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May I see his medical chart, please?

I'm sorry but hospital regulations...

It's an official police request.

Is it not, Captain Baker?

Yes, Captain. I'll take care of it.

Excuse me, but Dr. Willard

has gone off duty.

Call him at home.

Are you sure he's not there?

Do you have Dr. Willard's home number?

I'm sorry, but there has been...

...some medical complication

as regard to my witness.

I'm afraid I'll have to forego

that bedside picture...

...as much as it would've compensated

for his inability to testify tomorrow.

But, in all decency,

I can hardly force the issue.

Does this mean your surprise witness

won't be able to make any statement?

The man was near death

when he was brought in here.

In view of the attempt on his life...

...I'm sure you can understand

my reasons for secrecy.

- Yeah, of course.

- Good to see you again.

Can't reach It. Bullitt, either.

Keep trying.

I can't find Mr. Ross's medical chart.

It's evidently been misplaced.

- Or appropriated.

- Appropriated?

All right. I'll inform the administrator.

Thank you very much.

I want a complete list of the staff

who might've been involved...

...in helping Bullitt spirit Johnny Ross

out of here.

I'm certain he grabbed my witness

for his personal aggrandizement.

- I'll lay odds on that.

- And find Ross!

I'll get on that right away.

Mr. Chalmers, I have It. Bullitt.

Where's my witness?

I've got him.

Where is he?

Are you going to tell me or not?

Well, I can't at the present time.

Captain Baker would like

to have a word with you.

Now, listen to me, Lieutenant.

Nail him. I want him written off.

No problem.

You want some breakfast?

Just coffee.

Thank you.

For what?

- Is it open?

- The door's open, sir.

Now think back to the time the two

of them first came in and you saw them.

Anything you can remember?

Like I said. They hit me

before I got a chance to look at them.

I don't remember nothin' about them.

Nothin'.

Start remembering.

I can't!

And that's the honest truth.

Delgetti, take him downtown.

Lieutenant, give him a chance, will you?

He's trying.

He's not trying hard enough.

It will come to him.

You're wasting your time.

Okay. Come on.

One thing about the guy who hit me...

He had a square face.

There wasn't much light here.

They try to save on electricity.

Like this?

No. Thinner.

That's it.

Now it's coming back.

Let's go to the guy in 634. No luggage?

That's right, sir.

- And he didn't store anything?

- No, sir.

He came in empty, which means

you gave him a good look-over.

Always do.

They're the ones I give the eye to.

Then you saw how he arrived?

Yes, sir. In a cab.

What line?

Sunshine Cab.

Now, the guy who hit you.

How old was he?

Oh, about 50.

What was his hair like?

Gray. Getting bald. Bald on both sides.

That?

No, balder.

Am I helping you, sir?

I never had it so good.

His first stop was the Mark.

How long?

Not long.

Pull over there and wait.

- Hello.

- Eddy?

Dues time. I need some information

on a Johnny Ross. Chicago.

Give me half an hour.

Meet you at Enrico's.

Right.

- Two.

- Two what?

Calls. He called twice.

The second was long distance.

How do you know it was long distance?

He put in a lot of change.

Good morning, Sam.

I don't believe I've had the pleasure.

This is Mr. Chalmers.

My wife, Mrs. Bennet.

My son, Paul. My son, Tony.

Tony, how are you?

Would you mind if I had

just a moment alone with Sam?

No, of course not.

Must be difficult raising children

in the world of today.

I presume Tony is a college student.

Yes, that's right.

I can well imagine the financial strain...

...of sending a boy to university

on the salary of a captain.

There's no reason why a man

with your potential...

...shouldn't move right up,

given the right support.

My family is waiting for me, Mr. Chalmers.

Bullitt abducted my witness.

He removed him from the hospital.

As his superior officer,

I've given him complete charge of the case.

If he's moving Ross around,

it's for a reason.

So you mean that you would not order

him to reveal where he's keeping Ross?

It's his case, Mr. Chalmers.

Captain, I'm serving you with

a writ of habeas corpus...

...making you responsible

for the delivery of Ross.

Duly observed...

...you have received it.

Now I need that witness

to prove his very existence.

Excuse me, sir. Dad, Mom is waiting.

Would you excuse us

for just another moment, Tony?

I don't choose to have people accuse me

of false promises...

...for the sake of cheap sensationalism...

...or to be compromised

by your lieutenant. Or castrated.

Wait for me. I won't be long.

According to my sources,

the Organization, Chicago branch...

...caught Johnny Ross

with his hands in the till.

They estimate he siphoned off...

...about two million bucks

while operating their wire service.

The story is they tried to get rid of him.

Friday night. Chicago.

Chicago?

He got away unharmed.

They believe he's hiding here in town.

How old is this information, Eddy?

Four hours. They're looking for him

all over town, Frank.

They've staked out the docks, the airport,

to keep him from leaving the country.

Anyone else trying for a hit?

Haven't heard of any such likelihood.

What about his brother, Pete?

In the clear.

Okay, Eddy. Thanks.

Anything I can do for you?

There is something.

Remember Zash-Zhoe?

They gave him three to five.

What is he in for?

Receiving stolen property.

I'll try.

Thanks, Frank.

- Here you go.

- Take care, Lieutenant.

What the hell is going on here?

A high-speed pursuit!

Two men are killed. An officer in the

hospital. A witness almost murdered.

I want to know what's happening.

Let's hear it straight.

Here's the report.

Now, a man like Chalmers could be

a great help to the Department.

He could speak for us where it counts.

He could fight for us in the legislature.

Now, you have got to

turn over his witness.

Where's Ross?

Tell him! That's an order!

He's dead.

Dead?

He died last night.

After you moved him?

Before. I've got him downstairs

under a John Doe.

You are sick.

Smuggling a dead man out of a hospital.

And now two men killed

who may have had nothing to do with it.

The man I was chasing killed Ross.

How do you know? Did you see him?

Yes. He tried to nail me with a shotgun.

A Winchester pump.

The radio report said the two men

were burned beyond recognition.

Now all he's got are two dead men.

It would never hold up in court.

I've got one lead. I want to move on it.

"Miss Dorothy Simmons.

Thunderbolt Hotel. San Mateo."

Ross called her person-to-person

from a phone in Union Square...

...approximately nine hours

before he was killed.

So he called his girlfriend.

What does that prove?

This is Sunday. I'm going to hold that writ

until we come to work Monday morning.

Frank?

Go on. Get out.

Need a car.

Sorry, Lieutenant, there are no cars left.

Ms. Simmons doesn't answer.

What's her room number?

I'm sorry, we're not allowed to give...

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