

Even Claudia - you get her on a bad day, I tell you!

No sense of humour. Hormones! Studies have shown that mood swings are related to progesterone...

Thank you.

My pleasure.

Yeah? We just got a call.

Carole Mitchell's coming out of the coma. They think she'll be OK.

Isbecki wanted to tell you, but we thought we all should.

Wow! Thank you.

Come here!

Come on! Come on! Come here!

Yeah! Yeah! Oh, wow!

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