Dial 1119 Page #3

Please.

A man's just been killed.

There are five of us in here.

He won't let any of us leave.

And I can't stand it.

Tell him there's another woman.

There's another woman.

He's locked all the doors.

You've got to get us out of here

or we'll all be killed.

Do something. Do whatever he says,

but get us out of here.

Get us out!

Go back.

Sit down.

Hello?

Hello.

Don't let the police come anywhere near,

captain.

All right, son.

Now, you don't wanna hurt

innocent people.

Come out of that bar

and I promise to let you talk to Dr. Faron.

No, I don't wanna do that, captain.

I'm staying here.

You just send the doctor in to see me.

You just send the doctor here by 9:00.

I won't wait any longer.

Twenty-five minutes or every one of them

will have to die.

Please, Earl.

You've got to get me out of here.

How about through the cellar?

Stairs lead to a steel fire door.

We could blow it.

Windows?

Just those in front

and one in the washroom.

Not much help with those steel bars.

We could thrown in some gas.

No.

Before they have time to work,

he'd kill every one of them.

Nine K to Control 1 calling from car 11.

Control 1 to Nine K, go ahead.

Have Homicide locate Dr. Faron.

Bring him to Second and Spring

immediately.

Control 1 to Nine K, roger.

Who's Faron?

The police psychiatrist.

What does he want him for?

Ask him.

Now, look, son.

It's...

It's obvious that you've got a problem.

After all, everybody's got a problem.

I've got a problem.

She's got a problem.

But we have to learn to master them

instead of letting them master us.

Now... Now take for instance.

I was just reading a magazine article

on a train.

And it had a lot to say about...

By...

I want another drink.

Buy me another drink, Wyckoff.

Look, mister, my wife's in the hospital.

I gotta make a call.

I think you'd better sit down.

Twenty-five minutes is a lifetime.

Maybe he'll come.

Excuse me.

Come on, stand back here, please.

What's the trouble, Pete?

Oh, Dr. Faron,

a call just went out for you.

I didn't know.

I was on my way home.

Captain Keiver wants you.

He's up at the barricade.

You'd better go back around the block.

Okay, Pete. I beg your pardon, excuse me.

I know you've got authority to be here

but keep your men out of our way...

...or you'll have to get off the street.

- I understand, lieutenant.

Lieutenants.

Have a camera set up

at the other end of the street...

...to cover that barricade down there.

Tolin, get in the alley across from the bar.

Carpenter, cover from the other end.

You'd better come in from the rear.

Say, doctor. Captain's looking for you.

- I'm looking for him.

- Right there.

I want the janitor of that building.

Find him.

Get him out of bed. Bring him here.

Right.

Hank.

- Anyone brief you?

- No.

- It's Wyckoff, John.

- Wyckoff?

In the bar with people.

I just had him on the phone.

So far, five of them are still alive.

- Maybe I can help.

- That's what Wyckoff said.

- Wyckoff. He asked for me?

- Yeah.

Wants to talk with you.

Says that's what he came back for.

What else did he say?

Send you in in 25 minutes

or he'd kill everyone else in the bar.

Better let me go in, Hank.

That makes a lot of sense.

This is not an ordinary criminal

trying to make a deal.

Wyckoff is a demented man

with a dream.

You can't handle him

by ordinary police methods.

He'll justify keeping that threat.

But he won't kill you.

He might, but I don't think so.

He knows me.

I spent considerable time with him.

My professional opinion

helped prevent his execution.

- He'll remember that.

- Yeah.

I remember that too.

In his mind, I'm his only friend.

If you talk to him, you use the phone.

You can't establish contact with a patient

over a phone, Hank.

You've gotta talk to him

like I'm talking to you, face-to-face.

He's up there now,

face-to-face with five other people.

You wanna go up and make it six

just so you can talk to him?

You use the phone.

That's for me.

It's the hospital.

They're trying to reach me.

I told you. Stay where you are.

He won't answer.

Then there's nothing more you can do.

Sixteen minutes of 9.

Do you know what's happening

right now?

Back at the office,

the emperor at the city desk...

...must be going out of his mind.

He told them to hold the presses

on the final and replate for an extra.

Everybody in the building's standing by.

Right down to the guys

on the loading dock.

Even they know something big

has happened...

...because they heard the presses stop.

Up in the city room, everybody's frozen.

Watching one rewrite man pound his brains

out at his typewriter.

There's a copy boy standing near him,

shifting from one foot to another.

The rewrite man finishes his paragraph.

He yells, "Copy."

The boy rips it out of his machine.

He's off like a shot

for the composing room.

Downstairs,

the linotyper sets up the copy.

They're bringing up the mats

of your pictures from three years ago.

The emperor himself's tearing his hair out

for a screamer head.

He'll come up with something corny.

"Gunman Berserk" maybe,

but he'll think it's good.

Then the presses start rolling again.

Two minutes after, they...

They're loading the trucks.

A minute after that, the newsies

are yelling the extra on the streets.

Just like it happened three years ago.

Remember, Wyckoff?

Three years ago,

I didn't have my shoes off for 24 hours.

You were the biggest newsbreak

this town ever saw.

Until tonight.

Now you're bigger.

Gunther Wyckoff returns.

Now, you're on the wires

to every sheet in the country.

Your picture being

telephotoed to every town.

I picked a great night

to quit the business.

I'm an eyewitness to a Pulitzer Prize story

and can't even get to a telephone.

You're dull, Harry. Extremely dull.

I've got a souped-up convertible.

Tank full of gas.

Make a deal with that policeman.

Twenty-four hour start.

Just the two of us.

That's all we'd need.

I'll show you places

the cops will never find.

Buy me a drink, Wyckoff.

If we decide on this,

what do you think about Ulrich?

Well, he's small enough

and he's a good shot.

He'd be a good man for it.

Well?

After we turn off

the air-conditioning system...

...a man enters ahead of the coils here.

We lower him to the turn,

he crawls along here to the outlet.

Then he fires through the grill.

- You've been in there?

- Several times to clean the ducts.

At the outlet, how much space

would you say there was...

...between the bars of the grill?

Inch, inch and a half.

That's plenty room for a.38.

It's a natural, captain.

Nobody's gonna talk this guy

into surrendering.

We're gonna have to blast him

out of there.

How long would you say it would take

for a man crawling slowly to reach the grill?

Couple of minutes. Not any more.

Donnelly,

clear that barricade further back.

Hey, folks. Come on.

Back up, back up.

Let me know when he's ready.

- I'll tell you when to start him down.

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