Yeah?
Don?
Vic?
Don, I gotta see you.
Where are you?
A construction site on
It's across from Tony's
old place, you remember?
Won't you bust out of
prison?
Please, Don, I...
I don't have much time.
No more questions, huh?
Just get here.
What's the matter?
Well, Buddy, um... Yeah, I got
picked up for drunk and driving.
I said I'd bail him out.
I'll borrow your car, okay?
I don't have that many days off, Don.
Yeah, there you go.
Now let me talk and you listen, huh?
Let's get to a doctor.
No, no, no, no. There's no time.
You've got to do something for me.
Yeah, yeah. What?
I want you to k*ll Pietro Anselmo.
What are you talking about?
I went to prison for Isinger
Alamo,
but my best friend Anselmo,
he was the one that blew him
away and then fed me to the cops.
I found out about it a
couple of weeks ago.
so I thought I could take
care of it myself, but...
You're my brother.
Now you k*ll him for me, huh?
You promise?
You swear to it?
Yeah, I swear.
Now get away from me.
Oh, my God.
...Jack, Manhattan
South. We picked up your
escapee Bruno less than
an hour ago. He's dead.
Yeah. Well, that's where I'm calling.
Why don't you hang on a second?
Hey, Warden, this is Dr. Martin Lang,
City Department of Health. He's here.
I think a conversation between you
two would make more sense right now.
It's the warden, dear. You've been waiting
for this call ever since Bruno busted out.
I assume that Bruno was
injected with a substance
similar to Pastorella pestis.
Yeah, I know the variant.
All right, where
do we stand? I see.
How are they injected?
Well, patrolman Reynolds
and Metcalf answered the call.
Morgue attendants Tannenbaum
and Metty rolled the wagon.
Reynolds and Metcalf are now
relieved on duty.
They're in the isolation ward at Bellevue along with the
Morgue attendants and the guard.
Any serum or antidotes? Vaccines?
At least it's something to get started on.
Yeah, we'll keep in touch.
I think that sample on the show what
I now know from talking to the warden.
It's called arcani domida.
Which means?
Captain McNeil, this is
Dr. Martin Lang, city department.
Doctor?
It's roughly means, captain.
The Asian variant of the demonic plague.
It's occurred three
times in the last century.
In 1911 in Shenzhen province of China.
Siam in 1923.
Another 19,000 victims.
Last year, there were six
recorded deaths in South Vietnam.
Who is he?
Well, he was Victor Bruno.
The con who escaped from
Deerhaven?
That's our boy.
He's done five to life
for m*rder at Attica.
Last week he was brought to Deerhaven
as a volunteer for a medical project.
Is he a local resident?
I pulled his jacket.
We're getting a rundown
on family and associates now.
Now what are we up against?
Same thing that the governor of
Shenzhen province was up against.
A disease that can be communicated
simply by expelling breath from the lungs.
Lovers kiss.
Standing next to somebody on the subway.
When was he
inoculated? It was 5.
Along with four other prisoners.
Working back from the time of death.
I guess he became active
some time earlier this morning.
He escaped around 4 a.m.
So that anyone he touched
or touched in could have it?
Or could be carrying it.
Yeah, fellas, it works like that too.
A person can pick up
the germ carried around.
Not show any signs of the illness.
Throw around plague
like sandwiches at a picnic.
You know, there was a kid in
Puerto Rico from the description.
Watchman says he cut and ran.
Now let's assume the worst.
He's infected.
What's the earliest he becomes active?
Assuming a 34-hour
minimum incubation period.
I'd say sometime around
It's a little over 30 hours.
I'll call the commissioner's office.
I want to keep the lid on
this as long as possible.
We can locate the boy.
We can treat him and check
out anyone he's contacted.
Okay.
Daywatch, check out
Bruno's family and friends
and the special squad
to flood the barrio.
Headquarters can inform the mayor's office.
Tell me, doctor.
Bruno knew what he was up against?
Certainly he volunteered.
He knew that by jumping Deerhaven.
He was k*lling himself, right?
Well, something was important enough to him
that he was willing
to give up his life for it.
Which explains why he
volunteered to begin with.
To get transferred from a maximum security
facility to a minimum security facility.
The Winter State Four.
It runs past Deerhaven.
How do we get from there?
All the way down to First Avenue.
Skateboard?
What do you hope to accomplish?
Give me some answers, Crocker.
Just don't stand there.
Answers, baby, move.
Yeah, hold it a minute.
Roll up your sleeve.
That Puerto Rican boy may be benign now,
but we have no guarantee
that by the time we get to him,
he and the people with whom he's come
in contact won't be in the active phase.
Which is almost always terminal.
Hello, Prince.
Dr. Lane, Sergeant Prince from Forensic.
Hey.
How you doing?
What did this guy have, anyway?
What do you have?
Well, you know about the
Puerto Rican boy, right?
Got a sketch from the watchman.
Got men pointing to
Spanish Harlem right now.
Door to door from here north.
What else? Well, we found
partials of Bruno's fingerprints on
the receiver and the coin
slot in the phone booth.
So apparently he called someone.
And if we're right, it was a male about
six feet tall weighing under 185 pounds.
And driving a compact.
How can you be so certain of that?
Footprints and tire tracks.
Now you have a boy and a man to track down.
Six foot, 185 pounds in a city this size.
Do you have any idea how many
jokers fall into this category?
All right.
You got a rundown
on Bruno?
Yeah. Boy, it's all here.
Boiling it down.
He owned a restaurant on Mulberry Street.
He had a partner named Lorenzo Girolamo.
They argued often and loud.
And one night, Victor decided
to end all the disputes with a 45.
That's one way of resolving a conflict.
People?
By their busload.
All of Corsican descent
with Italian last names.
Who's checking out those names?
Stavros, Saperstein, Rizzo, Tracy, Kornblum,
O'Brien, Sergeant Vines on the phone.
What about Bruno's immediate family?
He has an ex-wife named Nina.
She hasn't answered the phone.
I've got a unit outside her place.
Probably works for a living.
Find out where. Anybody else?
A brother named Dominic, 29 years old.
He lives at 10th and Houston.
The Moor got in touch with him
earlier and broke the news to him.
But we didn't assign a man to him.
Figured you'd like to do that yourself.
Reckon?
Ran his name through BCI six years ago.
He had a parking ticket.
I'm with Bruno.
Lieutenant Kojak, Manhattan South.
Detective Stavros.
May we come in?
Oh, yeah. Sorry.
When did you see Victor last?
A couple of months ago.
Where, at Attica?
Yeah.
How about last night?
I don't catch it.
You know Bruno, Vick's widow?
You know where she's living?
Somewhere on East
Why? Well, he made a
phone call before he died.
We thought he might have called her.
No, I don't think so.
The way things stood between them, I think
she'd be the last one he'd try to contact.
Okay. Who'd be the
first? I don't know.
I really don't.
Well, think about it.
Maybe it'll come to you.
You know, I've already
got a list of names of
friends and business
associates, your brothers.
But I'd like you to make up your own list.
Would you do that for me?
Yeah, I can do that, sure.
Then I can send a man over to pick it up.
You and Victor close?
We were close, yeah.
Where do you work, Don?
Greenpoint Welding.
Look.
I'm sorry about your brother.
Well, he didn't have such a great life.
I guess I'll let me know
when I can bury you.
Oh, sure. What kind of a
car do you drive, Don? I don't.
I sold it last year. I couldn't
handle the insurance.
Why? Just part of
the investigation.
You haven't told anybody
about Victor's death, have you?
No, I just got to call myself a while ago.
I figure it'll be in the papers.
Well, not really. Not right away.
Don, I'd appreciate it if you
wouldn't say anything to anybody.
Okay? Yeah.
Take it easy, Don.
Around the clock surveillance.
Yes, sir.
You're going to have to be careful.
Chances are, he'll be following me.
You wait here about
an hour or so after I
leave, and then you go
out the back way, okay?
Will I see you tonight? Yeah.
But not here. About nine o'clock
at the Baychester, remember?
You lied to me last night.
Was you Victor called?
Yeah. I lied.
Dr. Lang, the Commissioner's office called.
I understand we have an ex-convict
in the morgue and a few other
people, possibly at large, who
possibly came in contact with him.
We can be more definite than that.
Well, the potential for
panic here is inestimable.
I mean, this city can barely
keep its head above water as it is.
Now, if you think we'll hold still for just
one moment, I mean, just one moment,
while you run around chalking plague
signs on people's doors, you're mistaken.
Sorry?
Private conference?
Not at all.
Dr. Lang, I'm sure you know
Mr. DiMato from the mayor's office?
Doctor, I want you to know that our office
understands the severity of the problem.
Do you?
Now, all we're concerned
about is that we don't
scare ourselves to death
prior to the necessity.
I mean, you have a lot
of statistics that go back to
something about China that
happened over a half a century ago.
Well, let me give you some current ones.
There are over 10 million
people in the city on any given day.
I think I know the figures
of our population, doctor.
I'm just as concerned
about this as you are.
Oh, I hope so.
Because according to the Center for
Disease Control in Atlanta, Georgia,
if we were to gather up all
the tetracycline, streptomycin,
chloromycin from every public
and private source in this country,
we still couldn't effectively
treat this city's population.
So what are you going
to tell the rest of your
citizens when they start
dropping in the streets?
That's a miserable situation.
Oh, yes, it is.
And that's why the government
has been pulling volunteering
prisoners out of maximum
security installations
and putting them into
places like Dear Haven in
the hopes of finding a
more easily managed...
Alright, but still, when you
ask us to impose a quarantine...
Mr. DiMato, I am not going to ask you anything.
When I decide that the
health and safety of this
city's inhabitants require
a quarantine, I'll order it.
Cap McNeil.
Yeah, hold on.
Crocker.
What's up?
What was this?
Ah, okay, I got it.
Well, we've been wondering how
Bruno made it in from Deerhaven, right?
Truck driver named George Harris
picked up a hitchhike on Interstate 4
while making a run from Rochester
to the city early this morning.
So as the man got sick in a cab, after he
dropped him off, Harris got the one on him.
It might be something contagious.
Checked into one of
the city health officers.
They took a blood sample.
He's got it.
I wish I could tell you
something, Lieutenant.
Anything to help you, dear.
But, uh... Well, we weren't really all
that close, Eddie, or Victor Bruno and me.
Oh, no?
You know, I was under
the impression that you were
the best of friends, both
here and in the old country.
Ah, the old country, yes.
But America isn't Corsica.
Too many streets here.
Too many ways to turn.
Victor goes this way, I go that.
Maybe if you talk to Travino.
Is that Joseph Travino
with the hawk shop? No, no.
One of my men
already interviewed him.
He hasn't seen Bruno in months.
Well, that's how it goes.
I'm sorry.
Good cheese.
It's about the case, I imagine.
The case? Yeah.
Victor wants to appeal.
Tell him, uh... Tell him when you
see him that Salmo wishes him luck.
Okay.
You'll do that?
I'll do that.
How are you?
I'm gonna fix your plate.
No, no, no, no.
Lasagna!
No, thank you, Mrs. T. I'm in a hurry.
Well, have a glass of wine.
Come on, sit down.
Yeah, I don't see you
no more at the Carmines.
I don't see you at the Bocce games.
I don't see you at mass.
You must have something pretty
special to keep you that occupied, huh?
Yeah, something special.
Cops come by earlier.
Asked me about your brother, Vic.
They want to know
when I last talked to him.
I told them I went up to
see him about six weeks ago.
Seemed like he was doing hard time, Tom.
Yeah, I've seen him since.
He's doing easy time now.
Oh, that's good.
Tom, I never forget what I owe him for.
A finito? Yeah.
Family.
That's all.
I need a g*n, Joe.
That, I don't believe.
I know you, what, 20 years.
I never once seen you lose your temper.
Now you need a g*n.
That's right, I never needed one before.
But I need one now.
I remember you saying you kept the
g*n because of the pawn shop, you know.
Joe, just one more thing.
You can say no.
I understand perfectly.
I think the cops are following me.
Put it on the back way.
In the garage.
Open the trunk of the car.
Get in.
Close it.
I send my wife downstairs.
She, she'll get you out of here.
Hi, yes.
I'll get some more wood.
Don't worry about it.
If the check had come, I
would have bought some.
The check is always late.
Don't worry about it.
Mrs. Espinosa says the police
cars are all over the neighborhood.
Sure.
The check never gets here on time.
But the fuss, they can always find a way.
Jose, you talk like an old man sometimes.
Ay, qué voy a hacer contigo, muchacho.
Well, you better go over
and get Trevino down.
Make sure, one way or another,
that Bruno isn't with them.
So help me. If a dude with
one traffic ticket loses his tail.
All right, get a hold of
someone at Greenpoint Welding.
Every day they can give us some Dom Bruno.
Pals, girlfriends, places
he hung out at the works.
Something go wrong?
Something go right.
Half the floors combing the streets.
We still haven't been able to
turn up Bruno's ex-wife or widow.
Whatever she is.
You pulled the package on the
girl on the homicide? Right here.
Anything on the boy?
That's obviously in a similar detail.
Check all the elementary school teachers.
But if that kid ever went to class,
it wasn't off enough
to leave an impression.
I'll tell you that.
Well, the Department of
Health is getting a lot of calls.
I'm not sure that food poisoning
story is such a hot cover.
Well, we got a thousand cops
looking for a 12-year-old boy.
What do I get for the reason?
Embezzlement of public
funds? Hey, Mac.
Hey, Lieutenant, call for you.
Yeah, Greenpoint Welding.
That's right.
Thank you.
This is Kojak.
Good, not so good.
Oh, wait a minute. I thought you told
me she worked for an insurance office.
I see.
Well, if you hear from her,
leave a message to Rochester.
Contact her immediately.
Nina Bruno, she switched jobs.
Last Monday, she started
working at the bus terminal.
For Corwin Auto Rentals.
So?
When I talked to Dom Bruno,
there was a cap with the
initials C-A-R in his living room.
Oh.
Well, we were wondering what
Bruno would give his life for.
I guess if he found out his ex-wife
was shacking up with his brother,
he might have decided he
didn't care what happened.
Yeah?
Lieutenant, this is Stavros.
I'm at 23rd and 2nd Street.
We got a possible, Lieutenant.
The name is Jose Mendez.
Little girl thinks he
lives somewhere nearby.
She's gonna show us the way.
Yeah.
Back where we started, huh?
Did you have to say that?
It didn't mean anything.
It's just that...
those are good memories for me.
It was raining, remember?
We got soaked at the game.
You gave me a coat.
We came back here and
you... Dom, what's the matter?
What do you mean, what's the matter?
My brother's on a slab in the morgue.
You want widow's weeds?
No, but you could feel something.
No.
No, that's where you're wrong.
You should know that
better than anybody else.
Tell me, and I'll try.
You want grief?
If it hadn't been for you, no
man would look at me now.
You want guilt?
Didn't we walk around for three years
afraid to look at each other?
Dodge each other?
Fighting it?
How do we get into these things?
Dom, I know it's hard to see,
but we have a chance now.
We don't have to think about
Victor coming home and finding out.
And if we're patient,
in a few months we can get married.
Victor's dying is a break for us, huh?
I didn't say that.
What's the g*n for?
I was looking for cigarettes.
I don't have a right to ask.
You know, it's funny.
You're born in this country.
You grow up, you go
to school, you get a job.
You think, that's me.
That's who I am.
All that old country
stuff, that's in the past,
as far away as the island.
What are you talking about?
Then your brother is dying,
soaked in his own sweat.
And he says you've got to k*ll for him.
And you say something like,
sure, who did you have in mind?
k*ll?
Who did Victor want k*lled?
You know, I never had a
g*n in my hand in my life.
I picked that up,
I loaded it,
I threw a b*llet in the chamber.
Dom.
Not my good kind,
gentle Dom.
You couldn't k*ll anybody.
Anselmo gave Victor to the cops.
He framed him.
I can k*ll Anselmo.
That's crazy.
Anselmo was the only one who testified
that he was with Vic.
I swore he couldn't have k*lled Duralamo.
Vic got fired to life,
but Anselmo in his corner,
that's a witness.
Dom.
Please listen to me.
Don't throw away your life over
some crazy Corsican vendetta.
I love you.
I love you, Nina.
Dom, please don't leave me.
Is this your son, Mrs.
Mendez? It looks like him.
What, is he here now?
No.
Can I talk to you, ma'am?
Where is he now?
I don't know.
You mean it's 9. 30 at night and
you're not concerned where he is?
I have to ask him to do most
of the things that a man does.
So when he goes out,
I don't always ask him where he's going.
Did he tell you he was at a
new construction site last night?
No.
No.
Is that where he was?
You want to arrest the boy in the
picture for stealing wood?
No, Mrs. Mendez.
Because you will be very busy if
you arrest all the boys in the area
who have to steal something to survive.
Oh, oh.
But you usually wait till they're 14,
then you can send them away someplace.
Oh, Mrs. Mendez.
I'm not here to arrest Jose.
I'm here because if he was at that site,
he may have been exposed
to a highly dangerous disease.
What will happen to him
if you don't find him?
Mrs. Mendez, I have a feeling a lot of
people have been giving you the runaround.
Well, I don't want to do that.
I'm going to tell you straight away.
The disease that Jose may
have been exposed to is often fatal.
Morte, danger, death.
He was there.
It's at 1st and 29th Street.
I'm burning wood that he takes from there.
Thank you.
How long ago did he leave?
Maybe 20 minutes.
Where was he
going? I don't know.
He saw the police
cars and he left.
He must have a reason for doing that.
When have the police cars brought
us something good?
Try the park.
Sometimes it's mixed into
the movie on 10th Street.
And there's an alley behind the pool hall on...
on 2nd Avenue and 17th Street.
Señora, I'm afraid you
have to come with me.
You see, you've been
exposed to that disease as well.
But suppose Jose comes home and I'm gone.
There'll be someone here.
There'll be someone here
all the time from now on.
Now, when did the Romans
come?
Then came the... The Vandals.
You see, you almost got it.
Nobody teaches your kids
anything of this anymore.
Nothing of the past.
The world started yesterday
with space capsules.
Don, come in.
Come in, come in.
What a surprise.
I thought you forgot I was alive.
No, I didn't forget, Anselmo.
I was teaching my
nephew some of the history.
I'll bet you don't remember
it that good yourself, huh?
We have some things to talk about, Anselmo.
Paul, I think you'd better go to bed.
It's getting late,
huh?
Yes, sir.
Good night, Uncle.
How's Victor?
Victor died last night in my arms.
I don't understand.
He escaped from prison.
What is this, Dom?
He told me you fingered him for the police.
That you did the k*lling
that he went up for.
You're supposed to bring
wine and a loaf of bread.
It's part of the ceremony.
Did he tell you why?
What difference does it make now?
If I k*lled someone and sent my best friend
to jail for it, I had to have a reason.
It's all in the past, Anselmo.
Oh, no.
It's not in the past.
The reason isn't in the past.
It's walking around the streets.
Breathing the fresh air.
Sleeping with a man.
I thought she'd sleep
with me after Vic was gone.
But no.
She didn't give me another look
after she got what she wanted.
His brother!
Victor must have found
out only half the truth.
You've got to be grateful.
I give it all to you.
Thank God.
Hey.
We're gonna give you a shot, son.
Then get ready to answer about a
thousand questions, okay?
Pray for us.
Now and at the hour of our death.
Go away from me, Nina.
It was on the 11 o'clock news.
Anselmo isn't dead, Dom.
He will be.
Dom, they're looking for you.
For both of us now.
That was on the news, too.
But we have a chance.
If he doesn't die and you give
yourself up, we have a chance.
A chance to do what?
What is it, Dom?
You knew he was innocent, didn't you?
What are you talking about?
That very first time we were together, you
knew that Anselmo k*lled Geronimo for you.
No.
No, that's not true.
I swear.
No!
Don't swear!
You let him rot in jail for six years
knowing that he was innocent.
Why did you do it?
Why?
Don't you know why? I'm from St.
They came to Mary's Church this morning.
The officers searched the premises.
Now tell me something.
If they'd been a little earlier, would
they have found Dominic Bruno?
Well, I've been doing some
horror work on this case.
There's a report here
dated September 11, 1966
about an as*ault at the
Villa Quinto restaurant
in which you were the alleged victim.
Oh, the report mentions a
knife slash on the left cheek.
Victor paid for his skin graft.
The report indicates his brother
Dominic stopped him before he
slashed you so badly not even
a plastic surgeon could help you.
All that happened a long time ago.
And you never pressed charges.
We don't do things that way.
Whose way?
The Bruno family?
Or the citizens of Corsican descent?
Have it however you want it.
The officers said you knew Victor was dead.
How?
From Dom, maybe.
You know, this Corsican
thing is interesting.
The concept of setting your own
problems without going to the police.
What do they call it, the vendetta?
There are books on it.
You ought to buy one.
Okay.
Now suppose Victor hadn't died.
Suppose he'd lived and reached you.
Would you have helped him
get away from us?
I suppose so.
Even though he almost
hacked you to death once.
I can't explain things like this to you.
Do you know why Dom
shot Anselmo last night?
No.
And I believe now that Dom
and Victor met when he was dying.
Do you think it's possible Victor
suggested to Dom that he k*ll Anselmo?
Yes, I suppose so.
Well, we're looking for Dom now.
If he came to you,
would you help him
escape also?
Oh, yes.
Like I would aid a helpless child.
Well, he wasn't what you'd
call a helpless child last night.
Anselmo was on an operating
table fighting for his life.
He was helpless to change
what was going to happen to him.
On the island, if a man hears that another man
is out to k*ll him, he never hides.
He shaves.
Puts on his best suit.
Walks down to the square and waits.
You mean he accepts his death?
His or that of the one who
means to k*ll him or both.
I don't suppose that
makes much sense to you.
Does it to you?
For a long time it didn't.
But now that Victor is dead
and Anselmo is
dying,
Dom will die.
Is there another name?
Oh, yes.
There is always another name.
The last time I looked
up there, it said noon.
Well, look, Marty, we're not home free yet.
But Kojak got every available cop in
Manhattan looking for Dominic Bruno.
So it's being ahead of the election.
Dr. Lang, quarantine.
But not enough.
Get some suction.
Bring the burger.
That's it.
Give it to him.
Give me the oxygen.
Good.
Just pull.
Turn it on.
Good.
Where's the IV?
Don't you have an IV going?
Get an IV going.
That's it.
Bring it in.
Good.
Breathe deep.
Easy, doctor.
Easy, doctor.
That's it.
Now, what is it?
What do you think it is?
He's in the active phase.
Just coughed up half a cup of blood.
It's only 30 hours.
You said 34 was the known
minimum incubation period.
All right.
So I said 34 hours was the known
incubation period until Jose Mendez.
What do you think this is, an
exact science, algebra, geometry?
Well, then Dom Bruno could be active, too.
I don't know if the
course of the disease is
any different in New
York than it is in China.
And I don't know if Puerto
Ricans react any different in Asians.
All I know is he's active.
We blew it.
Three city departments, a whole
metropolitan police force, and we blew it.
Come off it.
This is hardly the time to be worrying
about ourselves or how we look.
Hello, operator.
This is Dr. Martin Lang, medical
officer for the health department.
Get me the Federal Center for
Disease Control in Atlanta, Georgia.
And stay on the line until I release you.
What about the shots? Did the
boy get them in time?
I don't know.
Epidemiology, please.
Dr. Nevins, this is Dr. Lang.
If you got those shots in time
in the feral crest, then it'll break.
And if not... George?
Yeah, this is Morty.
We talked earlier about the need for
a rapid collection of the AD vaccine.
Well, it's a reality now.
As of 5.30 p.m. this evening, this
entire city is placed under quarantine.
All right, we got to go
all the way with this.
They're going to be coming
off the walls downtown.
I'll call the commissioner's office.
We'll close off traffic on all the bridges
to the other boroughs, subways too.
You have bus terminals?
And we'll hold the trains
at Penn and Grand Central?
Yeah, it'll take some time.
We don't just turn a hand on it.
We can't handle the force that stops.
Once the quarantine goes into
effect, we'll use special services.
All right, I've notified
the mayor's office,
the city council, and
the governor's office.
What about the vaccine?
Well, our force is making the
collection effort for us, thank you.
It's being flown in from
Atlanta into Kennedy.
The choppers are already on the runway.
They're waiting to bring it into the city.
Now, whatever there is, we're getting.
Anselmo just came out of surgery.
They did what they could, but it looks
like the last trip to the corner, baby.
They tried to check the pieces
of the wood,
so hard,
hard.
Hey, pal, I'm late for a bus.
If you can give me the bus terminal on
time, there's an extra deuce in it for you.
We would have had the car at your
home, but the computer broke down.
I will contact you as soon as possible.
Sorry, sir.
Joseph Anselmo, you
understand that this declaration
has no validity in court, unless it's
given by a man who believes he's dying.
I meet the requirements.
I tell you, Dominic Bruno
shot me for his brother.
Vic found out that I spent Girolamo.
He couldn't get to me himself, so...
Hey, don't build a sweat.
You can always get him for the girl.
What girl?
You didn't know?
Neither did Dom.
I had to tell him she was
the one who put me up to it.
Had me send Vic to the farm
so she could have his brother.
Should have seen the look on his face.
It was almost worth it all.
I call the bus terminal.
I'd like the security officers
rolling any units in the facility.
They're looking for
Dom, but watch that girl.
It's a pretty public place, Theo.
Maybe he'll wait till she's off duty.
Maybe he can't.
Easy listening.
We interrupt this program
for a special warning
just issued by the New York
City Department of Health.
Dominic Bruno.
Dominic Bruno.
You are strongly urged to seek medical aid.
You are in danger from a
highly communicable disease.
Contact any doctor at once.
That's where you're wrong, champ.
You see a doctor when you want to get well.
I didn't get you, pal.
I said you're doing fine.
Keep it up.
It's all yours.
Nina!
Nina!
Look out!
He's got a g*n!
Su hijo esta bien.
I said you wanted to see me.
When you came to my
house, I said, when have
the police cars brought
us anything good?
I know now that you were
trying to save Jose's life.
So I wanted to apologize and
thank you.
Thank you.
Well you don't have to
apologize to me, senora.
You know a crisis comes along, an
outside threat a city pulls together.
The emergency passes, we lose what we could
have gained, and like that, the next time
you see a situation where
you think the police could
hey, you give me
a call, okay?
All right.
Now that you know the way.
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03x18 - A Wind from Corsica
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Show revolved around the efforts of the tough and incorruptible Lieutenant Theodopolus Kojak, a bald, dapper, New York City policeman, who was fond of Tootsie Pops and of using the catchphrases, "Who loves ya, baby?" and "Cootchie-coo!"
Show revolved around the efforts of the tough and incorruptible Lieutenant Theodopolus Kojak, a bald, dapper, New York City policeman, who was fond of Tootsie Pops and of using the catchphrases, "Who loves ya, baby?" and "Cootchie-coo!"