The Racket Page #6

But Nick didn't. He means it, Joe.

Now wait a minute, Davis.

Okay, good luck at the trial.

Davis.

Okay, get me out.

- You got the story straight? | - Sure. Serves her right.

Don't put that in your pocket.

- Why not? | - It'll stink up your clothes for a week.

Nick will have us out in an hour.

What do you want, my phone number?

You're staying here.

- Didn't he just bail us out? | - Not you.

When do I get out?

What is auto theft now, Lieutenant? | Five years?

Drop me a line from the pen.

You wait. I'll tell them the truth. | The whole business!

I'll give them the works, everything, | even about Higgins!

You'll be sorry for this.

I'll bust the thing wide open, | do you hear me? Wide open!

She's just young and mixed up.

- So you lost your playmate, huh? | - Yeah, I picked up his jacks.

- What happens now? | - That depends on you.

- Can they really frame me? | - If you play their game, they can.

What game are you playing?

Just one. I want Nick Scanlon.

What can I do?

Tell me about Higgins.

For what?

You want to spend | the rest of your life here?

Last night, when he was sore,

Joe was bragging that Nick got Higgins.

How? Who was it that shot Higgins?

- That's all he said. | - Come on, sister.

That's all he said, honest. | He knows all about it.

Either Nick told him | or he overheard what was going on.

Well, it's a little thin, | but pick Joe up again.

Well, I'll be getting along.

To a slab in the morgue?

- They won't bother me, will they? | - Not in here, they won't.

Feed her and make her comfortable, | but don't let her out of your sight.

Irene, I'm sorry.

Get out before you get me hung | with your honesty.

You seem awfully anxious to get rid of me.

Well, I'm anxious for the news.

Bob, are you really glad?

Darling, I hope it's twins.

Well, you know, Dr. Carter isn't sure yet.

You tell Dr. Carter | I already bought the cigars.

- What will you do while I'm gone? | - What does any father do?

Will you be at the station later?

Yeah, in an hour, biting my nails.

- I'll come straight there. | - Good.

Come in.

Bob, why won't McQuigg | release Irene Hayes?

Dave, you've got to grow up. | You're living in a dream world.

Well, what's wrong with trying to help | a girl that needs help?

McQuigg is helping her | to break with the Scanlons.

He's using her to catch Nick.

- Well, she won't be safe until he does. | - Oh, come on, Bob, you're exaggerating.

Well, there were three policemen killed | in this town last year

by the kind of people that play around | with the Scanlons.

Look, you know as well as I do that she...

Well, she just got mixed up in this | by accident.

She's not really the kind | who plays around with people like Nick.

Is Officer Johnson in?

We just came about his insurance.

Yeah, come in.

He's changing his clothes. I'll call him.

Bob?

Reach! High!

Bob?

You all right?

A confession would've been better.

I insist on seeing the old man.

All right, all right. What does she say | she knows about Higgins?

She with McQuigg now?

All right, get McQuigg out of there.

I said, get him out of there | for half an hour.

That canary, we got to shut her up.

- Money? | - I can try that first.

Nick, I'd suggest you let us handle this.

If I want any help from you, I'll ask for it.

Only a suggestion, but I'd steer | clear of it myself if I were you.

Send somebody else.

All I got working for me are | a lot of dumbheads.

They got a tough time figuring out | how to get across the street.

Well, at least sit down | and talk it over with yourself.

Right now you're in | the wrong frame of mind.

You know what the old man says,

"Never do anything in anger. | It's inefficient, a thing of the past."

And don't you guys try | to double-cross me.

Could I afford to?

Better have Davis get a writ, just in case.

Is that all?

Yeah, have Miss Hayes sign that, | will you, please?

Busy, Mac?

You may say that as long as | I am privileged to serve the people.

How about a cup of coffee?

What are you after now, | the restaurant vote?

I got problems, Mac, problems.

- Where's the Captain? | - Out getting some coffee.

- You got a duty report? | - Yeah, sure.

- Say, Bob, you gonna be around? | - Yeah, till the Captain gets back.

- Watch the desk, will you? | - Sure.

Well, thanks, Judge. | I'll be getting back to the station.

Mac, can you send Johnson | on immediate vacation?

- So he can't testify against Joe? | - He could leave a deposition.

For you to lose, Mr. Prosecutor? | No, thanks.

Maybe you think you can fix Johnson.

Forget it. He's my kind of policeman.

Then send him away.

How did you know | that Johnson made the arrest?

Don't you read your own press?

No, that was for Nick Scanlon to read.

How do you like that kid stealing | my tricks?

Hello? McQuigg. Is Johnson there yet?

Fine. Keep him there.

Thanks, Welsh. He's safe at the station.

Keep it running.

- Is Captain McQuigg in? | - He'll be back soon. Sit down.

I can't wait.

I want to see Miss Irene Hayes.

- What about? | - It's a personal matter.

- Personal, eh? You a lawyer? | - No, a friend.

A friend of Miss Irene Hayes?

That's the general idea.

Or maybe a friend of Nick Scanlon?

Is that some of your business?

He must hire you cheap hoods | by the dozen.

Well, sit down and wait. | The Captain will be back in a minute.

- You in charge here? | - Yeah, till relieved.

- What's your name? | - Johnson. What's yours?

So, you're Johnson, huh?

- The big, brave cop. | - That's me.

And I got kind of a suspicion | who you might be, too.

What's the matter, Scanlon? | You run out of hoodlums?

Fresh cop, huh? Understudying McQuigg?

- No, I'm not that good. | - You're that dumb, all right.

Where's this girl's cell, flatfoot?

You heard what I told you. | Sit down and wait.

The Captain will take care of you | when he gets back here, you cheap mug.

Bob!

Better get the doctor, Jim.

McQuigg. Red line flash.

Thirteen.

Acknowledge your call, 1-3.

Red line for all units. Red line for all units.

Large black sedan,

license XY2498,

going north on Constitution A venue,

occupants armed and dangerous.

There it is.

Car 43, 4-3, in pursuit of black sedan | going north

on Constitution from Green Street.

They made it. Hit it.

- What happened in there, Nick? | - Shut up and drive.

a challenging statement

to the people of this city.

You will now hear Mr. Welsh's own voice.

that as long as I am privileged...

- Politics. | - Go on through.

Forty-three blocked at Washington.

Black sedan turned west on Central.

Well?

Captain,

it was...

Best young cop on the force.

Honest, decent, plenty of guts.

Seems like they're the first ones | it happens to.

You'll make the arrangements, | won't you, Doc?

Yeah, Mac.

Go get Mary, Jim.

- What about him? | - A little groggy yet, but he'll be all right.

- Did he see the shooting? | - He must have. Probably tried to stop it.

Hello? McQuigg.

Anything on that red line yet?

Tell the boys they killed a cop.

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