Desperate Page #6
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who was it said "time flies"?
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
OLIVER:
Mrs. Stevens, it's Mrs.Oliver. May I come in for a minute?
Okay, let her in.
But don't try anything.
- Hello, Mrs. Oliver.
- Good evening. Oh, excuse me.
I know it's late, but I saw
we have some friends in and I
ran out of cream for the coffee.
Oh, help yourself.
- Oh, isn't Mrs. Stevens in?
- No, she left.
She's visiting my mother.
we're cousins.
OLIVER:
Now, that's notmuch of a meal for you men.
I'd just as soon bring down
cake for you and your friends.
STEVE:
No, no, please, don't.OLIVER:
Oh, we have plenty.Now, just let me take this upstairs and
I'll be right back down with that cake.
[DOOR CLOSES]
- Too bad.
- You can't do that, Walt.
She'll know too much.
Look, Walt. No use being crazy.
Let's take him downstairs in the car.
Yeah.
Yeah, there's still five minutes left.
And I don't want interruptions at midnight.
Come on. Get going.
FERRARI:
All right, hold it.OFFICER:
You all right, lieutenant?[GROANS]
[GUNSHOT]
Go ahead and shoot, Walt.
You can't make me run anymore.
STEVE:
You can't go much farther,Walt. There's only the roof left.
[PEOPLE CHATTERING]
MAN:
I heard a shot. where did it come from?Go on back to bed. The excitement's over.
Let's clear the hallway down here.
I gave him a chance to give himself up.
Hmm. Only fired one bullet, eh?
I heard five shots.
Radak must've been taking potshots at you.
Let's make a report, officer.
Walt Radak, while fleeing from the police...
...was shot to death on the fourth floor...
...of 2107 Sycamore Avenue, Mountain City.
self-defense by Steve Randall...
...from a gun belonging to
Detective Lieutenant Louie Ferrari.
I might get a special citation for that.
Say, lieutenant, he must've died
right at the stroke of midnight.
what date will I use?
Toss a coin.
well, you're all clear, son.
There'll probably be a hearing on this,
but we'll straighten them out about you.
Thanks.
[SIGHS]
A policeman's work is never done.
I'll probably be here two hours cleaning up.
But go ahead, Steve.
You can go.
Oh, Steve?
Yeah?
Give my regards to your family.
Thanks.
Thanks, I'll do that.
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