05x20 - Photo Must Credit Joe Paxton

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Julie? Julie, listen to me.

Diane Marco is always headlines.

I see to that even when she doesn't.

If I tell you she's on the
next flight that's getting in,

I know what I'm talking about.

I got pictures of her in Paris
getting on it six hours ago.

Julie, I AM at Kennedy.

Hey, and get this for a stroke of genius.

I had a seat on the Concorde,
which Left just after she did.

I beat her here by two hours.

Now, when she gets off that
plane and sees me standing there,

the expression on her face has got to be priceless.

Think of the headline: 'Photog
snaps Diane Marco, coming and going.'

'Beats her to New York by super jet.'

You got two pictures there:

the picture in Paris, the one in New York.

She'll probably be trying to slug me in both of them.

Julie, it's a first.

It's an exclusive!

Ten grand, yes or no?

I think I hear the plane landing now.

Eight grand, it's a deal!

Flight 714 now arriving from Paris at Gate Seven.

Flight 714 now arriving from Paris at Gate Seven.

Lieutenant? Yeah. There's a guy out here,

said he used to be an informant for you years ago,

His name's Butler. Billy
Butler. Oh, yeah. Bijoux Butler.

Jury, fence. You cop 'em
and I'll cut 'em. Where is he?

Right here. Billy?

Oh! Good afternoon, Theo.

Billy, what a transformation!

Elegant right down to the last
buttonhole. And the ring, I love it.

Uh-huh. Four carats. And I paid for it legal.

A steal, mind you, But it's legal.

Sit down, Willie.

'William Francis Butler.'

'Rare gems and precious stones.
Offices Paris, offices Geneva.'

Can I keep your card? I do
consulting. International set.

Help set value for one-of-a-kind gems.

You're one of a kind, Billy. Are you kidding?

Now, what can I do for you?

It's something I can do for you, Theo. Oh, yeah?

There's a woman in the Riviera set. 40-ish.

Used to be a big star over here.

Leads a pretty flashy life,

according to the scandal sheets.

Diane Marco?

I had a picture on my locker at the police academy.

You know, the one in the
negligee, laying on satin sheets,

playing Chinese checkers with the kimono like that.

Well, Theo, I was in Geneva last week

and I hear she's slipping to New
York any day, real secret, hush-hush

so that photographer who
keeps chasing her won't find out.

Yeah, what's his name?

Joe Paxton, right? She's suing him
or something? Invasion of privacy?

Yeah, that thing's been going for years.

Anyhow, she's coming in
with three million in jewellery.

Getting it out of Italy before
they grab it before unpaid taxes.

I hear she's gonna get robbed for certain,

within a day or two after she arrives.

She's coming in alone? No bodyguards, no protection?

Theo.

Joe Paxton took pictures of her
nude last summer, in Sardinia.

And just last month, he gets pictures of her

coming out of a hotel with a 20-year-old waiter.

She hates him. She'll try to slip
into Kennedy dressed like Ma Kettle

with the diamonds in a brown paper bag

if she thinks she's gonna throw him off the track.

No-one knows when she's
coming in or where she's staying?

Who're you calling? Immigration.

I mean, she can come in like Ma Kettle

but she's gotta give her real name to Immigration.

There's no doubt about it. Joe Paxton's here,

waiting for her, cameras and all.

I don't know how he does it.

If Paxton waits for her there, we got no problem.

Where's your g*n?

No, I don't want a page, let
everybody know she's there.

Thanks.

Saperstein?

Did Crocker and Stavros go
out to Shay Staven this morning?

Yeah, there's a van and car out there in the

Lot that sounds like their hit and run vehicle.

You get Sevile to call them. Have them go

out to Kennedy right away. International arrivals.

Diane Marco. She's probably in the baggage area.

Let them talk to her privately
then I want them to call me

so I can talk to her. OK? Go ahead.

Yes, sir.

Marco is a character but I like
her. I'd hate to see her get hurt.

Oh, Billy, I love the lady. I
couldn't stand to see her get hurt.

Thank you.

Personal jewellery? To what amount?

Three million.

I believe that you'll find you
have the proper entry documents.

I was just cleared upstairs a moment ago.

I wonder if you could look at these rather casually.

I don't want to draw attention to myself.

You do understand? Of course.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Diane?

The thing sticking in you is a g*n. Now turn around.

Do it, Paxton.

Do you wanna take a look at the license plate?

Go ahead. Turn around. Take a look.

Just relax. I'LL drive.

Hey!

Get me a policeman, will you? Right away.

Paxton?

Hey, what happened?

Diane Marco.

Someone just kidnapped her in a black Mercedes.

Did you get a license plate?

Couldn't see a damn thing.

He shone a strobe light in my eyes.

I just checked with Customs, Bobby.

She declared three million
dollars of jewellery she

had in her bag and there's
no doubt about that either.

All right. I'm gonna call it in.

They'll be looking for you, by helicopter.

Why? Up in the tri-borough?

There's a thousand cars that look like us.

Ugh.

Hey, you better change.

Well, how were we?

Scary?

You were perfect.

Better than the film I stole it from.

Well, little sister of mine,

you look wonderful.

It's a hell of a way to meet a future brother-in-law.

I'm impressed, Roger. You were fantastic.

Well...I've always been impressed by you.

And figuring that Paxton'd be waiting for you,

how did you know that?

Are you kidding? 12 years that guy's
been chasing me around like a shadow.

He knows me better than all
three of my ex-husbands together.

What he's forgetting is that I know him as well.

He's been looking for a chance to
use that Concord gag for a year now.

I could see it coming for months.

Nah, I can't describe them. One was
a medium-sized man with a moustache

and the other was a chauffeur. That's all I know.

What about Billy Butler, the jewel expert?

You know him from Europe?

Billy Butler? Sure.

He heard that someone was going to rip off

Diane Marco's jewellery when she got to New York.

Look, Lieutenant, you're gonna
find this hard to understand

but I start those rumours.

You what? Made it up.

In fact, I make up a Lot of rumours about Diane Marco.

Want to explain that, Paxton?

Well, let's face it. Who is Diane Marco?

I mean, these days, compared to a Mick or a Jackie,

or a hundred others, she's a nobody, except for me.

I keep her in the headlines.

'Diane Marco, target of jewel thieves.'

'Diane Marco skinny-dips with Prince.'

Hey, I'm better than a million
dollar a year publicity agent.

You mean nobody ever intended to
rip off her jewellery when she got in?

To tell you the truth, Lieutenant,
most of her stuff is paste.

Yeah, she sold off the good through the years.

But I wouldn't let that out because
it would spoil it for both of us.

What about this so-called kidnapping, Paxton?

I mean, is that another PR stunt, too?

You know, something you made up to...help her image?

That would be a felony, Paxton.

False report on a crime.

I swear to you, I had nothing to do with it.

They just grabbed her at the airport.

Hey. What? Don't you believe me?

I can't give that story to the press
to smear all over the newspapers.

I mean, not without a ransom
note or a threat or a complaint.

You're such a good friend of hers.
Maybe you know where she intended to stay.

I checked all those hotels.

She's nowhere to be found.

But I have a lot of contacts. She can't hide from me.

Well, I don't know, Paxton. She's a
pretty theatrical lady from all I know of her.

Maybe that's exactly what she's doing.

You know, get a couple of
friends, throw you off the trail,

makes it look like a kidnapping.
And I'll tell you something, Paxton.

I hope that's exactly what happened.

Because I wouldn't want
anything bad to happen to that lady.

Neither would I, Lieutenant.

I mean, I really wouldn't.

So I returned the limo, paid cash, no questions asked.

Next time you need to plan a vacation,

we are your secret agents
here in the United States, yah?

I'm very glad that we're back in touch.

You're really the only family
that I have, you know that?

well, it was Roger's idea.

He was saying we just weren't
taking advantage of one another.

Diane, if you have any valuables or anything,

this isn't the safest building in the city

just to Leave them Lying about.

Roger's mother had them put
a little wall safe in the bedroom.

Just works with a key but it's better than nothing.

You see, we keep on hearing and reading about

all this...fabulous jewellery you have.

I guess you're a real star over there in Europe.

I'd hate to think my best days are over.

Here, Roger. If it'd make you feel any better,

put them away. I'd certainly be lost without them.

Sure.

And now what are we having?

Lobster, squab, caviar?

Meatloaf. But it's terrific.

I thought so.

What did I tell you, Frank?
She's in almost every issue. Here.

'Diane Marco met her Arab lover in another life.'

Photo: Joe Paxton. Who else?

That's quite a newspaper.

Look at this.

'20 tons of marijuana delivered by flying saucer,

says arrested smuggler.'

It's a cute alibi.

Yeah, I think that whole paper's flying high.

Captain, Lieutenant.

On that supposed abduction yesterday, Diane Marco.

Martian's took her off in a flying saucer.

It wouldn't surprise me to see
that in next week's headlines.

Truth is it begins to look a Little more serious.

How's that? Airport security found this yesterday

at the kerb where the limousine was parked.

That's no prop, Frank.

Take it to ballistics, OK? See if
it has a record and fast. Yes, sir.

Well, it could have been dropped
by somebody afraid of airport security.

I don't like it, Frank. Theo.

There's not a porter, cab driver
or any other witness at the airport

who saw yesterday's incident as anything but

a lady getting into a car under her own steam.

Now, Paxton's hardly a reliable witness, correct?

We don't have enough reason to put out an alarm

until somebody reports her missing.

Well, how about if this somebody
happens to be an old fan?

Who remembers what it's like to
look at an old-fashioned movie star.

Like who?

Like me.

OK, Crocker. Thanks anyway.

Hey, Alex.

Give me a couple more minutes of your time.

Now, when Marco was staying
here a couple of years ago,

I did some shots of her and her sister.

Remember?

I was waiting over there for a couple of hours.

I remember. Her sister's a nobody
like me. Works in a department store.

Yeah, well, I can't remember the name of the store.

Do you remember?

It was Christmas. There was a
silver reindeer on the shopping bags.



Right. Those are the bags they used that year.

Thanks, Alex. OK.

Joan? We'd better get a move
on. We're almost late for work.

How long does it take you to get to the store?

Oh, it's right up 8th Avenue on 34 Street.

Ne more than five minutes.

If you wanna go out or anything,
the keys are on your dressing table.

Don't worry about me.

Being holed up with television and
magazines is gonna make a nice change.

Well, use the stereo, anything you want.

Oh, and don't forget:

if you get scared, my g*n's in the nightstand.

You don't mind having it around, I hope.

Remember baby sister, in the first scene

of the first film when I was 18,

I slipped a little g*n into the
pocket of my silk trench-coat,

under which I wore absolutely nothing,

went out into the night for
revenge and came back a star.

g*ns are lucky for me. Don't worry.

OK. Bye—bye.

Ciao.

I got two Reuben sandwiches.

Want my sauerkraut, you can have it.

How come when you buy a Reuben sandwich,

you always scrape off the sauerkraut?

I've been doing it that way for years. Do you mind?

Right, what stinks?

Sauerkraut.

Oh, I thought it was your aftershave Lotion.

What's up? Oh, ballistics called.

You know that g*n they found when
Diane Marco was supposedly kidnapped?

Well, they fired a slug from it.

Apparently, it matches a g*n that was
used two years ago in a heist in Brooklyn.

October '76. Department store robbery.

Was a guy k*lled in that, wasn't there?

That's right, Lieutenant. We never
did make that case. It's still open.

The g*n at the airport? Same that plugged that guard?

I thought you figured that Marco
kidnapping was some sort of gag.

Oh, no. Not if the g*n is involved.
Where's Paxton? I wanna talk to him.

He called Bobby before he went home.

Wanted an address. Didn't say where
he could be reached. Called for what?

Well, he wanted help locating some
person for a story he was writing.

Bobby told him we don't run errands for papers.

June Di Marcoli. I guess that's it.

That's her sister. Diane Marco's sister.

How did I know that?

Cos Diane Marco's real name is Adrianne Di Marcoli.

Don't you read anything but the New York Times?

Hello?

Mr Stein? Yes. This is security.
We're making a door check.

Would you mind ringing your buzzer, please?

Thank you. That's fine.

You lousy peeping Tom!

You cheap paparazzo!

Picture-peddling pimp!

Diane.

Inside, come on. Where I can call the cops.

Come on.

Come on.

Take it easy. Don't get excited, don't get excited.

Is that thing loaded?

Yes, that thing is loaded and I know how to use it.

You didn't know how to use it in Positano last year.

You half scared me to death! Move.

I know. I missed you by a mile. Lucky you.

Go on, move,

Move! Diane, take it easy. Take it easy!

I'm moving, I'm moving.

What have you got in there? Me, naked?

No make-up, close—up? So that all the years show, huh?

I didn't take a picture.

Come on, Joe, I didn't snap a shot!

I was just watching, you know, for myself.

Strip, Joe. Strip?

Strip? Are you kidding?

I mean, take a look at the
camera. It's still on number one.

I didn't sh**t nothing.

Diane.

I really didn't come here to sh**t pictures.

I was worried.

All that business at the airport.

You fell for it?

You can't imagine how many
tricks I've wanted to pull on you.

And I thought I had the perfect gag:

beating you over here on the Concord.

Hey, how about a drink of that wine?

But there's something I've got to talk to you about.

This lawsuit, Diane, a million bucks.

I mean, you can't be serious.

I'm very serious.

You know, if I get to spend
$50,000 a year on myself, I'm lucky.

I need the money. You've
made enough off me, It's fair.

I only made $65,000 myself last year.

How does a million dollars fit to that?

And what would you do without me?

You'd fade away, you'd be invisible.

Is that what you want? Sometimes, not for long.

You know what we really ought to do?

We ought to pool our efforts.

Become a team. Paxton and Marco.

Marco and Paxton.

But we keep it a secret.

And that way, we can plan all our moves together.

How about you break a camera
over my head once in a while?

And pick out all the pictures
that make the best publicity.

Now, if we'd have had our
money in the same pot last year...

.you'd have come out ahead, right?

I mean, 65, 50.

Diane, why'd you come here for anyway?

To get a facelift?

You really don't need one, you know?

I got some real tight shots of you.

Up close. I mean, with telephoto lens.

You know, it's not the same as being here.

I mean...

Not at all.

You look damn good.

Diane?

You've been my whole life

for 12 years.

You know that?

That's funny.

You've been the only person I
could always be really furious at,

in interviews, talking to other people.

On film, they always used to say that I looked angry.

Thanks, Joe.

Enough.

It was nice.

Mm.

Thank you very much.

Look, Willie. I told you.

I've got it all laid out for tonight. Hold on.

Yeah? It's 6:30, are you gonna take a break?

I can't. I'm checking the stock room.

I've got to come up with a
dozen pairs of boots, size five.

Maybe in half an hour, but I
have go to down there myself.

OK, hon. I'll see you later. OK. Bye.

Are you still there? Look.

Last time you boosted a
department store, a guy got k*lled.

I don't need that involvement.

In the first place, it is not a store.

It's personal jewellery worth two,
maybe even three million dollars.

Sight unseen, I'm not even
promising 10% of the dollar.

You show me $200,000 cash and I'll take it.

In the meantime, I've got to hide
the stuff somewhere around here.

You come over tomorrow. We're doing inventory.

I'll give you a call in the morning.

Listen, Layton. Don't waste my
time on this. Not like the Last time.

You listen to me.

There's no way I'm going to stuff fat ladies'
feet into shoes one more day than I have to.

This is the score I've been waiting for.

And I'm not gonna blow it now.

Who suggested charge accounts?

I did. What did you find?

Freemonts. He has an employee charge account.

June di Marcoli. Home address:


What's that?

This time it is my aftershave lotion.

I put a little on to freshen up. Do you like it?

No, it's not you, Stavros.

I Like the sauerkraut better.

Let's go.

There. It's just the way your
hair was in the Streets of Evil.

That's right. I forgot. You're
really good in that picture.

Best acting you ever did.

Alright, so this is natural Light, no strobe.

So don't move.

Alright.

You know, I never found a single
photographer who could show how I felt.

Well, this is what I always wanted to do.

But it didn't pay the bills, though.

You're just wasting your talent,
running around all over the place.

why don't you stay here in New York,
do something on the stage, maybe?

Live theatre? Me?

I ran into a couple of producers once

and they didn't think it was such a nutty idea.

Really?

That's it.

Want some more wine? Sure. Where is it? I'll get it.

It's in the kitchen.

Don't move. Don't say a word.

You won't get hurt.

Open the safe.

Hey!

Operator?

I need an ambulance fast.



Diane?

I was in the kitchen.

I came back with the wine.

This guy had her over by the safe.

And how did you get into the apartment, Paxton?

From the terrace. I came down from the roof.

And 30 minutes later, you and this woman

who's suing you for a million bucks

are knocking off your second
bottle of wine, That's hard to believe.

It happened.

How is she?

Come on, Come on. Tell me.

Thank you very much. Goodbye.

She's in surgery now, Miss di Marcoli.

Is she conscious, talking? Is
there anything encouraging?

Well, she lost her vital signs
twice in the past 30 minutes

and I'm sorry, things don't look too hopeful.



Argh!

Alright, easy, Saperstein. I didn't do anything.

Diane kicked this guy hard
in the shin. It's gotta be him.

I worked all night. I wrecked
my leg in the stock room.

You can check that! You're
trying to pass this off on me!

Wait a minute, hold it. Come on.

Settle down!

Let me go!

Now, we're gonna need a brief
statement from you two, OK?

You know, witnesses who saw you at work, all routine.

Yeah, OK. But you know his story?

He'd risk his life for a picture of her!

It's her life I don't wanna risk, all right?

Could this relate to that abduction
at the airport? I can't imagine how.

And you had nothing to do with it?

No. Diane just told us a
couple of friends of hers helped

get her past Paxton at the airport.
We didn't ask any more questions.

Stavros? Yes, sir.

Get statements, here. OK.

Why couldn't I tell about the airport?

We didn't do anything wrong.

That g*n I lost? I bought it from a guy years ago.

I don't know anything about it,
where it came from or anything.

It could be hot, you know?

That's all.

Over here, please.

June.

Trust me.

So, Frank, what do you think?

Well, Paxton enters the premises
illegally to take photographs.

She gets the g*n from the safe.

Surprises him. They struggle.

He shoots her. Probably not intentionally.

What about the diamonds in the safe?

Could have hidden them in the apartment
to back up the story, thrown them off the roof.

Three million in diamonds. Remember, they were fake.

And Paxton was one of the few who knew it.

we'll search the whole place as soon as it gets light.

What do you want to do? I don't know.

Keep him in custody, maybe we'll dig something up.

Rizzo? Yeah.

Take him down to civil jail as quick as
possible, as soon as you clean your desk.

Yes, sir.

How is she? Not good.

Look, why don't you stick with
her and I'll check back with you later.

Excusive photo by...Paxton.

Wonderful.

Here you go, Lou.

Hey, would you mind calling
the hospital again, please?

Paxton, I told you three hours ago
that if anything bad happens to her,

we'll be the first ones to know
because then it becomes homicide.

And I'm telling you, it's not me. It's Layton.

Take it easy. We'll make a case if we can.

If we can? 'If' isn't good enough.

Lou, I'm gonna get a bite and when I come back,

I'm gonna take him down to civil jail.

Hey, there.

Coffee goes straight through
you. Can I make a trip to the head?

Well, come on. What am I supposed to do?

What's happened, Stavros? Layton
came from the hospital and let us in.

We didn't find the jewellery but I found this g*n

in the garbage can outside. The
intruder must have dumped it there.

Is this June's g*n? That's right, Lieutenant.

You going to the hospital? No.
I've got to get to work pretty soon.

OK. But you stick around, all right?

We may want to run down your story again.

Anything you want.

Round trip to 34th street, bus, taxicab, whatever,

can't take more than ten minutes, right?

Run a meg on Layton. Also
run one on Diane's sister, too.

Will do, Lieutenant.

Any word on Paxton? Not yet, Lieutenant.

There's an alarm on him now

and we're trying to get a photo of him to circulate.

OK, when the chief calls,
that's our Captain, and he will,

you'll tell him where I'll be, won't you?

Where will that be? At the hospital, Saperstein.

Yes, sir.

What are you doing here?

They let me go.

How is she?

She made it through the night. That's all I know.

Diane?

You're gonna be all right.

Come on, now.

Hey, we're partners.

Partner's don't... Don't cut
out on me when I need you.

Hey, listen to me, this whole thing,

when it's over, gonna make a dynamite story.

It's gonna make it into every newspaper in the world.

I'll even let you hit me in the face with a pie.

You know, something different like that, OK?

OK?

What you said is true, isn't it?

About the two of you in the apartment.

Everything I said was true.

What about your boyfriend?

Did he really hurt his leg in the stock room?

Because if he didn't...

he's got to be the one that shot Diane.

Where is he?

At the store.

I read the papers. Diane Marco's jewellery?

That's gonna be hot for a long time.

So you cut it up, you sit on
it for a year. That's your job.

Ah. This way.

Look, the most I want to tie up in this is...75,000.

You think I want to stick around?

I want to disappear and start all
over again. I'm counting on 200,000.







Have you got it? Show me the stuff. Come on.

So if any man of that description
tries to see Miss Marco,

you call me, OK?

How is she?

Ask her yourself.

Ah!

I'm a great big fan of yours
and I want you to know that

and I'm glad you're feeling better.

Thank you.

Tell him.

Paxton was here,

Oh, really? Lieutenant...

...I don't know how to explain this but...

...I think Roger was responsible for this.

He's at the store.

Paxton went there.

Please don't let Joe get hurt.

Nice to meet you.

Check this one.

You know, it's almost impossible
to find quality like this today.

What did I tell you? You told me nothing.

This is the best piece of paste I've ever seen.

But that's all it is.

It's fake. What are you talking about? It can't be!

I told you not to touch me when I'm carrying cash.

Layton?

Move over, Get over here!

Don't move.

Give me the money.

Freeze, Layton!

That's far enough, Layton.

Cuff him.

It's a little late for an apology, but I'm sorry.

why don't you all take a walk?

That's all right.

For once, I don't mind it being
in every paper in the world.