05x05 - Once More from Birdland

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I learned a lesson tonight... Theo.

You actually risk your lives. That's
no small thing to do for a stranger.

Well, we're all strangers unless we choose otherwise.

Look, your father, where'd he
get the money to buy that g*n?

He may have thought he'd find it in my apartment.

How about the rest of the quartet?

I think he heard from Joe Penney now and then.

But I don't know about the others. Joe Penney...

Joe Penney.

Ah, from the Birdland to the pits.

The Bowery Follies. Can you believe that?

OK.

Can I ask why you're looking for this individual?

We want to make sure no-one gets hurt.

'Were you involved in a m*rder trial back in 19637

Sorry, you got the wrong...party.

I've been waiting for Milano to get out for years.

It's gotta be about him.

Bobby, maybe we ought to go to the police.

Who's that gonna help now?

Paul is safe but Addison could still come after you.

Keep the doors locked, don't go out for anything.

Where are you going? Where I always go, to work.

If Milano makes a wrong move on me,

I'll defend myself.

why don't you ask the
waitress, see what he's drinking?

Hey, Joe, Look, I'm sorry to butt in.

I'm Lieutenant Kojak, Manhattan
South, I got a couple of questions.

what'd I do now? It's about KC Milano.

KC's been pulling hard time for 14 years.

I know, but he got out a couple
of days ago and got a g*n.

We think he's Looking to put the record straight.

It wasn't right what they did to KC.

No way would he just jump
up and knock off some pusher.

The man wasn't even a junkie.

Truth of the matter is

Marion, his wife, that was her problem, not his.

I'm a coffee freak. Thanks.

What did you put in there, anise?

I used to do it that way all the time.

I remember.

Oh, my goodness.

Oh.

Oh.

Francesca.

Last time I saw you, you
could stand under a grand piano.

Remember, in Birdland?

On the stage? Yeah, we'd be
rehearsing, you'd run coffee for us.

Oh. I must say you do look the
best part of your mom, you know?

And I am sorry about her passing away.

That was five years ago, Joe.

She was feeling really good by then.

How's my father, Joe?

Your father? How would I know, baby?

Joe, he's out.

He doesn't want to see me, talk to me.

Well, that's not so...

Joe...

...if there's anything you can tell us,

anything to help...

Please.

OK, all right, he was here.

He borrowed 200 bucks.

We talked about the good old days and other stuff,

What other stuff?

Well, whenever he read about
you they only mentioned two things.

that KC Milano was your father

and your father was a m*rder*r.

Oh, no, no.

That never hurt me.

I know, but it hurts him.

That's why he went to find that detective who said

he saw him sh**t that pusher.
He wanted him to tell the truth.

So it's Smith, not Addison he's after?

Joe, that helps.

How was he? How was he?

Oh, scared. But does he ever love and respect you!

Told me you've got a voice
that speaks from your heart.

All he wishes is you had
others to be close to, like...

like we all had each other in the good days.

I wish that too.

Well, maybe you got 'em, you just don't know it.



I got a 13, got a 13, got a 13. 13 dollars.

Got a 14, got a 14, got a 14. Got a 15, got a 15.

Thank you. Got a 16?





KC...

I got 16 over there. Do I have 17?



sold to that gentleman over there,
wrap it up. $17. What a bargain.

Wow! Oh-h*! Wow!

Woo! What you doing here?

Smith is an ex-detective. Got his
address from the bartenders' union.

'Got a pencil? It's not too far from here.'

I don't need a pencil. '66
East 4th Street. Now a biggie.'

Addison's dead,

stabbed. They found him in his
car on 125th Street a half hour ago.

Addison? Forsooth! Stabbed?

The king of the block is dead, Long Live the King!

Come on, I'll tell you more in the car.

You want $500 for a private eye?

You got it, KC. You don't need
him. I know where this man is.

Smith? You know?

I remembered him from the trial.

I saw him about six months ago.

I was in a night game at Yankee Stadium.

He's a bartender, practically across the street,

a big Irish bar.

Meagan's. Meagan's!

If I'd been younger I'd have
beat his head in for what he did.

Well, I've got my own plans for him.

KC. Hm? Gonna start playing again?

No, Bob, I'm dying. I've had
three attacks in six months.

That's why they let me out early.

I'm gonna get this detective to write down the truth.

Hm? Now, if he won't sign the
statement, I'm gonna k*ll him.

What have I got to lose? I'm going anyway.

KC, I doubt you're gonna k*ll
him. Well, don't be too sure of that.

Just keep an eye on Francesca, please.

ALL right. Just get down there and talk to her.

why not? Why not? And Bob, er,

well, if you hear anything bad
happening to me... Hey, hey, hey!

No, just listen. Just tell her that no father...

no father every loved his daughter more.

I don't understand. what do you want?

Your husband, Mrs Smith. I don't know where he is.

Please, Mrs Smith, help us
before somebody else gets hurt.

who are you?

I'm KC Milano's daughter.

I've always felt so sorry for you.

Your father...

...didn't k*ll anybody.

You should know that.

I always have.

who did, Mrs Smith?

His name is Addison.

He's a cruel man.

He told my husband to cover for him or else.

Or else what?

Our son was four at the time.

Addison had seen him at the hotel with his father.

He said he would k*ll him if
Bobby didn't frame your father.

He'd k*ll him,

With anybody else, that would've been a bluff, but...

not with Addison.

So...

we...

we made a decision.

your father in jail.

For our son alive.

Well, what would you have done?

Mrs Smith, Addison is dead.

If your husband and my father
hurt each other now it'd be terrible.

Would you please tell us where he is? Yes, yes.

Thought I'd recognise you. Mm hm.

I got old fast.

You got a back room where we can do some talking?

Yeah.

Be back in a minute, Jim.

Now you write down the truth,

everything that really happened,

about me, about yourself,

why you put me in jail.

You owe it to me, and you owe it to my daughter too.

Got a bartender named Smith?
He went in the back office.

Alone? No, with another guy.

Go call a patrol.

Think what you did to us.

Let me tell it to you first.

It begins with a man named Addison

and a boy of mine named Paul.

Pa. Yes.

Police.

Relax, Addison's dead.

Call your wife.

I didn't mean for you to know
I was out, for you to worry.

You all right?

I am now.

They gave me six months.

There's no way I'm gonna go before that.

Ladies and gentlemen - Ms Francesca Milano.

I would like to introduce to you my father, KC Milano.

Standing here together is a
dream I never thought could happen.

I will spend the rest of my life thanking those people

who helped make this dream come true.

Because of their courage and love

my world is a much bigger place.

In the audience tonight

we also have two other
members of the KC Milano Quartet,

Joe Penney, one of the world's greatest jazz pianists

and Mr Bob Harris, my father's
co writer and lead guitarist.

Don't sit down, up here.

What's going on?

Oh, no, no, no. I haven't
played in years. It's about time.

Yeah. Ladies and gentlemen, the quartet's theme song,

For All We Know.