[dramatic music]
I've never been to bed with a celebrity.
(male #) 'Spenser!'
[g*nsh*t]
Joe's dead. They die!
Spenser!
(Spenser) We didn't miss.
We can do you anytime we feel like.
Take her with you. Get her out of town.
I know you did it.
Oh!
"Aggravated as*ault. Kidnapping?"
They're guilty!
Your word against ours.
I'm a professional hero.
A dead hero.
[theme music]
[music continues]
[music continues]
[tires screeching]
[tires screeching]
We got the kidnap van from Brooklyn. Let's go.
[tires screeching]
[sirens blaring]
[siren continues blaring]
[tires screech]
Hi, how are you doing?
No!
[g*nsh*t]
[laughs]
[tires screeching]
[tires screeching]
[siren blaring]
(female #) 'No, no! Stay away.'
No! No! No more!
'No more. Stay away.'
It's okay. It's alright.
Call Senator MacKay. His daughter's alive.
It's okay. Come on. It's okay.
It's all over. It's all over.
[sobbing]
[instrumental music]
[helicopter whirring]
[g*nshots]
[dramatic music]
Get out of here!
Get out!
[g*nshots]
(male #) 'Hold it right there.'
'Give up now and nobody will get hurt.'
Get out of here!
He's lying.
He doesn't know what happens to child molesters in prison.
[grunting]
Ah!
[grunting]
Slime ball.
[theme music]
(Spenser) Andy Warhol said, "Eventually, we'll be celebrities
for minutes."
My had been dragging on since the o'clock news
and nobody had even offered me a beer commercial yet.
Excuse me, uh, Mr. Spenser? I'm Clark McGlow.
How about an interview?
No, no. Not now.
I guess you liked me better when I was a simple cop.
There's that detective.
You poor thing. I know.
I'm unemployed. The senator's check probably won't bounce.
They're having dollar days at the Lourve. What do you say?
[piano music]
Thank you.
Frank Silverman is coming to town.
Frank Silverman, the bookie at the dog track in Revere?
Frank Silverman, the ex-husband.
Oh!
He's headed for the Middle East
stopping off for a meeting here.
He wants to meet you.
He probably wants to me to sign his autograph book three times
so he can trade it up for Idi Amin.
Or maybe he's heard that I'm happy
and he wants to tell you he's glad.
I thought this Silverman chapter was history.
It is.
But I'm still Susan Silverman.
I've noticed that.
I said to myself, "Now, there's a girl
who either likes alliteration or her old house.
Frank was and is a good friend.
Aren't you just a little curious?
You curious about my old girlfriends?
- Those trollops. - I rest my case.
Please?
Well, if you're gonna whimper and whine about it..
I am.
And I love you.
"I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I did, till we loved?"
I've never been to bed with a celebrity.
A shortcoming, my dear, that cries out for redress.
Not to mention a better metaphor.
You disarmed these two men..
...without ever using your own w*apon?
They were punks, uh..
...kidnappers, uh, involved in child abuse.
They are maggots! You don't, uh, you don't sh**t maggots.
You just step on 'em.
(male #) 'This, uh, Willason and Drew..'
[click]
He's right.
Maggots. That's all we've been dealing with.
What?
Baby, we need a challenge.
You've been a boxer.
You fought in Vietnam.
You're a former cop.
Anything ever haunt what you did today, personally?
[laughing]
Body slam!
One, two, three. It's over, ladies and gentlemen.
No, it's not over, is it? It's just beginning.
Hey, I'm wanna watch this. He's a hunk.
A pretentious intellectual snob and he puts me to sleep.
So don't listen. Don't deny me my fantasy.
I bet he can't do one hundred push-ups.
[telephone rings]
Ah!
Spenser's Academy of Pugilism and Car Repair.
We're doing some body work right now, so why don't you call back
tomorrow morning and ask for Sancho?
What if this present were the world's last night?
...euphemism for a slime ball.
I never had to compete with myself.
- Would you be quiet? - Tough competition.
[grunts]
[humming]
♪ Hey Susan Silverman ♪
[humming]
Hey, Mattie, get some younger studs.
♪ Hey Susan Silverman ♪
♪ You're the one for me ♪
♪ Because you're the girl that I once saw ♪
♪ Walking down the street in Cambridge Square ♪
♪ And then I thought ♪
♪ Well perhaps she's the one that I want.. ♪♪
Hey, you know what? The big news is in here.
[Spenser humming]
[humming continues]
[screams]
[grunts]
[screaming]
(Spenser) All Susan ever said about Frank Silverman
was that I'd like him. "How do you know?" I asked.
"You both like me, don't ya?"
Cryptic feminine logic.
A hardhead who had indicated rather graphically
how he'd like Susan ended up with eight inches
of provolone hero where his tonsils should have been.
Even after six miles on the river, I still pictured Frank
glaring over our lunch pail.
We professional sleuths are always ready
with an incisive question.
"What does he look like?" I asked.
"Sort of fatherly" was the best she could do.
My trained investigator's finely honed powers of insight
pictured a cross between George Burns and Dr. Spock.
You lied!
You never met my father.
Susan, you look wonderful!
Spenser, it's nice to finally meet you.
I told Susan I thought I'd seen you before and I was right.
- Now, where is that? - Twelve years ago.
I saw you fight Taurus at the Garden.
You were damn good!
Oh, if you saw that fight, you saw him punch me
stupid for six rounds.
[laughs] But you didn't quit.
If they gave points for heart, you would've taken him.
If they gave points for heart
Mother Teresa would be The Great White Hope.
[laughing] Excuse me.
I like him. Damn it, I like him.
[chuckles]
(Susan) 'How long will you be in Saudi Arabia?'
Three lively days with the European Central bankers
and then hours of genteel greed
with my friends from OPEC.
Well, you met the man in my life.
Let's go have a drink while you tell me
about the women in yours.
Spenser, it's your town. Pick a place for a drink.
Gee, uh, I-I'd like to, but I forgot
I've got an appointment in the North End.
- An appointment? - Yeah.
- You promised. - Oh, that's alright.
- New case? - Uh, no.
I get together with underprivileged kids
this time each week and we, uh, work out.
- Something new? - No.
I've been doing it for years.
Listen, uh, Frank, you're everything she said you were.
- Check you later. - I'll look forward to it.
Bye!
Problem?
He'll work it out.
[grunting]
Even the guys with lockers
at Henry Simboli's gym were underprivileged.
And we were working out.
So I figured my conscience was clear.
After five minutes with a guy as perfect as Frank Silverman
my body was crying out for something to hit.
Hawk was working over a body bag too.
Only his was bleeding.
[grunting]
Alright, huh?
Back off!
(Hawk) 'Get that pork chop out of here.'
Get over here, Hawk.
Hey, Flash!
'You believe the lies that mirror telling you?'
'Are you ready for a little reality?'
Listen to me, boy.
If you knock a man down in practice, you help him up.
[grunts]
[grunts]
Alright, break!
'Break!'
'Come on, Hawk.'
[grunts]
That's enough!
This is a sparring ring.
You wanna b*at up on people, you take it out on the street.
Get off my back, Joe.
What you doing ain't boxing.
I didn't teach you to fight like no dog in a pit.
Or don't you know the difference no more?
What is it, Hawk?
You break some legs today for that hunky brahs.
Put some kids on the welfare?
Don't bring your troubles into my gym and take 'em out
on somebody here for honest workout.
[laughing] Your gym?
They let you clean out the toilets here, old man.
They let you pick up towels in the locker room
'cause you ain't no good for nothing else.
They let you sleep on a cot in a corner
'cause you ain't got no place else to go.
'And you think that makes this your gym, huh?'
Hey!
You think you taught me about boxing, huh?
'The only important thing you taught me'
is I don't wanna grow up to be no pathetic old colored man
'livin' like a lackey!'
[indistinct chattering]
[dramatic music]
Hey, Joe. You okay?
Well, I forget everything I ever taught him.
Must have been you who taught him to be so tough.
You're the only guy in Boston who can talk to Hawk
like he was ten years old.
I liked him better when he was ten years old.
Oh, Joe. Somethin' bothering him, that's all.
Hey, Spenser!
[muffled g*nsh*t]
Ah!
[muffled g*nsh*t]
Joe.
Joe!
Help! Somebody help!
[instrumental music]
- Oh, hi, Spenser! - Frank.
Hey, the wife wanted your autograph, but I, uh..
...left my whoopee cushion upstairs.
Diane?
What you got on, uh, Joe Adams?
You tell us.
Barbara Walters told me you expected to have the case
wrapped up this afternoon.
Two guys I busted for the Mackay kidnapping
had years hard time between them.
I figured some friend of theirs got a call to pop me.
Well, the ballistic signature's more like those
street murders over in Cambridge.
What street murders?
Hey, stow it, will ya, Harris?
I don't want the lieutenant
reading about this one in the "Globe."
I didn't hear the sh*t. What was it? A small bore air g*n?
Yeah, the slugs were . wadcutters.
Just like all five Cambridge victims.
Harris, we're not talking to outsiders on this one.
- That's an order. - Joe's a friend of mine, Frank.
Well, the riflings were different.
But they were no powder traces on any of those b*ll*ts.
- Harris! - Different weapons?
- Different for each one. - Harris!
But always the same model.
A High Standard . air target p*stol.
Who were the other victims?
Three winos, a blind street fiddler and a bag lady.
Different parts of Cambridge, no link, no motive.
Anything else, we can do for you, Spenser?
Maybe set up a desk in the squad room?
No, thanks, Frank, you've enough guys
dunkin' donuts back there already.
I owe you, D.
I'll be thinking about how to collect?
Yeah, hey, Spenser, I'll hold your super cape if I can watch.
I hate a sticky cape, Frank.
I was joking. Joking.
(female #) 'Excuse me, please. Yes, thank you.'
(female announcer) 'Dr. Walker, .'
'Dr. Walker, .'
How is he?
Just ran a mile and ate half a dozen eggs for breakfast.
I feel bad enough.
Sixty five-year-old man takes two slugs
for you and you feel bad!
TV Guide must have a new humanitarian award.
What was he doing on the street yesterday afternoon?
Looking for a toilet to wash or hoping for a dirty towel?
Don't pay getting close to people.
Oh, my God.
I saw you on TV.
I don't believe this.
Stevens, right? Like the poet?
- No, no, no. - Excuse me.
- Not Stevens, Spencer. - We're waiting for the doctor.
Oh, sure. Listen, these came for Mr. Adams, but..
...we don't allow flowers in ICU.
I thought the family would want the cards.
- Thanks. - You're welcome.
Listen, if I were get you something to write on
would your sign your name for me?
No!
But I was with my girlfriend when we saw you on television.
If I could just bring her an autograph--
Please. The man in there is a friend, alright?
Sure. Sorry. You'll take care of the cards, right?
'Yeah, right.'
We better run these two down. I think we'll both feel better.
Crazies who sh**t at celebrities.
What's the population of Boston?
Crazies who pick their targets.
All we gotta do is figure out their system.
They yelled your name, babe. You saying they didn't miss?
Twice from ten feet?
The cops figure it's the same pair that's been icing winos.
Same MO, . caliber air pistols.
Never use the same piece twice.
Why would a crazy bother changing pieces?
And if they did..
...why were they looking at a basic disposable
mail-order canon.
What about the car?
Rented and returned.
Damaged right front fender.
- Tell the doctor I'll be back. - Where are you going?
To see some people.
Oh! God, is he..
No, babe.
They got the best doctors in the world in this town.
Your father's got to do is sit down and rest.
Oh, God. Thank you.
Where are you staying?
Um..
I haven't thought about it.
Keys where it always was.
I don't think that's such a good idea.
Four Seasons. Ask for Franco, check this into a suite.
'Tell him it's from Hawk.'
You didn't have to do that.
You need anything else..
...trust Franco.
And if I need you later?
I'll be there.
Well, he's gonna need at least pints of blood.
That's a phone call away, there's a dozen guys at the gym
who would be here in an hour.
Good.
Excuse me. Uh, my father's in Intensive Care. Joe Adams?
I'm Dr. Bronson. I performed the surgery.
How is he?
Well, it's still too soon to tell about the damage
from the b*llet that grazed the cortex.
The real problem seems to be with the myocardium.
'We may have to go in again.'
And if you do, what are the chances?
Well, b*llet wounds are tricky.
But I've seen people come back
from a lot worse than your father's.
I'll keep you posted.
Oh, my God!
My name is Spenser. I'm a...friend of your father's.
[dramatic music]
He seems so small.
[sniffles]
When I was little, he used to walk me to school.
He always seemed so big.
The other kids knew he was a boxer.
They were always waiting to see him hit somebody.
'What if he dies?'
(Spenser) 'For what it's worth, I've never seen Joe quit.'
And you're not alone.
And neither is he.
A lot of guys from the gym sent flowers.
They are setting up shifts now.
There's gonna be somebody with him every minute.
Oh, thank you.
'Oh, God, I never said that to him.'
Oh, thank you, daddy.
Thank you.
How do you thank someone for being your father?
[dramatic music]
[creaking]
[glass shatters]
Ah-ha! Spenser, we were just talking about you.
Yeah?
You've made your decision, Mr. Silverman
after all the prom is this Saturday night.
[chuckles]
You're not being investigated.
'I know from Susan's letters what you two have.'
'I couldn't be happier.'
Letters? You write him letters?
[laughing]
'Of course, you write him letters.'
After all, you are friends, right?
So, Frank, tell us about the Saudis.
How long are these letters?
These friendly letters?
Excuse us a second, Frank.
How often do you write these letters?
No more than two or three a day.
Ah, I see.
Oh, I ought to take you to handle the Saudis.
Not if you value your face, right?
Well, I don't much.
'You remember Pat, the elevator man?'
He still can't remember my name.
Except just before Christmas.
And how many years has it been?
Excuse me, I see a business associate.
- Well, ask him to join us. - I don't think so.
(Hawk) Four guys in Boston can move a bunch of High Standard .s.
None of them did.
(Spenser) You didn't come all the way over to tell me you got nothing.
There's something I need to say.
Anything I need to hear?
That guilt trip I was laying on you about Joe?
That was out of line.
First, you ruin a perfectly good free lunch
now you're becoming mawkish, I think I liked you better
shiftless and uncomplicated.
[Hawk sighs]
Joe was ragging at me about banging on
that dude too hard in the ring.
'He was right. My head was messed up.'
I k*lled a kid.
A brother.
It was an accident.
Ran into a piece of business that got way out of hand.
Joe. He's like you. He knows people.
He was telling me about you on the street.
When you were a kid.
Ten years old.
His going on at me..
...all I could think about was Joe putting another
little kid in the ring.
Showin' him how to use his hands.
These hands.
That was years ago.
I wanted Joe for the kid I b*rned
instead of what he got.
That's it.
- Here. - What's that?
Alice was reading the card. She found one with your name on it.
"Good firemen never think false alarm.
We didn't miss. We can do you anytime we feel like it."
What?
That girl with the flowers knew me.
How long had she been there?
I couldn't tell you. She was a part of the place.
Firemen, false alarm. What the hell is that?
I only know one person that lives in a firehouse.
[dramatic music]
[cars honking]
[intense music]
What the hell's going on here?
(woman on answering machine) 'Did you think you'd have a fire to put out?
'Well, you do.'
'Since you're Boston's latest hero'
'you get a chance to prove how good a detective'
'you really are.'
'Cause people all over Boston will go on dying'
'until find us, Spenser.'
[click]
Spenser!
[dramatic music]
[cars honking]
Halt!
Halt!
Sus!
[car honking]
Take her with you. Get here out of town.
[siren blaring]
Somewhere in Greater Boston two unknown K*llers working
in an unknown time frame were selecting an unknown victim.
It was a kind of problem that gives algebra students
nervous breakdowns.
[instrumental music]
We decided to split up.
Hawk took the car, I took the girl.
Uh, excuse me, my name is Spenser.
I need to find a volunteer nurse, a candy striper.
She was on this ward this morning.
This is ICU, try another floor.
Uh, no, no, no. It was this floor, she's about years old.
- Light brown hair, about '". - Sorry, sir.
Candy stripers aren't allowed on ICU.
And even on other floors they never report before .
[instrumental music]
Hawk knew Boston almost as well as I did.
Parts a lot better.
He put the word out on the street that he was looking
for a set of rented wheels with a busted right fender.
It turned up in Ashmont at the other end of the line
from Cambridge where the first five murders had had happened.
The K*llers had obviously ditched the car
where they can catch the train home.
[instrumental music]
I still didn't have a lot of answers to go on
but I had to come up with one key question.
Where could a student get six identical g*ns
without paying for 'em?
Take a deep breath, let out slowly and squeeze.
Good..
Phew!
Mind answering a few questions?
- Want a cup of coffee? - Sure.
Use anything besides High Standard .s?
Not inside. Easy on the ears.
Yeah, any of those ever leave the building?
You're working on those street murders, right?
The police asked me the same question last week.
- Yeah, and? - No.
I have the only key to the rack.
- You ever loan it out? - No.
You ever go on vacation?
Secretory of the g*n Club keeps it then, Liz Haller.
Yeah, I know her, uh, light brown hair, about '"?
- Yeah. - Yeah. Is she a good sh*t?
Best they have. Father's a major general.
Trained her right.
You don't think Liz is mixed up in any of this stuff, do you?
She's a sweetheart. A student.
- Honor roll. - Oh, no, no.
She's a good kid. Right. Reminds me of my kid sister.
I just wanna ask her about the key.
I'm looking for a guy, a good sh*t.
[chuckles] So am I.
Good luck on this campus.
Hey, John Wayne.. Uh-uh-uh-uh.
Try this one.
I did have one.
'Another army brat by name of Holmby.'
But, he, uh, he dropped out of school.
- Said it bored him. - You have a first name?
Christopher. They call him Chip.
You know where I could find Chip or little Liz?
Uh, Chip left town.
Liz lives off campus. I don't know where.
Listen, uh, one more urgent question.
You got a restroom around here?
Round the corner to your left.
Thanks.
[footsteps]
[dramatic music]
[music continues]
"Though this be madness..
yet there be method in it."
Who would have suspected they read "Lear" at Boystown?
Well, there's somebody who knew the quotes apparently.
Travis never locks up with anyone in here.
He also never checks the men's room.
You don't have anything on us.
I know you did it.
I have to thank you for one thing.
Being in your apartment was very..
...exciting.
[grunting]
[grunting]
Let him up!
Ah!
Well, now, I've got something.
Three different kinds of assaults.
Your word against ours.
I'm a professional hero.
Judges tend to believe us.
I'll tell you what kinda hero you are, Spenser.
A dead hero.
[click]
I'm also a career thug.
And we thugs all know how to unload an a*t*matic.
I figure you two are looking at life behind bars.
[instrumental music]
Don't look at me like that.
Come on, you sign out for your wallet.
"False arrest, reckless endangerment
aggravated as*ault, kidnapping?"
Technicality. I should've tried to book 'em in Cambridge.
If they're the ones we want.
You should have let me handle it.
They're guilty.
The DA's office didn't see it that way.
They what?
They got lawyers who make more in one week
that you make in a year.
Plus the girl's father is a regular army two star
in charge of all pentagon electronic contracts
in the commonwealth.
This kid's a k*ller, so is the boy.
[instrumental music]
Joe's dead.
Damn.
- Where do I find them? - No more, Hawk.
Joe's dead, they die.
- Get 'em to me, Spenser. - I won't do that.
[sighs]
I'll get 'em anyway.
Give us some time, Hawk.
- I can deliver 'em. - To what?
Psychiatric ward in some hospital?
They say they're sorry and walk the line.
They'll be out before they're legal.
Hawk, I want justice as badly as you do
but there's got to be another way.
Well, your case, babe.
Don't let that halo slip down over your eyes
sometime when I'm not around.
I really wouldn't miss you.
"The first duty of society is justice."
Alexander Hamilton said that somewhere around here
almost years ago.
There have been a lot of changes in Boston since then.
I didn't wanna believe that duty has been forgotten.
I know it stinks, Spenser, but you didn't give us enough.
You mean not enough to fight their money.
It doesn't matter what you're fighting.
It's what you're fighting with.
We look at evidence and you lose.
I'm not here to put on cases that cost
the commonwealth money and lose 'em.
I thought you were here to ensure justice for all.
Those kids are k*lling for kicks
and if their targets were suits and ties or women on Beacon Hill
would you turn 'em loose?
Would you tassel an approval if they go on k*lling?
Yeah, I'm trying to hammer on your conscience.
You think I sleep at night about all of this?
They have to be stopped.
Well, then you've gotta find the evidence to stop 'em, don't you?
Okay, alright, okay.
Hey, Spenser..
...you're not a rookie. You win some, you lose some.
That's the way it goes.
I guess that makes me a poor sport.
(Spenser) I couldn't argue with civil court procedure.
Not and win anyway.
I figured I didn't have anything to lose
by finding out if there was any m*llitary justice to be had.
(Spenser) 'Those are the first five victims.'
'The sixth is being buried tomorrow.'
'His name was Joe Adams.'
There's no evidence to connect my daughter
with these crimes and no motive.
Let's talk about your daughter for a minute.
What we would be talking about is a young woman
who has been first in her class since her first day of school.
She began Advanced Placement courses by the time she was .
- She has an intelligence-- - I don't think she's dumb.
I think she's sick.
So you said.
Elizabeth may want to answer these charges
herself, Mr. Spenser.
And since they're still being leveled at Mr. Holmby
'I took the liberty of inviting him to join us as well.'
Now...you were saying.
Cold...very cold.
(general) 'What, does it bother you to make the charges face to face
with my daughter in my presence?
Daddy, he's not afraid, he's just obsessed.
Obsessed?
The publicity he got for saving that poor little girl
gave him a chance to call attention to himself.
He was clever enough to find a way to stay in the spotlight.
The best defense is a counter att*ck, right?
No, sir. The best defense against the lie is the truth.
Is your father a career man too, Chip?
Yes, sir.
Do you resent him as much as she resents daddy two stars here?
Who the hell do you think you're talking to?
A hard working man whose primary dedication
has been to his country and career.
I'm not here to throw bricks at that.
But, general, you better start dedicating some time
to these two right now.
I let you in here because you said you have proof
that my daughter needed psychiatric help.
(Elizabeth on answering machine) 'Did you think you'd have a fire to put out?
'Well, you do.'
'Since you're Boston's latest hero'
'you get a chance to prove how good a detective'
'you really are.'
''Cause people all over Boston will go on dying'
'until find us, Spenser.'
[click]
That's the recording we told you about, general.
The one that he made Liz read into the telephone
when his answering machine came on.
They don't wanna hear the truth
and they don't wanna tell the truth.
But the truth is, general, they need help..
...and if you don't help 'em
you can write these two off for good.
Spenser, you'll either walk out of here on your own
or by God I'm gonna throw you out myself.
No, daddy, that's what he wants.
Anything to make what he's saying credible in any way.
Mr. Spenser..
'...I don't know why you chose Chip and me'
'but I think that it's a good thing for you that you did..'
...because we share something besides the m*llitary.
We share a belief that can help us forgive you
for what you're doing.
If you can find a way to explain yourself to God
I know he'll forgive you, too.
Amen.
Hm.
Sorry to have taken your time, general.
Spenser..
...you forgot something.
I may have trouble forgiving..
...but I don't forget.
Daddy, don't, just let him go, he can't hurt us
and he can't fight God, can he?
No, baby...no.
(male #) 'O merciful Savior'
'we commend thy servant Joseph.'
'A sheep of thine own fold.'
'A lamb of thine own flock.'
'A sinner of thine own redeeming.'
Eternal rest, grant onto him, oh, Lord
and let perpetual light shine upon him.
Amen.
(Alice) He's goin' to k*ll those kids!
Can you stop him?
I didn't even know if I wanted to stop Hawk.
But I still knew I couldn't help him.
It was a real moral dilemma
so I took it to church.
I was still hoping they had a conscience
that I could make them feel something close to guilt.
Enough to make them see they had another choice.
A choice that could save them.
I lived in their shadows
and I stood in their sunlight
to make sure they knew I was there.
[instrumental music]
I never saw him, but after a while I could feel
someone else in my own shadow.
Someone I knew would be there
sooner or later.
The next move was theirs.
And I hoped they'd make the right one
and make it before it was too late.
[dramatic music]
I'm not afraid of you.
You could have fooled me, Chipper.
(Elizabeth) 'But that isn't all that difficult, Mr. Spenser.'
Well, olly olly oxen free.
We would have left you alone.
You mean the game is really over?
We've proved everything we wanted to.
So it's on to higher scientific experiments then, right?
I'll give you one thing, you were brave.
Past tense.
I guess the end is near.
You don't think we'll do it.
No.
I don't think you'll do it.
[dramatic music]
Doesn't matter how it happens, Spenser.
There's no code involved here.
You are going to die.
[dramatic music]
Do it.
[g*nsh*t]
[Elizabeth screams]
[g*n cocks]
No!
[g*nsh*t]
(Chip) 'Aah!'
[instrumental music]
It was a long time before I went back
to sculling on the Charles
and I never pass that boathouse without remembering
the way Joe Adams' K*llers came to justice.
"Even-handed justice."
Shakespeare called it "Macbeth."
If that were true
why did I feel such rage?
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