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I didn't pay too much attention till

all of a sudden I hear it startin' to skid.

I turn around, my camera's runnin'

and I catch him goin' through the railing.

Mr Karp. Frank Donahue,

"Eye on the City" News.

Mr Karp, was the governor driving?

Was he in control?

Control? It went into the drink.

He wasn't in no control.

- Was he alone in the car?

- I didn't see anybody.

- Why didn't you go to the police?

- Oh, no. No, no, no.

- No cop ever did anything for me.

- Hey, Jack.

They ain't gonna give me money

like these guys here.

- Where you goin'?

- I gotta go.

You gotta go? What about the auditions?

Exclusive photos. McRyan's death.

One at a time, please.

Exclusive photos. McRyan's death.

- It's about time.

- Is Rick in?

- No. But Sam's got girls for you to hear.

- Give me his key. Come on, come on.

- What about Sam and the girls?

- I'll do it later.

- Jack?

Yo, Jack!

Come on, open up! It's Sam!

Jack.

This is the pivotal moment in the film.

You gotta realise that.

- Jack! Where are you goin'?

- Sam, I'll be right back.

I need you now! Now get in here!

- What do you think?

- Keep lookin'.

Keep lookin'? Hey, Jack!

- Sorry, Jack. I'm all stacked up.

- Please, just this once, as a favour to me.

I'll see what I can do.

Come back after midnight.

Sally? It's Jack.

See? I told you I'd call you.

How about that drink you promised?

Where are you goin'?

Why don't I meet you at the station?

Sally!

Hi!

- I'm so glad I caught you.

- Yeah, I was out the door.

Look, I only got 20 minutes.

That's fine. We'll have a quick drink

and you'll be on your way.

Well... I wanna get

a good seat, you know?

- Aw, come on, Sally. You promised me.

- OK, but just 10 minutes.

- OK. Come on. Let me take this.

- OK. Thanks.

- How are you feelin'?

- Pretty good.

- You look nice.

- Thanks.

What's the first thing you see

when you meet somebody?

Legs. I'm a leg man.

- Come on!

- All right. Face. You see their face.

Exactly.

So, if your face doesn't look right,

no one is gonna look at you again.

- I don't think your face needs make-up.

- Every face needs make-up.

- But it shouldn't look like make-up.

- Oh, I see.

I've worked on this face. I've hidden

everything so you don't see the make-up.

- You got make-up on right now?

- Yeah, I do.

- I don't believe it. I don't believe it!

- Absolutely.

And, you see, this took me two hours.

And this is the "no make-up look".

Really? I'd like to see what the "make-up

look" looks like. I bet that's good, huh?

Well, I... I only do that

for special occasions.

How about a broken nose?

How would you deal with that?

Oh, that's easy. You just take a little...

Wait a minute.

Let me see. I can show you.

Yeah. You get a brush like this, right?

You take a little brown powder.

- You just make a little brown...

- What are you doin'?

Hey, wait a minute.

This is serious business here.

- You interested or not?

- Oh, yes. OK. Sorry.

You make a brown line

and kinda smudge it in.

It has to be real subtle

so as no one'll notice it.

But... What are you smiling about?

I'm impressed that

you know so much about this.

- You're not interested at all.

- Yes, I am.

You're not. You just kept me

sittin' here talkin' so I'd miss my train.

That's not true, Sally.

I just didn't want you to go.

Why?

Because I like you, and I just met you

and you're goin' off on me.

- I don't know anything about you.

- I'll tell you anything you wanna know.

- All right. You're a sound man, right?

- Yeah.

OK. How'd you get that job?

That's a good question. I don't know.

No, I'll tell ya. It all started in school, OK?

I was the kind of kid who fixed radios,

made my own stereos,

won all the science fairs -

you know the type.

After that I went into the army,

and I refined my skills there.

Oh, yeah? Were you

in any wars or anything?

No, no. I was such a communication whiz,

they wouldn't let me leave New Jersey.

Then I went into the police for a while,

and after that I went into movies.

Wait a minute. You were a cop?

- No. I worked for the Kean Commission.

- What's that?

A group of politicians that got together

to try to stop police corruption.

- Oh.

- Then I quit that and...

Well, what'd you do?

- It's a long story. You don't wanna know.

- Oh, I do. This is very interesting.

I thought you wanted

to know about movies.

Yeah, movies are great, but this is... this is

like real life on the streets. You know?

It's exciting.

All right.

I, um... I wired their best undercover cop.

A guy by the name of Freddie Corso.

And one of Freddie's cases

was to set up a corrupt police captain

who was tryin' to shake down a Mob guy.

And my job was to rig a wire on him

so I could record the conversation.

Wait a minute.

What do you mean, "wire"?

It's a tiny mike attached to a transmitter

that I strapped around Freddie's waist.

Mackey, hand me the tape.

- OK, Freddie, give me sound. Count to 10.

- One, two, three, four, five...

It was a great wire.

He could be blocks away

and you could hear everything

within 10 feet of him.

- Hey, Milt! How ya doin'?

- Hello, Freddie.

- Good to see ya.

- You look good.

- You too. You look great in that get-up.

- Thanks.

So, uh... I brought

somebody here I want you to meet.

Captain Kennedy, this is Milt.

Who the f*** wants to meet him?

- Milt, take it easy.

- Hey, I don't wanna meet him.

Hey, take it easy. This man

could put the cap on everything.

All right, come on in the car.

We'll take a ride and talk.

And the first thing

that the captain says to the Mob guy.:

Look, I understand

that the man has a brother-in-law.

Now, I happened to see him

talkin' to his brother-in-law.

Now, the brother-in-law

is a known felon, Freddie,

and Milt's out on parole,

and that's a parole violation.

Now, I'm gonna have to tell the parole

officer. If I do, he's goin' back in the can.

But I think I could work somethin' out that

I don't have to tell him for... 5,000 bucks.

$5,000? Freddie, you little prick.

We started this thing for $1,000.

$1,000?!

I'm gettin' this clear as a bell

on tape and I start to hear the static.

You think you can?

You're outta your!

We can work this thing out.

- He's goin' up the river. You understand?

- Right.

What's the matter? You're sweatin',

Freddie. What's the matter?

The f***in' whiz kid didn't figure

Freddie would get nervous and sweat.

The battery in the transmitter

shorted out and burned a hole in him.

Hey, pull over to this gas station.

I gotta take a piss.

- Sh*t.

- What's wrong?

The battery in the transmitter is arcing.

It's burning him. I gotta get in there.

- You can't. You'll blow his cover.

- I gotta go in there.

- You can't.

- My f***in' battery burned a hole in him!

- You're gonna screw things up!

- Shh.

- I gotta go.

- Jack, you're nuts.

Aw, Jesus Christ.

Aw... no.

- It wasn't your fault.

- Yeah, well, you tell that to Freddie.

- Sh*t.

- Are you OK?

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