The Psychic Cagney and Lacey

-Let me see that a second.

-Screaming won't get you anywhere, Mr Tanner.

INDISTINCT

I'm afraid we're going to have to conclude

that your wife does not want to be found.

-26 days she's been missing! 26 days!

-I understand...

-The police haven't found anything!

-All the evidence we have...!

All they can come up with is that Nora ran away from me!

-That I'm a terrible husband!

-I never said you're a bad husband.

Then why would she run away?! I never hit her, never!

-We have a good marriage. I love her!

-Yes, sir, I'm sure you do.

Then why do you keep saying ran away?

You're either too lazy to find Nora or you don't know what you're doing!

For God's sake, stop this! Hold it right there!

Look, Mr Tanner, I won't have you insulting my officers.

I agree with Cagney and Lacey that the evidence points to a runaway!

-Bull! You hear me?! Bull!

-Lower your voice in here!

INDISTINCT

All the evidence suggests that your daughter left of her own free will.

My wife does not run away from me. She couldn't have!

-She agrees with me.

-Madam Zal is not a trained police officer.

It's Mrs, they only call me Madam in Europe.

You must have heard about her finding that kid in Belgium.

The boy that was kidnapped.

She has not brought any new evidence, any facts.

But I have feelings, Lieutenant. Very strong senses.

Whether you believe in my powers or not.

Madam Zal, a feeling that Mrs Tanner is in danger

does not give us anything new to work with.

But it doesn't make any sense that Nora would go away without telling Howard.

Excuse me, Lieutenant. There's a pack of reporters outside.

They say some lady psychic's giving a press conference.

Thank you, Sergeant. Excuse me.

This should've been cleared through me. I do not appreciate this!

We'll force you to do something whether you like it or not!

This is a police precinct, Tanner, and we'll handle this!

Mrs Zal wanted some pictures.

I know you have one Howard gave you, but this is a more recent picture.

It's with her church choir.

She wanted to sing opera when she was a girl.

But she got married, you know.

-Do you think it'll help?

-Yes, ma'am. Thank you. You never can tell.

ALL TALK AT ONCE

She's the one who helped them find that body.

-Yeah, the robbery, Victor.

-I saw her on TV.

She is not bad for an older woman.

Money is not important here.

What is important is that we find Nora Tanner.

Will you be working with the police?

I'm prepared to cooperate with any source. Spiritual or otherwise.

In cases where I've assisted the police, they've been very helpful.

She really knows how to put on a circus, doesn't she?

Yeah. I guess it's going to wind up the clowns.

Lieutenant, do you think she's been a victim of foul play?

-No. We have no evidence of that.

-I disagree.

There is no question that Mrs Tanner's in danger. Grave danger.

Do you think she's dead?

The family has been kind enough to provide me with pictures.

I'm hoping to get a reading.

I see the New York skyline.

I see Nora Tanner's face.

I see...

She's running.

I'm sorry, Mr Tanner, your wife is frightened and she's being pursued.

-And I see no escape.

-Who's pursuing her?

Thank you.

-You want the last half of my egg salad?

-What's wrong with it?

Nothing's wrong with it, I'm just not hungry for it.

Go ahead. Take the pickle, too.

Somehow, I think it's more fitting that you keep the pickle.

Nah, thanks. I don't like dill.

I'll tell you what you don't like, Madam Zal.

Excuse me, Mrs Zal.

-Do you?

-Hm. She's got style.

Yeah, like a mad truck, she's got style!

Coming in, taking over the entire quadrant,

making money off of people's misery.

Well, I'm going to made a prediction.

I think she's going to fall flat on her face.

-Let's go.

-Ten seconds.

Oh, sorry, I forgot. Kid has to have her calcium.

-Her?

-Why not? It could be a little girl.

Then I could buy her pretty little smock dresses, you know those kind?

Then later on, Auntie Christine can take her out carousing and drinking.

Preferably with attractive young men.

-That's reassuring, Christine.

-Mm.

You going to be a dirty old lady?

Huh! Why not? Dirty young lady.

-Through?

-No.

-OK.

-Slow is better. Otherwise, burping.

-All right.

So I looked around, I didn't see anything missing.

I thought maybe a good strong wind had set the alarm off.

So I sent the cops home.

Now I see my Elvis Presley memorial decanter is gone!

What was it valued at, sir?

Are you kidding? It was priceless.

Well, once you take away all the sentimental value,

it's worth about, er...800 bucks.

-And you're an eyewitness?

-Yep.

Could you describe who you saw?

Yep.

Would you tell us what you saw?

Oh, sure. He was all in silver and he sparkled.

-Sparkled?

-Yeah.

And he wore this big belt of shiny gold, like a badge or something.

Should I talk to one of them sketch artists?

No, I don't think that will be necessary.

You know, I think of everything you do, I hate missing persons the most.

-I beg your pardon?

-You know what I mean.

-You take the whole thing too personally.

-Don't start, Harv.

I can't use you going into one of your theories on this.

One of my theories, huh?

You think it's a coincidence you get like this when you get a missing person?

-I don't get like anything.

-You don't, huh? Let me tell you something.

You know and I know that every time you get one of these things,

we are talking about your father.

My father? Did you hear me say father?

When did I ever mention father?

Face it, Mary Beth, he's on your mind sometimes, is all.

He took off and you never knew whether he was dead or what.

He took off, Harv. Period.

Selfish bastard. If he was dead, I'd know it.

Oh, yeah? What are you, a gypsy seer?

What are you, Sigmund Freud II?

-I just know that every time you get one of these cases...

-Change the subject, Harv.

OK. Sure.

Whatever you say, babe.

-Come on, Mary Beth, you're getting me wet!

-What am I wearing?

-What are you wearing?

-Mr Tanner couldn't even tell us

what his wife was wearing the day she disappeared. What am I wearing?

You're wearing...your, er...

your blue pants and your yellow blouse.

Well, I got the blue pants right.

My yellow blouse? What yellow blouse? I don't even own a yellow blouse.

Come on, Mary Beth, some things are just not important enough to remember.

Oh, terrific! That's perfect, Harv.

I could disappear tomorrow morning

and you couldn't tell anybody what the hell I looked like!

"What did she look like?" "Oh, I don't know.

"She was a little short blonde woman with a yellow blouse."

It's missing persons.

I saw you on the Carson show the other night. You were terrific.

-Thank you.

-I couldn't believe you actually knew what was in the purse.

-Can you predict something's going to happen before it does?

-Sometimes.

-Like, um...the sex of a baby. Can you predict that?

-Very often.

Or the birth weight, say, or even the date of birth?

I'm sorry, Sergeant, I can't use my gift to further gambling.

How'd you know I was talking about gambling?

The Lacey baby.

Detective Isbecki already asked if I had any hunches.

Oh!

Well, it looks to me like you did a very perfunctory job on this one.

What's the matter? You getting tired?

We're carrying 11 other cases.

I'm telling the inspector, this one's a runaway.

It's all there, the evidence, the profile.

Did you check to see if this lady used her credit cards?

Plane ticket, hotel, restaurants?

We're not supposed to do that unless there's evidence of a crime.

Inspector, I have been following this case very closely

and believe me, they have played it right down the line.

I see. So now we have a psychic and the media to contend with.

Bert, you remember that Steve McCarthy case, don't you?

Yeah. Who was in charge of that? Oh, Taylor, wasn't it, down at the 12th?

Well, the family called in a psychic

and the psychic said the boy would be found in a lake.

Well, everybody laughed.

That was until the body was found in the middle of Lake Placid.

Now, the paper ran that how many days? Five, six?

And as I recall, Taylor was asked to take a very early retirement.

Well, that's not going to happen here, is it, Bert?

-You want us to work with the psychic, sir?

-Oh! You just read my mind.

She just read my mind.

Have a good day.

We were just making headway on the Godfrey homicide!

Turn it over to Aspermonte and Kaysaker.

Knelman wants you to work with the psychic,

-you work with the psychic!

-Yes.

There is no reason for us to be adversaries. Thank you.

We all want the same thing, which is to find Nora Tanner.

That sideshow in here yesterday with the reporters,

is that part of the way you work?

Detective, we all have an image to present.

For me, people expect something a little more out of the ordinary

and they're disappointed if they don't get it.

Well, we're not here to please your friends, Mrs Zal.

-This is our job.

-Now it's my job, too.

If you just keep an open mind, you'll find me reasonable

-and easy to work with.

-Is that an official prediction?

The lieutenant said you have further information for us, ma'am.

Yes.

I saw Nora Tanner this morning.

When I woke up.

She was in a grassy area surrounded by trees.

Terrific. Now, yesterday you saw the New York skyline.

I can't pretend to reconcile the two. I simply see what I see.

Nora was in this place outdoors.

And there were horses all around.

I called Mr Tanner to find out if Nora had any connection to horses.

He said no.

That makes it all that much more strange.

Yes, ma'am.

Well...thank you for the information.

I'm not finished, Detective.

I saw many, many horses.

And I had a very strong sense of Nora Tanner

being trampled to death by horses.

WHINNYING

Now, this has been terrific, Christine, slogging through stables.

Look at my shoe!

You have to admit, Mary Beth, Central Park does have trees,

-grass and horses.

-Hm.

Where else in New York are we going to find trees, grass and horses?

Aqueduct. Roosevelt Raceway. We can go through 10, 12 pair of shoes.

Great(!)

I hate this. We're in a no-win situation.

No matter what we do, we're going to end up looking stupid.

We find the lady, they're going to say, "See, the psychic was right!"

We don't find the lady, they're going to say, "See, they were stupid!"

I don't know why we're even bothering. The woman is a runaway.

Probably had every good reason.

To take off without a word is a very selfish thing to do.

-You left home once.

-For one day.

24 hours in 14 years we've known each other!

And I suffered from guilt the whole time and I called Harvey

and this is something else altogether.

You also came home because you wanted to. You had a choice.

This woman has a choice, but for some reason, she just doesn't want to go home.

What I'm saying is it's not fair to her family. She has responsibilities.

She can't go around thinking only about herself.

It's not quite the same thing. She does not have a child at home

and if she's in a bad relationship, I say good for her for getting out.

A lot of women stay too long.

The trouble with you is you don't understand about responsibilities and commitment.

I understand perfectly. That's why I'm single.

-Thank you.

-You're welcome.

We know she's not in the morgue, we know she's not in the hospital.

We know she took her clothes and cosmetics from home

-and a picture of her son in the Marines.

-Yeah.

Did you see how her mother started to cry when she saw that empty picture frame?

And Madam Zal uses that.

Takes advantage of it. Charging that woman 25,000.

Some sweet racket she's got.

Well, the woman has had some success.

She found that boy in Europe, she's helped the police with seven cases.

-She was wrong in three of them.

-That's better than 50/50.

I bet she still collected the money.

-You don't believe in that psychic garbage, do you?

-No.

I went to one once.

She said I was going to get married, live on a farm and have four kids.

-You think it's too late?

-Never too late, Christine.

-Honey?

-Coming, babe.

Tan sweater, tan dress, tan shoes, golden earrings.

-What else?

-What else?

What else?

Oh, OK, er...the boys ate dinner and don't worry about the dishes.

Harvey Junior can take care of them before he goes to school tomorrow.

-Forget about the dishes, what about you? Where are you going?

-Tuesday.

-BOTH: Bowling night.

-See you at midnight.

-Honey?

-The guys are waiting, hon.

Harv? What would you say if I asked you to skip bowling tonight?

What's the matter?

It's the missing persons case. Something's wrong at work.

No, not work.

Everything OK with the baby? You feeling all right?

Harv, what I'm feeling like is talking.

Talking? What about?

Maybe we'll think of something, Harv.

Am I the only one feeling like we've been passing each other like ships in the night?

Oh, no, not last night, babe. Last night, the ships collided.

Well, that's cute, Harv,

but one collision out of every ten days is not enough. It's...

We need to spend more time together. We need to talk to each other more.

You're right.

Let's talk.

You first.

The guys are waiting, Harv.

The guys are waiting. The guys are waiting, Harv.

I'll see you at midnight.

-You almost finished?

-Five minutes tops.

-Well, hurry it up.

We've got a man out there stealing Elvis Presley memorabilia

and we've got to get him off the streets.

-You said their son enlisted in the Marines six months ago, right?

-Yeah.

The same month that she opened a checking account in her own name.

The son leaves and she starts to feel like there's no reason for her to stay.

OK. So she opens a checking account, saves up enough money and then she takes off.

I'd like to know where she got that kind of money.

Maybe she was skimming from her household allowance.

-That?

-A little bit each week, it adds up.

Wait, look at this.

Credit card charge from a hotel in Burlington, Vermont two weeks ago.

Get the hard copy and check the signature.

We'll call the police in Burlington, see if the woman matches Nora's description.

I hope they get back to us before Madam Zal has another hot flash.

-Your turn.

-Thanks.

OK, Jimmy, when last seen, our perp was wearing a silver jumpsuit.

I see a man.

And he...he's robed.

No. It's a coat.

It's a white coat.

I'm sure.

Look for a man in a white coat.

Know anything about a Nora Tanner?

Sorry, lady. You want the ice cream, or not?

Yeah.

Yes, Harvey Lacey, please.

Excuse me?

No, I'm not the woman that called 15 minutes ago.

His wife, who's this?

Well...

When he comes back, would you please tell him that his wife called?

Yes. And would you ask him to please bring home a dozen eggs

and a quart of apple juice?

On his way home, yes.

Thank you very much.

Thank you very much.

So, what do you think? How many men in New York wear white coats to work, Mary Beth, huh? 100,000?

Maybe more.

We've talked to her doctor, pharmacist, her dentist,

not to mention the grilling I just gave the tutti-frutti man.

That leaves us 99,996 to go.

You'd think the husband would know she's a runaway.

How can you not know when your marriage is in trouble?

-There's signs, right?

-Not always that simple.

Come on, Mary Beth - you'd know if Harvey, something was wrong with him. Course you would.

How can a person live with somebody and not know there's something wrong?

-RADIO:

-'All units 1030, possible homicide.

'Vicinity, Central Park carousel.

'All units in vicinity respond, repeat, the Central Park carousel.'

394 responding. We're on our way.

Your prediction has come true, Mrs Zal. How does that make you feel?

Terribly sorry for the family, they have my deepest sympathies,

but I saw bad signs here from the beginning.

If you people had looked for Nora when I asked you to,

-this wouldn't have happened.

-Howard, please.

I don't know how to help you any more than we already have.

Where were you last night, Mr Tanner?

-I told you, I worked the night shift.

-All night, sir?

-You didn't take any breaks?

-I don't know... An hour, maybe.

-Did you go anywhere?

-No.

Are you sure, sir?

-Not even for a bite to eat?

-What's the matter, you don't believe me?

No, it's not that, sir.

In these cases, we have to ask the family first.

Look, lady - I don't understand this.

I've been after you people for weeks to find my wife.

To find my wife!

And now my wife is dead! And you...

You've got nothing better to do than give me the third-degree?

I've had it up to here with you people.

I'm sorry, he doesn't know what he's saying. He's so upset.

-He loved Nora very much.

-Yes, ma'am. We understand that.

-No, you don't, Mary Beth.

-Harvey, what are you doing there?

-No, you don't. Not till you give me the magic words.

-Harvey...

What am I wearing, Mary Beth?

I'm not in the mood for jokes, Harv, OK?

-Come on, Mary Beth - what I wearing?

-Would you quit teasing?

Oh, no. You want your hard-working husband

feeling like you've been taking him for granted lately?

-What have

-I

-got on?

-Um...

You're wearing a...

Blue plaid shirt, the one that I mended the pocket last week

and a white T-shirt underneath and grey pants

and a brown cowhide belt with, um...

What do you call it, a tarnished belt buckle, right? How am I doing?

-Right, huh?

-Not bad. Not bad, Mary Beth.

But not good enough.

That's very funny, Harv.

I called you at work today. They said you were out or something.

Or busy with all your phone calls or something. You get my message?

Mary Beth, I am sorry. I just got a little mixed up.

I didn't know whether you wanted milk and eggs,

juice or eggs or cereal.

My mom called and she was a little bit under the weather

and she wanted me to get a couple of things from the store too.

-Muriel called you? Muriel called before I called?

-Yeah.

Oh, that's wonderful. That's wonderful, Harv.

Muriel calls me every week.

If it makes you this happy, I'll have her call me every day.

-Morning and night.

-For you, babe.

Mary Beth, don't you think you've been wearing a little bit too

much make-up lately?

Hm?

Could you give us some more information, Mr Lundsford?

It's been four months since somebody ripped off the jumpsuit.

I didn't have the heart to take the dummy down.

I kept feeling maybe the jumpsuit would come back, like Elvis himself.

Can you describe this jumpsuit?

Can I describe the jumpsuit?

Did the King have hits?

Of course I can describe the jumpsuit.

He wore it in '69.

Vegas appearance. It was the second appearance.

All the stars came out that night, gentlemen, let me tell you.

You had your George Hamiltons, your Minnie Pearls,

your Tom Joneses, your Sammy Davis's Juniors.

Mr Lundsford, the jumpsuit - what did it look like?

It was silver!

It had sequins all over it.

Pearls.

He sparkled like a Roman candle when he wore it!

You know who he did that for, gentlemen, don't you?

The man in the back row.

Boy, that man cared about everybody.

Did he wear a belt buckle with this suit?

Did Elvis love his mother? Of course!

It was a gold-studded sheriff's badge with a six,

diamonds encrusted all over it...

Where you guys been?

Mr Lundsford, do you know of anyone who seemed particularly

interested in that jumpsuit?

The Elvis impersonators, they'd love to get their hands on it -

they say it gives them inspiration.

But none of them could afford it.

-Elvis impersonators?

-Yeah.

The town's lousy with them.

Cagney!

Preliminary forensics report on Nora Tanner. Cause of death, strangulation, but you know what?

They found traces of blood on her neck. Now, my theory...

I'm perfectly capable of reading and interpreting that myself -

-may I have it, please?

-Cagney - important.

He also found carpet fibres on her nylons - now,

my hunch is that's the key to the case. If you're smart, Cagney, you'll follow that led.

It's Sergeant Cagney, now give it to me.

Check with the psychic - ten-to-one she says I'm right.

Where's Lacey?

She called and said she'd be a little late this morning,

-Lieutenant.

-Morning sickness?

-I don't think so.

Well, she's got easy duty today.

This afternoon, you two are going to make a little house call. A Madam Zal.

This morning she wants you to go by the grocery, the victim's place

of employment, she thinks the killer is somebody Mrs Tanner worked with.

It'll all be in the papers this afternoon.

What is she, the new Commissioner?

-I just got the forensics report, I've got to check it out.

-Later.

Newman's orders - you follow the psychic's lead.

Oh, and if you run into anyone suspicious, she wants you to...

-Bring something of theirs back.

-For what?

-For a reading, for what.

You're kidding?! What am I supposed to say?

Excuse me, could I have maybe a lock of your hair as a souvenir of our meeting?

Hey, Cagney, you're a sergeant now. You will think of something to say.

Yes, Lieutenant.

I always liked Nora.

-She was different from the other people here.

-Different?

-How was she different?

-She talked to me.

She was special.

Sometimes I'd take my break the same time she took hers.

-Just so we could talk.

-What did you talk about?

-Life.

Things we wanted to do, things we knew we'd probably never get to do.

I'm going to miss her. She was probably the best friend I had.

Eli, did you ever want to be more than, you know, just friends?

She couldn't. She was married.

Anyway, she didn't have time for me.

-She had another job.

-Another job?

She worked as a cocktail waitress in this bar on Third Avenue.

-I took a cab once and I followed her.

-Why did you follow her?

I liked her.

I thought it would be fun if I just showed up as a surprise.

I scared her. She really panicked when she saw me.

-She pleaded with me not to tell anyone.

-And did you?

No, of course not. It was our secret.

-Where did you say that bar was, Eli?

-86th and Third.

Well, Eli - you've been a big help to us.

-I wonder if I might just ask you one more question.

-Yes.

Could I...

Could I borrow your name tag?

-I'll mail it back tomorrow morning.

-Um...

-I guess it's OK.

-Great. Thanks.

-Thank you.

-Do you want me to get you one with your name on it?

Oh, well...

That's all right. This will be just fine.

Thank you.

-Thank you.

-Bye!

-Bye.

-See the white coat?

I'm pregnant, Christine, not blind.

Yes, sure - I remember her.

She called herself Yvonne Webber. Now, will you ladies excuse me?

I've got to get ready for the lunch trade.

We're pushing for the white wine crowd, you know?

-When was the last time you saw her?

-About a month ago.

-That's when she quit.

-Did she say why she was quitting?

-No.

But I knew right from the beginning it wasn't going to work out.

She could only work when her old man was on the nightshift.

She didn't want him to know about the job. Asked to be paid in cash.

What kind of a guy doesn't want his wife to work?

-Mr Roedl, did you ever see her leave with a customer?

-No.

-She was real clean.

-Did you ever go out with her?

-Nah.

I like to stay away from the married ones. Who needs the aggravation?

-Yeah.

-Are you married, honey?

-Four kids.

-We live on a farm.

-Pity.

-Thank you, Mr Roedl.

-Sure.

-Thank you.

-Bye, now.

-Christine!

-I'll return it tomorrow! Morning. First thing.

-Uh-huh.

-Next up, Madam Zal's.

-I hope her apartment doesn't smell of incense.

This one sees himself as a ladies' man.

He thinks of himself as wild and dangerous.

He's relatively harmless.

Let me see the other one.

Thank you.

I see he works in a grocery store.

-Yes, that's a tough one.

-This man is in great pain.

There's something very disturbing to him about Nora's death.

And he's confused...

Scared. He's very, very scared.

You should talk to this man immediately,

he knows something he's not telling you.

We're running a computer check on him.

I guess we could make a call and see if anything came through.

-May I use your phone?

-Sure.

GIRL'S VOICE ON PHONE

(Excuse me.)

Carol, honey?

Carol!

Excuse me.

-Carol!

-Mom, I'm talking to...

Fine, sweetheart, but just tell him you'll call him back in five minutes.

He asked me to go to the prom.

I want you to get off the phone and I'm not going to tell you again, now!

Teenagers. They're so...

Unpredictable.

There's another phone in the kitchen if you'd like some privacy.

Thank you. Excuse me.

Detective Lacey... You've got two boys, right?

How did you know that?

-You told me. At the station, remember?

-Oh, yeah.

-You pregnant again?

-Yeah.

-May I have something of yours to hold?

-Huh?

We can find out if you can have a daughter this time.

-No, thank you.

-Oh!

You don't believe in any of this stuff, do you, Detective?

Madam Zal, what I don't believe in is charging people

25,000 for a service like yours.

In my opinion, I think you're taking advantage of people's troubles.

I'm no fly-by-night gypsy, Detective. I have a gift.

In our society, people who have gifts are well paid.

Why should I apologise for making half as much money as someone

who's only talent is that he can throw a real tight spiral on a Sunday afternoon?

Eli was in a mental hospital last year.

And up until five years ago, he lived in Burlington, Vermont.

-Did you take these? Did you take these pictures...?

-Yes! Yes!

It was the only way that I could have her with me.

-I wanted to be close to her. It was the only way I could have her with me.

-Is this your diary, Eli?

-What are you doing with that?

-How about this? Did you write, "I want her all to myself.

"I cannot share her any longer, why won't she take me seriously?"

-What did you mean by that?

-Just what it says. Look, I loved her.

She wouldn't believe that... I warned her, but she wouldn't listen.

She wouldn't listen to you - did that make you angry, Eli? Huh?

What did you do? What did you do to make her listen to you?

Let me tell you - you wrote four days later, "Nora is having an affair. I know it."

With whom, Eli, huh? What did you do to punish her?

Did you punish her for that?

Eli...

Tell me about Burlington, Vermont.

Eli... Burlington, Vermont.

God, it was nice there. It was quiet. It was peaceful.

It was safe.

I told Nora about it. Oh, I knew she could be happy there.

And you took her there.

I wanted to.

I wanted to be there with her.

Were you, Eli? Were you there with her?

Don't you get it? I loved her.

I'll always love her.

I could never hurt her.

I'll always love her.

HE SOBS

Take your time. Look at each man closely,

we want you to be positive before you identify anybody.

I'd like a closer look at number three.

Number three, would you step forward, please?

I never thought being good-looking

and having a great body would be a curse.

I'm not sure. Will you have him sing You Ain't Nothing But A Hound Dog?

Michael, what time did Daddy call?

Well, did he say how late he'd be?

I don't need to see the entire report,

just a few pieces of information, Reuben - help us out here.

I don't want to start a precedent.

-Oh, Reuben!

-No!

-Please!

Ahhh.

All right.

This is a copy of the ME's report.

I don't suppose you've seen that one, either?

Actually, we were on our way over there,

-doesn't seem like we'll have time...

-OK, OK.

Looks like she was killed by a man. A strong one at that.

Broke her thyroid cartilage and the hyoid bone.

What about the fibres in her nylons?

It was from an industrial carpet,

the type used in old model GM vehicles.

Think she was strangled in the car?

Uh-huh.

No, you may not have ice cream after dinner.

Because it rots your teeth is why.

And turn off the TV, Michael.

No TV on school nights.

Read a book. Goodbye, Michael.

Did you get anything?

Yes, she was killed somewhere else and transported by car.

-What about the blood on her neck?

-You're going to love this.

-It's from an animal.

-Like, from a horse?

-No, like, from a cow.

And then they came back to me and asked me to sing Don't Be Cruel.

So you really looked like the perp, huh?

No, the guy said afterwards once he heard number six sing,

he knew it was him. But he liked my voice, though.

Said I could have a future in show business.

This just came through. An airplane reservation for the Tanner woman.

She flew from Burlington to New York on the night she was killed.

-What time did she get in?

-11.00pm.

She was killed approximately 1.00am...

So what happened in those two hours?

Mary Beth!

TOILET FLUSHES

Yes?

Eli might have been watching her apartment.

He'd know when she came home.

Maybe she didn't want to go home and she went to the bar,

where she had friends, and that leaves us with a bartender.

-Mary Beth, there's another possibility.

-Oh, swell.

That makes nine. I suggest we call it a night, Sergeant.

Listen, in a normal case of a murdered runaway wife,

-who is the prime suspect?

-The husband.

-Uh-huh.

-Only we never considered him.

-Right. Because if he was planning to murder her,

why would he bring in a psychic with a big reputation?

Because maybe he wasn't planning the murder. Maybe he really didn't know where she was

when he hired the psychic - maybe we've been right all along?

Nora Tanner WAS a runaway.

And she couldn't stay in hiding because of all the publicity.

-So she comes home, they have a big fight...

-And he kills her.

And he plants her body at the carousel to make

-the prediction come true.

-Prove it.

How about the car fibres? Tanner's a truck driver, isn't he?

-Does he have a car?

-The mother-in-law does.

-We called her.

-She loaned it to him that night.

-And guess where he works?

-This is the kicker.

He drives a truck for a meatpacking company on 10th Avenue.

Huh?

Animal blood.

Isn't it kind of late for two pretty ladies like you to be out?

-We're the police. We're looking for a Howard Tanner.

-Oh, er...sure.

-Loading dock 16. He's packing a shipment.

-Thank you.

-Thank you.

Mr Tanner?

Detective Lacey, Mr Tanner.

CLUNK, MACHINERY WHIRS

ENGINE STARTS

HE REVS ENGINE MENACINGLY

Tanner...

I didn't mean to kill her. I loved her.

How could she leave me like that? How could she leave me?

HE SOBS

As I announced at the press conference the very first day

NYPD brought me on the case, Nora Tanner was running for her life.

There was no escape.

Tragically, it was just as I had predicted.

-"Just as she had predicted."

-Hey, the lady has a gift.