Capitalism Cagney and Lacey

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Harvey.

Sweetheart, come to bed.

Honey, it's late. You've got to get some sleep.

It's cold.

At least put on your robe.

Hey. I've got one mother already, I don't need two, OK?

-Here. Here.

-You know a phone booth anywheres?

The one inside didn't work.

Relax. You can call Harvey from the precinct.

Lousy raisin Danish for lunch again.

You'd think one hour could go by in this city without a homicide.

It's supposed to be springtime. It's the weather.

It drives sane people crazy.

Chipper today, aren't we(?)

I had a long night.

-Alice keeping you up again?

-No. The baby's fine.

Want to talk about it?

It's this job that Harvey's on. It...

Some delays is all. He'll work it out.

Fleeing the Khmer Rouge, Mr Hong came to this country,

established a legal practice and rose to become...

-Any suspects?

-Give us a break, OK? We just got here.

Care to speculate on a motive?

Care to get that thing out of my face?

Charles was so delighted when he got those.

Like a kid.

Miss Morgan, please take another look around.

You sure there's nothing else missing?

Oh.

No, not offhand.

I... Sorry.

It's...

Well, it's all so damn senseless, and for what?

A few pieces of jewellery and a typewriter?!

Ma'am, how long have you been in this office?

For six years. Ever since we went in practice together.

I helped him with his English

and he saved me from a life of corporate law.

-Did he have any known enemies?

-Not Charles.

Take a look in our files

and see for yourself what he did for his people.

He was more than just an immigration lawyer.

He set them up in businesses, he got them housing, car loans.

Everybody loved him.

Yeah, most mornings he'd be in his office by seven.

Banging away at the typewriter and I drop by

and we'd have coffee and bagels and talk baseball.

Baseball. Can you believe it?

Five years ago this guy didn't know

a batting average from the Brooklyn Bridge

and last week he's quoting Dwight Gooden's ERA.

You say when you went to Mr Hong's office that the door was unlocked?

Wide open, and there he was, the poor guy.

You'd think there'd be a little justice in this world.

That's what were working on here.

Can you tell us anything about Mr Hong's character?

Yeah. A real gentleman. Polite and refined.

He upgraded the neighbourhood, if you know what I mean.

No, sir, we don't know what you mean.

You know. The, er, Greek element that was here before.

You know, Hong bringing his own people

and they take over the stores and the markets.

Best thing that ever happened to this place.

People had to know Hong had the money.

That's exactly what it looks like - a burglary.

Tomorrow morning we'll start with the fences and the pawnbrokers.

-Mrs Hong give you anything over the phone?

-No, she's still in shock.

I don't think she's going to be able to talk for a while.

Losing a man that worked that hard for his family can't be easy.

You hear anything about your Corvette?

Tonight's the night. I can feel it in my bones, Mary Beth.

The woman who's coming to see it is very interested.

-A buyer already?!

-It's great.

So, you had the transmission fixed and it's running OK now, huh?

Chris.

-Chris!

-What?

Mary Beth, what you don't understand

is what people are looking for in a car is style. Classic lines, speed.

-Plus a lot of car buyers like to do their own overhauling.

-Is that so?

Do you know how much this thing is costing me to keep going,

with the insurance payments and the tune-ups and the tow charges?

This damn Corvette is eating me alive!

Yeah, things are tough all over, Chris.

TYRES SCREECH

Well...how's that for pick-up, huh?

And so low to the ground. It's a wonderful feeling, isn't it?

Not to me, and I speak from experience.

I used to be two inches taller.

-Could you open the hood and let me take a little peek inside?

-Sure.

You've got to remember now, this car is considered a classic.

So why are you try to get rid of it?

I'm not. I'm just trying to sell it, I don't want to get rid of it.

Not to me you're not, unless you give me some answers.

I've had it for a while and I'm just ready for a change.

Yeah, like a little less time at the shop.

Beautiful colour, isn't it? Canary yellow.

How the brakes?

Oh.

May need some minor adjustments, but really, it's nothing major.

Sweetheart, the transmission is shot, the steering is loose,

the hood doesn't open, the engine has less get up and go

than my dear friend Bessie, who got up and went last winter.

Are you saying that the car isn't right for you?

I'm saying this car is not fit to be driven and if you're smart,

you'll take it to a mechanic and get it fixed

before you get yourself killed, or even worse, sued.

-TELEVISION:

-'It's good, isn't it, Tommy?'

-Hi, everybody.

-Hi, Mum.

No, no. Don't rush me all at once(!)

BABY GURGLES

Hey. Hey.

Hello, my angel.

-Come on, Dad.

-All Mummy needs is a nice warm...

-I want to watch the weather.

-You've been watching the weather all day.

Muriel go home already?

Half an hour ago. Dinner's in the oven.

You should've told her to wait till after rush hour.

She wanted to leave. My mother's old enough to make her own decisions.

Mum, I'm late for Tiffany's...

-Hey!

-..and Dad won't let me go.

What do you want to go out in this weather for?

I have a make-up test Friday. Tiffany was going to help me study.

I'll bet.

Harvey, you just had a cold. You'll wind up getting pneumonia.

Come on, Mum. I won't get pneumonia.

BABY CRIES Now see what you started?

-You're staying home.

-But she's not going to...

-End of discussion.

Hey, hey, hey. What's the matter? What's the matter, you?

That's OK.

She's all right. She's all right.

-You talk to Garibaldi?

-Half an hour ago.

It's still five below in Saratoga.

15 with the wind chill and at this time of year.

What is this? What's going on here?

What are we doing?

Helping support the dairy farmers of America?

-Harvey, listen to me.

-Three cartons of milk open?!

Do you know how fast this stuff spoils?

-I know that things look bad...

-Do you think we're made out of money?

As soon as the weather warms up...

What do they care we're losing 500 bucks a day paying a crew

for sitting around doing nothing?

You're three days behind, is all.

Yeah? And the weatherman says more snow on the way.

Since when do you believe everything you hear?

BABY CRIES

Oh, honey, we have to look on the positive side.

You'd think they'd learn by now. Michael, Harvey, get in here!

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Gold Rolex? Gold money clip?! Lady, look around.

The only gold got in this place is in the back of my mouth.

How about his electric typewriter? Serial number 1673427.

Do I look like I have traffic in business machines?

If any of these items are bought in to be pawned,

please notify us at once.

Is that the stuff they got from that Cambodian guy? The guy they shot?

Did you know Charles Hong?

Them people. They come in here, they take over everything.

Liquor stores, groceries, you name it!

That Hong...

he was the one that gave them the money to swallow us up.

Sounds like you weren't very fond of your new neighbours.

12 years I have this store.

They got no respect for the people who was here first!

Let them go back to where they come from.

Not one of Hong's biggest fans.

People love to hate each other, don't they?

They can always find somebody new to hate.

These Puerto Ricans see these Cambodians making it ahead of them.

They resent it. Same old same old.

What are we supposed to do?

Bring in every Puerto Rican from the neighbourhood?

The only solid lead we have is stolen goods.

-Leads us to pawnbrokers.

-Six more in this district alone.

Lord, I do hate this winter.

Sir, I did not say "relax", I said Rolex!

R-O-L-E-X, as in expensive. It's a watch.

-No, I don't want to buy one.

-Cagney?

-Yeah?

-Special delivery here for you.

-Oh, yeah? What is it?

-Does this look like The Man With X-ray Eyes?

You know, Coleman, you light up a room just by leaving it.

Sir, if anyone tries to pawn any of these items,

please let us know at once.

Especially the relax watch, sir.

-Thank you! "Relax"!

-Sound advice, Mary Beth.

-What do you got?

-Translations from Hong's client file, contract.

Contract, contract, contract...

Well, that was the 12th and last pawn shop on the East Side.

-I say we're up against a dead end here.

-Mary Beth, wait a minute.

Looks like Hong does have some enemies.

And they aren't all Puerto Rican - look at that.

"Dear sir, you are one month behind in your care payment." Who isn't?

"If we do not receive your payment within three days..."

Hong's law partner claimed that he was a selfless do-gooder,

loved by the Cambodians, financed all of their businesses.

In the interim, he'd been sending these nasty collection notes

to people who fell behind on their payments.

His secretary says there's a cab driver named Tamuk Lampoll

who tried to buy time. When Hong avoided his phone calls,

this cab driver started making threats.

Might be a deadbeat, what makes you think he's a killer?

I had Commission send over Lampoll's trip card the night of the homicide.

Between 8 and 10pm he drove empty, right around the time

the ME figures Hong was shot.

Then at 10.15pm, sir, he picked up his next fare,

at Avenue C and Sixth.

Same area as Hong's office.

The ME's report also shows he was shot with

-a .22 calibre pistol at close range.

-Close enough, Lieutenant,

-to produce powder burns under the skin.

-Close enough to suggest

-it was someone who knew him.

-All right, so what you waiting for?

-Bring him in.

-Yes, sir.

-Thank you.

And when you get a chance, Cagney, I want to talk to you about your car.

My car?

What about my car?

Well, I don't know, after 30 years of station wagons

and sedans, I'm thinking maybe it's time for me to make a change.

Oh. Lieutenant, I really don't think that my car would be right for you.

Why not?

The truth is, I've always pictured you in a Jaguar.

'Scuse me, Lieutenant.

HE SPEAKS OWN LANGUAGE

-Mr Lampoll?

-Yes, I am Lampoll.

We're investigating the death of Charles Hong.

We'd like you to come with us, sir.

To the station house, to answer a few questions?

-Yes, I understand.

-My father didn't do anything wrong.

All he did was believe Hong's lies, like everybody else here.

Hong was a criminal! You have no right...

HE SHOUTS OVER SON IN OWN LANGUAGE

These people are only doing their job. Here. Please, show them respect.

DISPATCHER: 59 Street and Broadway...

In Cambodia, I was doctor. Here, I not allowed to practise.

I work 20-hour day driving taxi.

I have to work to take care of my family.

And Hong gave you the money for that taxi?

I borrow money from him, I promise to pay him back.

-But you didn't keep up the payments.

-One month ago I had accident in taxi.

I not work, not make money for one full week.

And Mr Hong wasn't happy about that?

He talk to me in letters, he say,

"Pay me money or I take back your taxi!"

Mr Hong, he want more, more! In Cambodia, I know who my enemies are.

Here in America, not too easy to tell.

Then you did consider Charles Hong to be one of your enemies?

I tried to make him understand.

-I went to talk to him last Friday night.

-He was alone.

-And you had a gun.

-No!

-I went to talk, just talk!

-But you argued.

No, when I arrive, he was sitting at desk.

His head on typewriter, his eyes looking at me.

He already dead!

He doesn't look like a killer, but maybe he was pushed to the wall.

I don't know, something feels wrong.

-Cagney, there's a call for you, waiting on three.

-Thanks.

-I'll make it fast.

-Coleman told me to give you these messages.

Harvey...Harvey...Harvey?!

-Ain't love grand?

-Better than your bad jokes.

-Hormones.

-Yes, Mr Slade, exactly as advertised. Uh-huh?

A '72 Corvette convertible, I'm the owner. Custom paint job, ya.

-Always garaged.

-With six mechanics looking at it.

Uh, running condition? Well, as the ad says, "must see to believe."

One way to keep a clear conscience.

Uh, sure, late afternoon is perfect for me. Mercer Street Garage.

Great, OK, I'll see you then. Bye.

Go ahead and laugh - by Friday I'll be minus one headache

and 5,000 richer.

"As the ad says, 'must see to believe.' "

Harvey, I know you hate soap operas. Ask your mother to turn it down.

Then go in our bedroom and close the door, Harve! Alice is in there.

No, I don't want you to wake up the baby, Harve, no.

I know. Uh-huh.

Uh-huh. Uh...Harve, I know.

Bye, Harve.

-That was Harve.

-Harve who? That was a joke.

Look, about the cabbie,

before we jump the gun I want to talk to Hong's widow.

Jump the gun? Christine, we have enough to book the man,

-we can talk to the widow after.

-Mary Beth, she's got a motive,

she's going to inherit all Hong's money, I just want to

look at her face-to-face before we just dismiss her as a suspect.

-Whatever you say, Sergeant.

-Good.

I'm afraid Charles and I didn't talk very much about his business.

-I'm sorry I can't be more help.

-When you and your husband

were out in public together

did you ever sense that he feared for his life?

To be honest, I can't remember the last time we were out together.

Mrs Hong, sometimes we have to ask questions that are personal.

Were you and your husband having marital problems?

I loved Charles.

But we grew apart.

His law practice became everything to him.

And the things that mattered once began to matter less and less,

-until...

-Until what?

We lost our only son to the Khmer Rouge.

We were going to start a new family here.

Instead, he started a business.

Success was all he had left to believe in.

Money was everything, family nothing.

That's the American way, isn't it?

Mrs Hong, what can you tell us about a man named Tamuk Lampoll?

We met him and his sons when they first came to this country.

A good man. I believe he'd been a doctor in Phnom Penh.

He drives a taxi here. He owed your husband a lot of money.

-Do you think Lampoll may have killed Charles?

-We think it's a possibility.

I'm not surprised.

In America, people change.

Told you the guy had money, Mary Beth, see that Chinese armoire? Huh?

Had to cost Hong 5,000.

And how about that panelled screen with the inlaid jade?

-Not too bad.

-What I saw, Christine, was a very unhappy woman.

I don't want to book Lampoll yet.

'Christine, Lampoll says he wants'

more time to pay back his loans,

Hong won't give it to him, Lampoll, desperate, goes over the edge

and shoots him.

-What about the typewriter?

-What about it?

You said it, Mary Beth, the man is desperate.

So he steals Hong's wallet and his watch, maybe even

his money clip, but to stop and take a huge office typewriter?

He couldn't be choosy, it was the only one they had.

Come on, Mary Beth, it doesn't make any sense.

Christine, a man committing murder is not interested in making sense!

That's another thing - I don't buy Lampoll as a murderer.

In America, people change.

You were in the room with him, he looked us right in the eye.

And what I saw was a man willing to do anything to protect his family.

He went too far, is all.

He works 20-hour shifts, the man plays by the rules.

A lot of people play by the rules.

They borrow from the bank, they work like dogs,

they get behind the eight ball - so what do they do?

-They break the rules.

-For what, 1,500 bucks? Peanuts.

To the Rockefellers maybe, and other people with trust funds.

Just because I have a trust fund does not mean

-I don't understand money problems.

-Then think about it, Christine.

Lampoll comes here, works from morning till night

grabbing for the brass ring

like the rest of us. This is America -

all you have to do is pay your dues, keep your nose clean

and you too could become a millionaire, right? Just like in the movies.

-Mary Beth...

-This is a man working his heart out, Christine!

And the thing he wants keeps moving further

and further away from him, so's he could never touch it.

Under that kind of pressure, even a decent man could lose himself.

Still doesn't explain the typewriter.

Good night, Chrissie.

INDISTINCT CHATTER

You happen to be looking at a bona fide muscle machine here.

I mean, you put your pedal to the metal in this baby

and you can kiss your friends goodbye, know what I'm saying?

-Oh, God, I've been waiting my whole life for something like this.

-Yeah?

-What do you drive now?

-I don't. This would be my first car.

Your parents giving it to you as a graduation present?

Graduation present?

Get serious. I've been working double shifts at Tasty Burger

ever since junior high.

A lot of fries and shakes earned me this.

-How's it start in cold weather?

-Cold weather? Consistent.

-Always consistent.

-That's good to hear.

Especially cos I'd be getting up pretty early in the morning to

-get my grandmother out of Mineola.

-Long Island?

Yeah. She hates to be late for morning Mass.

Uh, how's it on repairs?

Well, any car you buy you know you're going to have repairs,

-old or new.

-Little ones, I hope.

I'd be putting my last dime into this baby.

If the tail-light went out I'd probably have to take out a loan!

-You know, Kevin, this is a very expensive car.

-Yeah, it looks it.

I mean, parking in the city is not cheap.

You got insurance, tolls on the bridge, they add up.

Well, maybe Grandma's willing to help.

Kevin, can we talk?

Mom, Ricky Bitman's going to sleepaway camp this summer.

That should be exciting.

In Vermont, a lake in the middle of the woods.

He says it takes six hours by bus.

He says they got horseback riding, water skiing, archery...

Nothing wrong with your day-care.

There's nothing to do there, at least at Ricky's camp...

Yeah, well, maybe I can't afford Ricky's camp.

-You ever think of that?

-He just mentioned it, Harve.

-Game's not over.

-It is now. Night, Mom.

Good night. I'll come in.

-Taking it out on Michael's not fair.

-I know, I'll tell him I'm sorry.

Damn it.

I am sick and tired of beating my head against the wall.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about packing this job in altogether,

cutting our losses while we still can.

-You're not serious?

-If we get out now we lose about 4,000, Mary Beth.

That's a hefty hunk of change, but at least it's not everything.

Marty Caplin, he's been pestering me for weeks to go in with him

and his father-in-law. 18 bucks an hour, three months guaranteed.

-And then what?

-Then I look for another job.

Maybe it'll take a little longer,

but at least this way we know we will be able to get the house.

Saratoga is the one we've been waiting for, Harvey.

Mary Beth, but if the weather does not break

we could wind up losing everything.

We could borrow from the pension fund. I could go to the credit union...

Oh, sure, and go so deep into debt that we never get out from under?

OK, then, if we have to, we'll take it out of the house savings.

-Whatever it...

-Gamble away all our years of sweating and saving?!

-Now this is crazy!

-Crazy?

You want crazy? Crazy is the way that you have been acting.

Back off, Mary Beth.

-Bouncing off the walls and yelling at the kids...

-All right, all right!

No, it's not all right!

WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!

I want you to quit making everybody miserable,

and taking it out on everybody and treating everybody like the enemy!

-Where you going?

-Anybody calls, I'm up on the roof.

Good, go on the roof, that'll solve everything!

DOOR SLAMS

I hope you freeze your nose off.

Was thinking about that cabbie all night.

The way I hear it, a cab driver works for a fleet

can pull in 80-90 a night on percentage.

But then a driver/owner can make 100-150.

Clear profit, know what I mean?

'Course, that's a normal eight-hour shift.

We know that Lampoll doesn't work normal hours, don't we?

I'm sorry, what'd you say?

I said, "Do you think Angie Dickinson keeps her gun

"in her bra or her stockings?"

MARY BETH CHUCKLES

-You split the driving of the cab with your father, right?

-I did.

Before you took him away.

-I know the two of you worked long hours.

-Hong liked to live good.

And between the loan payments, his lawyer's fee

-and the rent on this rat trap, the man had it made.

-Wait a minute.

-You mean Hong owned this building?

-And everyone in it.

The other people who borrowed from Hong lived here too?

That was part of the agreement he made us sign.

He said that in America, you must work hard to make yourself a success.

But what he didn't tell us... is how hard.

Excuse me. I have to get back to work.

For your information, Sergeant, we charge the legal limit on our loans.

It may be high, but then, so is the risk.

What about the lawyer's fees for 10,000

that you attach to each loan?

Our clients feel it is a small price

to pay for the opportunities that we offer them.

For what, living in tenements packed like sardines?

These people are used to living in close quarters.

Maybe if you knew more about Cambodian families,

-you would understand they actually prefer it.

-That's funny.

I didn't see any 14 relatives crammed in Mr Hong's apartment.

-He had, what, 11 rooms?

-Close.

Back in Cambodia they would be dodging bullets!

Here they have a chance to survive, to...start new lives.

That make you and Charles Hong rich.

You obviously know nothing about the kind of man he really was.

Yeah, that's what we're finding out.

Charles really cared about his people. Really cared.

And I was proud to call myself his friend and his partner.

Good day, ladies.

Lot of good that did,

all she did was defend Hong like he was some kind of saint.

Go back to the client file and check out

everybody in debt to Hong and Mauldin.

And the way she defended him, kind of makes you wonder, doesn't it?

Was their relationship that good,

-or was it better than good? Do I have anything?

-No.

You think they were sleeping together?

Mrs Hong said she lost her husband to the job.

Maybe it was more than work that kept him occupied.

Harbour Patrol picked it up dragging the East River for stolen cars.

The serial number matches the one from your homicide investigation.

You think it would have killed them to wash it off?

I bet you they didn't do the windows either(!)

You got some place to be, Victor?

What's with you, Lacey?

-You've been sucking a lemon all week.

-Hey, come on, Victor.

See what I mean? Hormones.

It's Hong's typewriter, all right.

Why would somebody go to the trouble of stealing a typewriter

so they could dump it in the East River?

Lampoll said that he found Hong's body

slumped over this very typewriter.

If he's innocent...

Then the real killer had to be on the premises when Lampoll left.

It had to be somebody who could come back in,

steal the typewriter to make it look like a robbery

and then remove it from the building without being questioned.

-Sophy Hong.

-Or Helen Mauldin.

-It's late, Christine, I've got to go.

-Come on!

We can go over this in 30 minutes.

I have to be across town by five anyway.

First thing in the morning, OK?

Terrific(!)

Terrific, Mary Beth.

We've been busting our buns over this case all week.

We finally get a solid lead and you want to go home?

No, Christine, I do not want to go home.

But I am.

You come very highly recommended.

There's a man in my building, Jordan Moffat,

he brought a T-Bird in to you and it was making noises

and now it just purrs like a kitten and I thought maybe you could...

I'm afraid we have a real sick patient on our hands, here.

Well, how much would it cost to operate?

Well, with the suspension, the brakes, the clutch work,

the engine rebuild, not to mention...

-Careful!

-..the frame damage...

..we're talking major buckolas.

Could you be a little more specific?

From the looks of it,

you've got yourself a real lemon.

Just like the colour!

-It's called canary yellow.

-And it fits.

This car is for the birds.

I happen to like this car, OK?

Maybe that's why you can't sell it. You're too sentimental.

I'm not at all sentimental.

Then I have the perfect solution.

I have a brother-in-law who,

for a modest fee,

will see to it that your auto

is professionally appropriated.

You mean stolen?

Assuming you're covered for theft, of course.

Oh, yes, the Police Endowment Association

gives me terrific coverage.

I was only kidding!

You look like a woman who can take a joke.

Yeah, what makes you think that?

You've been driving one!

No, look...

Look, honestly, I can't take any money for fixing this heap.

So what do you suggest, then?

Face the facts.

All good things must come to an end.

You don't mean...

They shoot horses, don't they?

Harvey.

Honey.

Looks like the end of the world out there.

I don't want to work for Marty Cathelin.

I don't want to go back to that any more.

But I want us to have that house, Mary Beth.

God, do I want it.

Harv...

..we've had 17 years of ups and downs together.

If we have to stay in this apartment another 17 years,

it wouldn't kill us.

I don't know, maybe I bit off more than I could chew, here.

Don't say that.

I mean, what do I know about turning old barns into malls?

I mean, what if I screw up and the developers hate it?

Oh, sweetheart, don't.

Maybe God's trying to tell me something

with that weather out there.

I don't know anything any more.

Harvey...

..what do you want?

What do you really want?

I want to work for myself, be my own boss.

I want to give you and the kids the best.

Come here a minute.

You know what she told me today?

She told me that she thinks

you're going to do a wonderful job in Saratoga.

She said she believes in you.

I believe in you.

Could you guarantee it?

No guarantees in this life, baby.

You'll make it happen, Harvey, I know you will.

Either Hong's wife shoots him because he's been cheating on her

or Mauldin does the job because he wants to end the affair.

What about alibis?

Mauldin says that she was with one of her Cambodian clients

who happens to owe her 100,000.

And Sophy Hong says she was at home

and her doorman confirms it, which wouldn't be hard to arrange.

Well, it sounds like you're on to something.

-What does Lacey think?

-She agrees with me.

LAUGHING: That's nice.

I beg your pardon?

Well, I haven't heard your partner agree with anybody all week.

Don't tell me you haven't noticed.

Well, she's been a little out of sorts, Lieutenant.

More than a little out of sorts.

Do you know what the problem is?

I don't think there is a problem.

I'm not asking you to tell me WHAT it is.

-Lacey's not going to let anything interfere with her job!

-Come on!

Her work is up to its normal high standards.

I really don't think you have anything to worry about.

All right, I'll take your word for it. So you can go now.

-Thank you, Lieutenant.

-Cagney, there's one thing, though.

This problem that your partner doesn't have,

make sure it doesn't get to be a problem for the both of yous.

Yes, Lieutenant.

Mary Beth?

I'll be right there, Christine.

-So what did the lieutenant think?

-I just talked to the lieutenant.

He said that we're really onto something with this triangle theory

and so I figured maybe we should start by talking to Mrs Hong again.

Yeah, give me a minute, will you, Chris?

MARY BETH CRIES QUIETLY

So, Mary Beth, how's the family?

THEY BOTH LAUGH

The boys are fine, thank you.

And Alice is making more and more sounds every day.

Got a great pair of lungs on her, that little girl.

And Harvey? Is everything OK with the job, now?

Actually, Christine, things are... things aren't looking so good.

You know, every day that this cold...

we have to sit out the weather.

It costs us an arm and a leg.

Well, that's bound to clear up. It's just a matter of time.

Yeah, that's what I told Harv,

that we have to hang in there.

But he's thinking about quitting and walking away,

taking our losses.

Oh, hey, you know how men can be when they get upset.

He didn't mean it.

-I bet if you talk to him...

-I did talk to him, Chris.

I told him, "Don't be afraid."

I told him how much I believe in him.

As long as I've known Harvey, he's been waiting for a big break.

We both have.

All these years, I've been making two paychecks stretch

to the end of the month and...

having to think about it when you buy a pair of shoes

or send a sweater to the cleaners.

This job, this Saratoga,

this was supposed to be the one that made the difference.

But to say the truth, Christine, I don't think it will.

I don't know if it ever will.

And I couldn't...

let Harvey know that.

Hey, Harvey's a terrific guy.

He's going to be fine.

Sure you're scared. Who wouldn't be, huh?

You believe in him. That's what he needed to hear.

Being there for him, you know...

..that's all that really counts.

Mrs Hong didn't even know what she had here.

It may not be enough.

Then we'll have to make it enough.

Look, I have got a lot of people waiting, if you don't mind.

Poor Mrs Hong, her husband's dead a week already

and she's still getting his mail, like his new stationery.

You know Hong ordered 1,000 of these?

Isn't it strange that his name appears alone on letterhead?

Yeah, with his new business address.

Look, I can imagine how you felt,

realising that your partner's moving to an uptown office without you.

I don't know what you're talking about.

You taught him more than just English.

You showed him how to make the big bucks.

Hell hath no fury like a partner scorned.

I am extremely busy.

You know, we just talked to your alibi, that cabbie. Maytek?

He said that he's willing to testify

that you persuaded him into making his statement.

I persuaded him?!

That's what he says, and he speaks very good English.

Well, that's his word against mine.

You've got nothing to go on

and you know it.

We also have a witness who saw you

lugging a certain typewriter out of this office building.

Well, I can explain that.

Please.

We're all ears.

I would...

like to call my lawyer.

Be our guest.

(What witness?)

Nice work today, Detective.

There's more to be done but I think we'll get a conviction, Sergeant.

-Yeah, at least Lampoll's free.

-Yeah.

Mary Beth...

it's kind of embarrassing.

Do you have five dollars I could borrow for a cab?

Oh, I guess I could handle that.

The car died again, huh?

In a manner of speaking.

You know, Christine, some people might have a problem

selling a car that doesn't run.

Actually, I decided not to sell it.

You're going to get it fixed, finally?

I already did.

I thought you said your car died.

A true masterpiece never dies, Mary Beth.

No, no, it lives on forever!

Good night.

Sure!

To modern art.

ALICE GURGLES

Harvey.

Sweetheart, come to bed.

Come on, everything's going to be fine, believe me.

I know.

And if I leave now,

I can be in Saratoga by seven.

Saratoga.

Saratoga?

I just got off the phone with Garibaldi.

Wind chill's down, temperature's up ten degrees.

He talked to the carpenters, they're ready to go.

Hell, I know I am.

Here, let me get this for you.

-Mary Beth, thank you.

-For what?

Pulling me through this.

-Babe...

-I love you, too.

Go.

Get going!

It's going to be the best damn mall Saratoga's ever seen!

I'll call you as soon as I get up there.