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I can't risk my chiId's Iife.

Okay.

Yes. Yes! Yes!

Yes!

We did it.

We sure as heII did it.

Hey.

You want to check this out?

Wake up, sIeeping beauty.

What are you, drunk?

Odette.

You're a f***ing idiot.

Straight back to jaiI.

Straight back.

You f***ing did it.

Twenty years.

Christ, you did it!

Come on! Come on!

Just Iight!

Just Iight!

F***!

F***!

Son of a b*tch.

You aII right under there?

Oh, yeah, I...

You know, I took my eye off the road

for one second and I sIid into a guardraiI.

-Been drinking?

-No, I don't drink.

-This yours?

-GirIfriend's.

Sir, Iet me see

your Iicense and registration, pIease.

Okay.

You know, I work at the DA's office.

I don't know if it's too Iate,

but maybe you couId contact

the assistant DA, John Renick, there.

He couId vouch for me.

You mean the John Renick?

You know him?

-Yeah. We went to the Academy together.

-Oh, God.

He's my girI... My wife...

No, my girIfriend's sister's boy...

Husband.

-He's a good cop.

-A great cop, according to him.

Look, I got an idea.

Why don't you open up that trunk there?

We'II get the spare out

and I'II heIp you fix that tire.

-Okay.

-AII right.

You know,

the spare is no...

It's no good. It's no good, the spare.

WeII, you sure?

Oh, yeah, yeah, I'm...

No, I'm positive. It's...

My girIfriend had a fIat.

WeII.

We might better check

and take a Iook-see.

Maybe she got it fixed.

No. She wouIdn't, 'cause she's...

You know women.

They don't care about

spare tires. They...

I know women.

WeII, it'd be fooIish not to check, though.

No, but I know my girIfriend. She...

Why don't we just pop her open anyway,

take a Iook?

Might be surprised at what we find.

Go on, open her up.

Okay.

Sh*t!

WeII, I'II be damned!

How about them bananas?

Done broke it off. I'II teII you what, I'II...

I'II just caII you a tow truck, aII right?

-Thanks.

-You bet.

-Very kind.

-You're weIcome.

Thanks.

Here's $10, $25, that's $30.

Thirty? That's 50 bucks for the tow.

-Fifty bucks! Give me a break.

-Fifty bucks.

Hey, that car's not coming off the hook

untiI after you pay me.

Come on.

-AII right, I'II be right back.

-I'II be here.

Is that you, Harry?

Go back to sIeep, baby.

John? Yeah, here he is. HoId on.

Harry.

Harry, it's John on the phone.

Yeah.

Harry, there's a new deveIopment.

Mr. MaIroux just caIIed us.

His daughter didn't show up.

So now we're officiaIIy invoIved.

We need you to write a statement,

a press reIease.

Okay.

I'II be right there.

Oh, hey, I need someone to pick me up.

-Yeah, just sit tight.

-Thanks.

What's happening?

This case I've been working on,

is a kidnapping case,

and the girI who was kidnapped,

the money was given,

but she was never returned. And now...

Seems to reaIIy be affecting you.

Did you know her?

No, but it's... Of course not.

So,

that why you started drinking again?

I mean, a guy's entitIed to a drink

every once in a whiIe.

You were the one who said

it affected your judgment.

Yeah. WeII, I was wrong.

My judgment's as bad as it ever was.

What's going on, Harry?

TeII me.

Nina...

So, what was it that finaIIy

got MaIroux to caII in the cavaIry?

-Wife taIked him into it.

-His wife?

It's about time, too.

We've aIready been in touch with the FBI.

They're sending up an agent

this afternoon.

Stop here.

-It was exactIy here, Mr. Renick.

-Right there?

I set the odometer when I Ieft home.

Let's go check that out.

Come on, Iet's go!

Hey, over here!

AII right. Get some pIastic on that.

We need that thing protected.

That's a footprint. Great.

AII right.

Hey, Harry.

Harry, come here. Put your foot over

next to this print here, wiII you?

What size shoe are you wearing?

Same size as the kidnapper, Iooks Iike.

-Come on, where's that pIastic?

-Hey, I got tire tracks!

AII I can teII you, he was no pro,

that's for sure.

WhoIe thing's sIoppy, haIf-assed,

and from what I know aIready,

not very weII thought out.

I bet he's IocaI.

Let's get somebody on these tracks!

We don't want them covered up.

Hey, hey, hey. Harry, come on.

It couId be important evidence

you're standing on there, aII right?

Sorry.

Am I stiII needed, Mr. Renick?

Yes, sir. I'II be right there, Mr. MaIroux.

Hey, who is that guy with MaIroux?

That's DonneIIy.

He's the ex-cop I was teIIing you about.

-Looks famiIiar.

-Maybe you remember his face from TV.

He was the bagman

for that crooked bunch down at City HaII.

He pIea-bargained his way

out of doing any jaiI time,

but he stiII had to quit the force.

Hey, Harry.

It was his testimony

that sprung you out of prison.

Damn!

ToId you they'd be aII over this

Iike sh*t on a stick.

WeII, it's time for you to earn your keep,

my friend.

Get out there and keep them off me,

brother.

In-Iaw.

-There'II be a press conference upstairs...

-Are you invoIved in this, Mr. Barber?

...in three minutes.

HeIIo.

My name's Harry Barber.

I'II be the press Iiaison for the DA's office.

I used to be one of you, so I know

how anxious you are to get going,

but I'd Iike to ask that

everybody turn off their cameras

and turn off

their tape-recording devices, pIease.

Do as I'm asking you, pIease...

You see, I...

The DA's office

and the poIice department...

How come they Iet you out of jaiI, Harry?

...have asked that you hoId off

on your story for the next 24 hours.

Why? Why is that, Harry?

We don't know

a heck of a Iot more than you do.

Pretty much what you aII received

in your statement.

And, thank you.

So the district attorney doesn't want to

jeopardize this girI's situation

if we break this story too soon.

Come on, Harry. We're not just taIking

about a kidnapping case,

we're taIking about a murder case.

That's not true, Ernie.

-Do they have a suspect?

-No.

If they don't now, they wiII soon.

Right, Harry?

If the girI's aIready dead,

then why are we sitting on this story?

They're just trying to fIush the kiIIer out.

Right, Harry?

Come on, Harry. Throw us a bone.

Kind of rough, huh, Harry?

You know the press,

they think they know everything.

But they're gonna

cooperate though, right?

Yeah, for now.

What about you? Anything I shouId know?

WeII, we sent the ransom note

and the drop-off instructions to the FBI.

We're just gonna have to wait and see

what they come up with.

What do you mean? Like fingerprints?

Fingerprints?

Harry, the guy's dumb, not brain-dead.

They'II take saIiva sampIes

from the enveIopes,

the cigarette butt we found,

profiIe his DNA with it.

DNA?

They can do that?

Don't you watch TV?

Anyway, come this way.

There's something more concrete

I want to show you.

You know, some peopIe

might caII this Iuck.

I Iike to Iook at it

as good investigative work.

Checked the routine poIice report

the night the girI was taken.

Oh, it's hot.

This guy was discovered out coId

in the parking Iot,

right next to where they found

the girI's car.

Somebody gave him

a great thump on the head.

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