04x13 - Where Do You Go When You Have Nowhere to Go?

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I phoned him. It's the same old story.
He's in a meeting.

He's a busy man.

I bet he don't even know I called him.

Sam's right. I gotta get to him.

He'll get to you sooner or later.
You'll see.

No, Sam's right. I gotta get to him.

Joe, I'm afraid something might happen.

I'll wait till dark. I'll go over the roof.

He'll come in in the morning.
We'll talk. Everything will be all right.

Don't worry.

Thank you for a wonderful
night, Mr. McGinnis. Thank you.

Put that in your safe.

I'd hate to see a customer hit
five minutes after we made a deal.

Good night, Mr. McGinnis. Good night.

My chaperon will now take over.

Who the hell are you?

Joseph Arrow.
Remember?

How did you get up here?

Not up. Down.

I came down.

From the top of a roof of
another building to your building.

But you remember?

Last year at your house in Southampton.

You wanted a steel dock built.
I did it for you.

And you said if I ever
needed a favor, you...

Well, I tried to reach you.

I called you and I... and I wrote you.

Okay, okay.

Just take it easy.

I know it was crazy to come here.
Really insane.

You get the picture?

They said I couldn't handle
the high steel anymore...

because I got too much of a temper.

I mean, that was really
ridiculous, Mr. Beck.

Okay, take it easy.

I really need your help.

Where's McGinnis?

He put you up to this.

Ow!

I just came for my job, Beck.

Okay.

What have you got for me on
this bright Saturday morning?

Albert T. Beck, male, Caucasian, age 59.

Divorced five years.
President of Beck Construction and Realty.

According to security, he arrived
here at approximately 11.15 last night.

Company of another
male, Caucasian, about 40.

Red hair, well-dressed, name's McGinnis.

Beck was drunk. McGinnis
took Beck up to his

office, waited till he
went in, then he left.

His secretary found the body this morning.

Happy birthday.

Look what I found underneath
the chair near the door.

Mr. Beck was a sloppy housekeeper.

Lieutenant, Mrs. Romero, his
secretary, she feels better now.

Mr. Romero, I know
this is tough, but the

longer we delay, the
easier it is on the k*ller.

He was the finest, most generous,
kindest man I've ever worked for.

How long did you work for him?

Five years.

Well, you know, according to
the security nightly Ford record,

Mr. Beck didn't come into the
building until after the office was closed.

But then Mr. McGinnis...

Uh, I don't know who he is.

What's your salary,
Miss Romero? $18,000.

Plus bonuses?

Yes. Why?

Well, then I would assume
you know more about

Mr. Beck than where
he keeps his notebook.

He was putting a lot of
money into diamonds.

McGinnis was his broker.

He was using a lot of tax money
that the IRS didn't know about.

I suppose it doesn't matter
very much who knows now.

Thank you.

Nice lady.
See if she'll submit to a body check.

And if she says yes, get a lady cop.

Security guard is off
today, so we're looking for...

Another diamond?

No.

A pebble.

All right, ask Forensic if
these two pebbles match, okay?

You think he came down from the roof?

Well, he didn't come in through that door.

This building is as tight as a drum.

What kind of a nut
would do a thing like that?

Well, let's hope he's wondering about
us the way we're wondering about him.

And let's hope he keeps
wondering until he makes a mistake.

Joe!

Joe, my God.

He started to run.

I just wanted to talk to him.

He hit me with that case.

The pain in my ear drove
me crazy, so I pushed him.

That's all it was.

The papers say he was robbed.

The stuff was there, all over the floor.

Joe, you'll go to jail.

No one knows.

No one has any idea.

Anyway, Mr. Beck and this
man signed in about 11.30.

Mr. Beck was drunk.

The man took him up
to his office, then he left.

I don't know why he came here at that hour.

Are you sure he didn't go inside?

Oh, I was watching
the TV monitor all night.

Except for the time he
went to the men's room.

Why not kids anymore?

Well, except for those times.

Anyway, when they came into the lobby,

I locked the front door
and went to the men's room.

When I come back, Mr. McInnis
had already come back downstairs.

Carry a piece?

Of what?

I could thank you.
We'll be in touch, Mr. Reilly.

Oh, tired, confused old cat.

Not too swift upstairs.

And these multi-million dollar tenants

pay him a minimum wage for protection.
Are you ready?

Yemi says that Beck died from
a blow on the back of the head.

It could have been a karate chop.

It could have happened when he fell.

And forensic says the pebbles match.

That's a hell of a set of
clues for a second-story ghost.

Or a 20-story k*ller.

Crocker, you check the time he's
on that elevator going into his office.

Hey, Kojak, give me Crocker.

Hey, Crocker, get your feet off the desk.

Lieutenant, Perensik's
called on the attache case.

They found a set of Beck's
prints and two other sets.

Okay, what about the timing?

Beck signed in in the
lobby at the desk at 11.30.

His friends signed out in
the lobby five minutes later.

All right, where does that leave us?

Well, I went through it four times.

From the street to the
lobby to the elevator,

up to Beck's floor, through
the corridor to Beck's front door,

and back down again.

Now, the elevator is under
repair, so they have it going slowly.

It takes 20 seconds to walk
from the lobby to the elevator.

It's one minute up to Beck's floor,





You'd double that for going
back down and signing out.

That's only three and a half minutes.

He could have done it and
still made it down in five, right?

I don't think so, Lieutenant.

No? Why not?

Because he had to leave Beck at the
elevator or else he goes back down again.

Well, that adds at least a minute
if he went in and did the job.

I find out about personal feuds,

competitors he didn't like, women
and like that, disgruntled employees.

And anyone with a background
of climbing tall buildings.

Well, what about the kiddos?
We still want to talk to him.

No one in Beck's
organization ever heard of him.

Stavros is working on it.

Yeah.

You okay?

I need a drink.

Joe!

What's the matter?
You never see an Indian who drinks?

I'm not this Indian now that this hour.

It's a hot day.

That bruise is inflamed.

Joe, please, let's go to the place.

Where?

Well, any place that's safe.

If I'm in the clear, we can stay here.

If not, there's no place to go.

You're worried, aren't you?

No.

I just have to work now more than ever.

I didn't want to k*ll that guy,
but I can't bring him back.

So the stones are mine.

A year, maybe less.

We'll leave the country, go to
Europe, sell the stones and live.

Until then, I can borrow from Skyler.

Who's that?

A Shylock that hangs
around the candy store.

If he presses, I'll dump a stone or two.

John, listen to how you sound.

Shylock, fences.

What happened to that piece of
land on the St. Lawrence River?

What happened to that tree?

So I found a new one.

Hey, Joseph.

How are you?

Stella, Mama came over to
congratulate me and Patrick.

How are you, Mama?

Is he giving you any trouble?

No.

I love him.

At least you're lucky in something.

I wanted to have everything, Joe.

Yeah, I know that.

But what good is it?

It's bad enough you work
in his old man's saloon.

Joe, why do you say things like that?

I know you don't mean it.

I need a drink.

Joe, Stella, follow me.

It's the beer.

Joe.

Hey, old.

Hey, good.

I went to Union today.

The learner, he's off.

He said he'd come over and he'll talk.

Hey, big chief Arrow.

We're gonna get some six-packs
and go over to Charlie's house.

No thanks.

What's the matter?

We're still not good enough for you?

Hey, all I said was no thanks.

So what are you doing that's better?

Take your hands off of me.

Joe, is that a few too many?

Is this what you want me to do, Sam?

Stand around all day and drink beer?

Till I'm too old to do anything

except talk about going
back to the reservation

like the rest of these Uncle Tom Toms?

Listen to the big shot.

Get off it.

Your sister's marrying
a saloon keeper's kid.

And your mother makes dogs.

You crazy... Sam, I want more.

I want more out of life than a
can of beer at the end of the day.

Stella, some left-hander's
gonna get him k*lled.

How many winners do you see?

Too many to count.

That's right.

You know, even if you know where
Beck's office is, it's hard to find.

Well, it was filled with diamonds.

Yeah, but only three people knew that.

Beck, his secretary, and McGinnis.

McGinnis doesn't time out right.

The secretary didn't
get into the building

until after his death
according to the coroner

and didn't leave the building
according to the security officer.

Well, Beck told somebody.

Hey, look, the guy who's looking to
beat the IRS doesn't talk too much.

Leo, that apartment wasn't touched.

A drawer wasn't dumped.

A closet wasn't open.

The k*ller went right to the stones.
He had to know.

Unless he didn't go in there to steal.

He didn't go there to steal.

Suppose he just went in there because
that's the only way he can go to see Beck.

So we have a man who knows Beck
but didn't know he had diamonds on him,

who has the ability to go
up and down walls like a fly,

and when he couldn't get to see
Beck through ordinary channels,

he climbs over a 20-story roof?

Come on, Theo.

Frank, let's put it this way.

Whoever he is, he doesn't
know we have that much.

That's the new way
to drink it, huh? I fell.

It's cold.

You mind?

No, no, no. Pour it on your head.

Okay.

So it's my job to keep everybody happy

so you don't get along with the Indians,

you don't get along with
the Italians, or the Irish.

I can understand.

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.

Tell you the truth,

if the Blessed Apostles
had a high-steel team,

you'd pick a fight with
Matthew, Luke, and John.

Ha-ha-ha-ha.

I need my card back, Ben.

Okay, okay.

Just promise that you'll be a good boy.

And you're on.

I'll... watch myself.

Good boy, good boy.
Say you'll be a good boy.

No, no, he's got to say
that he'll be a good boy, Ben.

Say it, say it in front of witnesses.

I came for my job,

not to sign another treaty.

Go on, get out of here.

No wonder they don't
let them drink fire water.

So go sell your feathers.

It's an old man, Ben.

Hey, hey!

Lieutenant,

some letters from a former
employee, a high-steel worker.

They sound interesting.

Hey, Mr. Beck, I hope you remember me.

I'm a high-steel worker.

I did some work at your
summer home two years

ago, and you said,
da-da-da, I need a favor.

Dear Mr. Beck, this is my third letter.

My staff called a hundred times.

I was fired for no good reason.

If we meet, I'm sure you'll help me.

Dear Mr. Beck, there's no
reason for me to be out of work.

I'm really desperate to
see you sign Joseph Arrow.

I see if there's a yellow sheet of
one Joseph Arrow, huh?

There is now.

I just wrote out a test complaint.

He beat up his union's business
agent and broke up a park exhibit.

It's eaten you up alive, isn't it?

Joseph Arrow!

Now hold it! Police!

Joe, please!

I'm Lieutenant Kojak and
this is Detective Crocker.

I thought you were Goon's Ben sent over.

I said we were police.

Well, people say a lot of things.

What do you want?

Your wife?
- Almost.

Oh.

What about that fight in
the park this afternoon?

I understand you went
there to get your job back.

I tried.

I guess I did a lousy job.

Listen, I didn't want to
fight that guy, believe me.

Yeah, well.

What have you been doing
since you lost your job?

I've been spending a lot
of time trying to get it back.

What were you doing last Tuesday night?

The fight was today.

Look, Mrs. Almost Joseph Arrow,

I don't want to hassle your
boy for more than I have to.

All I want to do is ask
a few simple questions,

get a couple of simple
answers, and like that, okay?

I'll see you later.

Oh, she doesn't have to go.

I mean, this is your room, not mine.

In fact, this is in my district.

Yeah, but we're allowed to come
into other territories on special cases.

Tuesday night.

I was with Stella.

Oh.

What do you know about Mr. Albert Beck?

Mr. Beck was the
head of the company I worked for.

Was?

I read the papers.

Oh.

So I see an awful lot of them.

Come here, Arrow.

You know, I, uh...

I didn't want to worry your girlfriend.

She seems like a very sensitive person.

So what's the worry about?

Hey, look,

I don't give a damn about that
fight yet with your business agent,

but the k*lling of Albert Beck.

You know something?

We don't have a clue who did it,

but I got a very strong hunch you did.

You're either a smart cop

or the worst I ever met.

Hey.

I'm going to finish talking to you.

You're serious.

I'm talking to a m*rder*r.

I mean, that's a very serious matter.

You know,

he used to work for Mr. Albert Beck a
couple of seasons ago at his summer place.

So you want your job back.

You wrote to him.

I mean, you telephoned him.

You went to his office.

You were desperate.

I mean, your phone calls were desperate.

You wanted your job back.

And there's only one
way you would have got

into that building was a
window 20 stories high.

But what's the big deal?

You're a high-steel worker.

So the way I figured it,

you went through that
window

just when Mr. Albert Beck was there
with the diamonds.

He saw you. You panicked.

You pushed. You shoved.

You defended yourself and like that.

And Mr. Arrow,

that was a
very dumb move.

What are you, my defense attorney?

I'm just a poor, tired old cop.

But I'll tell you something, Mr. Arrow.

I'm going to nail you sooner or later.

So why don't you just confess
and make my job easier?

Okay, counselor.

I did it.

I k*lled him.

By mistake, as you guessed.

And I'm scared stiff that
nobody's going to understand that.

So why didn't I run?

Of course that we know. We'd be sure.

Can I have a minute and tell
Stella that you're going to arrest me?

You're going to confess?

To what?

Then forget it.

I mean, I can't prove a thing.

Look, that fight in the
park this afternoon,

that'll be settled in court tomorrow.

As to the m*rder of Mr. Albert Beck,

well, I can't prove a thing.

So if I brought you in now,

I'd be left out of the department.

You see?

What can I tell you?

Keep in touch.

Don't tell me to bend the law.

I will not bend the law.

I'm an assistant district attorney.

That's still an honorable profession.

You want me to hang a guy, Theo?

I don't want to break the rules.

Just follow the book.

Just go according to the letter
of the law without framing a guy.

Sometimes you're a very disreputable man.

Yeah, well, during the course of my work
and day, I deal with two kinds of people.

Number one, criminals.

Number two, members of
the district attorney's office.

How's that for a
poly to turn an honest

little Greek boy into
what to see before you?

Theo, I have an afternoon
full of depositions waiting.

The city is collapsing all around us.

Tomorrow morning,

the magistrate's
office,

Joseph Arrow.

Later.

You're not a part of this complaint.

Your honor, our office has been advised

that considerable damage
was done to an art exhibit.

We're looking into a criminal action.

However, the injured
parties were contacted.

They will not press charges if restitution
is made at once and we will waive.

How much does it amount to?

The certified appraisal
comes to $7,526. 94.

This matter is held over
until one week from today.

Gentlemen, please be here at that time.

I suggest each of you be prepared

to pay half of the amount in question.

You might as well make it a million.

Mr. Arrow,

you have enough problems.

Don't add contempt to the law.

Whose law?

The Mohawks.

The Iroquois Nations.

Taylor.

Cool off.

What's the matter with you?

You're getting away lucky.

You just think about it, okay?

Hey, Stella.

Hey.

He's sick.

Yeah, I know, Lockman.

And I feel bad about it.

He's gonna have to raise the money.

This is what I want you to do.

Contact the Gowanus Division.

Get in touch with Captain Muller now.

I want the best cops spreading the word.

Whenever he's shot,
I'm gonna have you know.

What?

I need a lot of money.

You just made a big haul.

I need a loan, not a news bulletin.

That's easy.

Not so easy, brother brave.

Every dollar you take tightens
the noose around my neck.

So what?

Thirty-seven hundred.

Four thousand, it's easy.

Thirty-seven hundred,
sixty-three and forty-seven cents.

Yeah, okay, okay.

Hey, really.

Down the side of the skyscraper.

That was beautiful, believe me.

For a loner like you, I never liked you.

But now you got my respect.

You want me to move the loan for you?

I want you to shut your
mouth and get the money.

Hey, proud man, remember
you're one of us now.

Any way you play it.

The light in here is dark.

I've told you that a thousand times.

Peace work.

Sewing feathers on dolls.

You're my mother.

I told you I'd take care of you.

The reason I came here is
because I have good news.

It may take a while, I mean

I might have to
go away for a time.

So I didn't want you to worry.

But we're going to be okay.

All of us.

We're going to be independent.

I'm going back to the country and
Edna Rainwater said I could live with her.

But you don't have to do that.

I told you I'm going to take care of you.

I want to be with
my friends, Joseph.

I want to be on the reservation
where your father's buried.

Please.

Please, no.

You don't belong in a prison, Mama.

Where do you belong, Joseph?

With the Indians?

With the white man?

Where is your place
in this world?

Okay.

All right.
You don't have to be upset.

You can go to the reservation.

But nobody's handout,
nobody's charity.

In a year or two maybe

I'll buy you a house on the river.

I don't want a house.

What do you want?

Peace.

Some happiness.

For me, for your sister.

My sister.

She's giving up.

Like everyone else I
know is giving up.

Joseph.

You're a fire, Joseph.

I got Danton over there.

He wanted it out in the
open so anybody he sees

will think we've picked
him up on something.

Hello, Al.

Is Fatso there sweating all
over your threads?

Someday someone is going to
find out what I do under duress

and you will be out of business.

We've been lucky so far, haven't we?

What was it?

Salami?

Kielbasa!

That's Polish sausage.

I just had some garlic bread. Would you
like me to sit on the other side?

All right.

I know a dealer who
sometimes fences.

On a large scale only.

He has red hair.

How come I don't know him?

His name is Norton.

He works out of Hartford.

Figure out a way to smuggle him
back across the border, okay?

Theo.

You put the Chinese
water t*rture to shame.

Listen...

What's the matter?

You don't like Kielbasa?

I looked for you before.

I went to see my mother.

What did she say?

A lot.

Nothing.

Oh, Joe.

You get so angry at everything.

She sees her son
eating himself up alive.

She doesn't understand how to help.

The worst of it is

I don't even think you really
know the answer either.

One day I woke up
on the reservation

and I wasn't a boy anymore.

Suddenly I didn't like
having things given to us.

So I went to a meeting

and I told them

don't take the money.

Be free.

And they said I was right.

But they kept on taking it.

As if I had never said anything
and nobody had ever listened.

And no one ever felt really free even for
a minute that night at the meeting hall.

Come on, boy.

That's it, boy. Come on.

Come here.

So there'll be three
outcasts instead of two.

Hello, Stella.

It's a nice girl.

You know, quiet.

The city is falling apart

and you make social calls.

To go on this canal is dead.

Don't bait the hook.

That's beautiful. I mean, really beautiful.

I mean the logic of fishing in
a canal where there's no fish.

I used to play here
when I was a kid.

It didn't stink
quite as bad then.

Maybe it's just
that I was younger.

Well, I used to
enjoy solving cases.

I used to enjoy making arrests.

Was it because I was younger?

Do I look old?

I mean, do I look
disillusioned?

You look sad.

Yeah, well.

Maybe because I got
to hound a young man.

Maybe because I got to arrest him.

Maybe it's because I got
to help seven to the prison.

And you know that.

You didn't apply for your
unemployment insurance.

I forgot.

Oh, of course you did.

You mean your pride forgot.

You're some strange cop.

You almost make it as a person.

That bruise still hurt?

You know, you ought to see a doctor.

Could be internal bleeding.

Back to that?

Are you aware that

they found a microscopic flesh
fragment on the corner of his attache case?

Why are you telling me what you got?

Doesn't that make you work harder?

You're like an old Indian.

You never stop tracking.

Oh, I don't think I
like that old Indian.

The truth is I can't make an
arrest without your cooperation.

But what's with those diamonds?

Might have got away with it.

I mean that bag of ice.

You got your hands on it like
you grabbed high voltage wires.

And you'll never let
it go until it kills you.

Will you let go?

Kind of sad in a way.

But don't get me wrong.

I've gone after a lot of K*llers my time
and some of them I enjoyed coughing.

But not this time.

I mean,

I mean, how can you
enjoy arresting somebody

who doesn't put bait on his hook
when he's fishing?

Ciao, baby.

Oh, don't get up.

This old Indian will be back.

Hey, Fats.

What's this for?
- Joseph Arrow.

Who's Joseph Arrow? - You don't know?
You want to tell me.

He's a guy looking
to make a $3,800 loan.

What do you want me to do?

You don't give him the money.

Come here.
Now I'll tell you what else not to do.

You said I could have the money.

Yeah, that was before the heat.

Well, I'll pay you.

I just need time.

I gotta have time. Hey,
I don't owe you nothing.

I owe the cops less.

That was before they were
around asking about you.

I gotta stay out
of prison, Skyler.

Good luck, Arrow.

Skyler!

Joe, where are you going?

To find a mountain.

It's always cooler
on a mountain.

Did you know that, Stella?

Joe,

if we just left town
now, they couldn't stop us.

What are we gonna
do with a pocket full of diamonds?

Look, we
could forget the diamonds.

The diamonds are mine.

My break. My chance.

Everything used to be ours.

You start with nothing
and you end with nothing.

In between, there
should be a place

where it's nice to grow food

and good to be with love.

I never wanted
any more than that.

Okay, okay, all right.

Look,

I'll tell you what we're gonna do.

You get a racing form and write
down all the names of the winners.

I'll sell a few stones
and that way we'll have a

cover story for the money
I gotta pay to the judge.

How can you do that?
They're watching us all the time.

But they expect us
to dump half a million.

I'm only gonna sell a few stones.

I know ten hungry fences who'll jump
at the chance to keep their mouths shut.

But they've only gotta give
me ten cents on a dollar.

Now listen to me.

I never asked you for anything.

Just being with you was okay.

Even when you got in trouble
and you couldn't get any work.

Well, so I was
working but it was okay.

We were broke but it was okay.

I know that.

That's all I wanted to say.

The man with the red hair, nearest us.

That's Mr. McInnis.

A positive ID.

Mr. McInnis,

aka Norton.

You're in trouble.

You were just identified by
the security guard

in Albert T. Beck's building.

Or take the fence rap.

Oh.

How about a homicide rap?

How much was in the case?

Half a million.

We want a complete
description of every stone.

I want a lawyer.

Doesn't everybody? We'll make a trade.

Let's do it.

I need a fence.

Oh, listen.

I know things are heavy for you.

I'll cover the wedding party.
I'm the proud father-in-law, right?

She's my sister.

It's my bill. Now tell me.

What kind of fence?

One with no tongue.

Jaime the Fat.

He hangs out over by the movie
houses at Atlantic and Venice.

You know, it's the...

I used to hang around like this when I
was a wise guy kid from the neighborhood.

You know, you ever
heard the girls going by?

If they ever turned around, they
would have fainted dead away.

I saw you.

Why aren't you
out fishing?

I am.

Now, look, we got a list of the diamonds,

you know, the weights, the sizes,

styles, and like that.
You want to come here?

You know, some guys can k*ll and
they don't give it a second thought.

Some others, the minute
they do something like that,

they start to die the
minute it happens.

You're just like an old idiot.

You hang around, hang around

till you find what you need.

A bent twig,

a pebble out of its
hole and a hard ground.

On the other hand, I'm not so sure.

The old Indians I know
couldn't track their way

out of Central Park in the
middle of the afternoon.

Is it working?

It's working.

Oh,

you.

Oh,

you.

You.

I was having a nightmare.

I dreamed Albert T. Beck
was alive and I was dead.

Everywhere I look,

that lieutenant and his
men are asking questions.

If they had any answers,
I'd be in jail.

He's smart.

He's k*lling you slowly.

Indians don't die.

They just make another treaty.

Joe, we could still go
away before it's too late.

Kojak

says when you take
another life, you k*ll yourself.

Just try and get some sleep.

Sure, Stella.

Well, you've always been good to Joe.

Even sometimes when he didn't deserve it.

Ah, Joe's okay.
He's just got it all bottled up.

He used to say he don't have reasons.

Well, I need a big favor.

How much?

If those are as good as they
look, you could get ten thousand.

Can you do it?

Oh, they're watching me.

Okay, tomorrow.

Today.

What's this all about? I don't find us hot.

Why don't we wait and
see and we'll both find out, okay?

Lieutenant, you finally did it.

We got him.

Good work, Theo.

Joe,

how about Argentina for two?

What they said at the land down
there is just about like it is up here.

How did you get the money?

The way you were going to do it.

You went to a fence?

To do it.

They're watching!

Joe, you said?

Joe!

Joe!

You did it.

You washed it down your drain!

Stop!

I don't want to hurt you.

You'll have to.

I'll die in that cell, Kojak.

We've fished the dirty canal.

We talked about better things.

I can't let you go. I'm sorry.

Well, sh**t.

sh**t! Why don't you?

Maybe it's the way you
look at dirty canal water.

That's what the saying learns.

Oh, my God.

I smell

a coin.

And the smoke

from the ovens.

I never thought we'd get them.

We did that a long time ago.