04x25 - Another Gypsy Queen

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This was in Chicago.

My wife and both babies k*lled in a fire.

I told your father, got me to come to New
York, help him organize some business.

I had no interest in it.

And then I saw this one, 14 years old.

She had made a $3,000 budget all by
herself.

You know what her family wanted for her?

$15,000.

Victor, if we had the money you are
asking, we would be glad.

I had no money, but I saw something I had
to have.

And I made that bridal price in six weeks.

Victor, we have nothing but respect for
you and your family.

Then how can you offer
me $12,000 for the most

beautiful, and clever, and
obedient daughter in history?

Sir, I am willing to
pledge myself to you for

as much as you want,
for as long as you want.

The greatest pledge is cash.

$40,000.

In the meantime, others are interested.

Victor, since Julian has no family except
his aunt and uncle, there is, you know,

an old Hungarian tradition.

Sonia, you are not old.

You are not Hungarian.

You are Romanian.

And you make up traditions like a policeman
makes up laws to get what you want.

All I want is that there is less fighting
among us, that when it comes to staying

out of jail, our people have more brains,
and those that deserve it are happy.

$40,000.

Today, with inflation.

Who knows how much next month.

Victor is a hard man.

My father would have put him in his place.

And had the money, too.

Don't worry, Julian.

Everything will be all right.

Julian, come here.

See you later.

Tell me, Julian, is Nora going to run away
with you?

And not respect her father?

What kind of woman would she be if she did
that?

What kind of mother would she be?

Good.

I'm only sorry Victor didn't hear you say
that.

Listen,

if you're interested, I may have a
few business ideas you could help me with.

Hmm?

You!

You!
Get out!

Get out!

Get out!

This guy's crazy.

Come on, get out of here.

Get out!

I'll k*ll you!

Get out!

Stop!

Stop!

I know you're on your break.

I'll give you $10 extra to keep that cab
inside.

Police reported no
new leads today in their

two-month-long search for
the so -called fur coat k*ller.

The mysterious attacker has struck at
three women on the Upper East Side,

strangling all of his victims fatally.

Hi, Mr. Roberts.

Back with us for a while, I see.

I'll get the porter for the bags.

Can I help you?

No.
Thank you.

Well, we thought we'd cruise around the
East Side.

How about the other units?

Yeah, this creep hasn't hit in a week now.

We figure he's due on the night.

Yeah, well, why don't you run my date down
to Central Park South, okay?

Eileen, just treat them like animals.

They won't bother you.

You're looking good, Santini.

You still wearing a girdle?

Hey, Santini, will you guys in
the decoy squad get a real special

discount on used pantyhose
from Joe Namers, is that right?

This isn't my date, Wisenheimer.

Santini is out sick.

So do yourself a favor and apologize.

Oh, gee, I'm sorry.

Hey, you know, we've been working with
different decoys for two months now.

If Raquel Wilts walked in here in a fur
coat, I'd think she was a cop in drag.

That's better.

I'm sorry, I didn't get your name,
man.

Lewis Ginzberg.

And don't get fresh.

I got seven pounds of lead in this handbag
and the lipstick shoots tear gas.

So no messing around in the squad car.

Got it?

Get out of here.

Portable to post central K.



Signal 10-5-4, 5th and 85th street.

That's an as*ault, central.

Put a rush on the ambulance.

Suspect seen entering park, 85th street.







Victim left the scene.

Can't see the ambulance.




So Julian and his family went to East
Germany.

There they made a friend.

A young man, American, a businessman.

And he said that he could help them to
escape across the wall.

He said he knew a woman who slept with a
border guard...

and this soldier could be bribed.

So Julian took every piece of jewelry,
every piece of gold...

from my brother's house, brought it to
this man.

And then, when they tried to cross...
where they were told to, there were dogs.

Machine g*ns.

Soldiers.

Julian escaped.

He was in front, looking for the way.

But his mother and father were k*lled.

Gregory's mother.

The two sisters, they were all k*lled.

Murderers.

And this man in the cab?

He must be the businessman who betrayed
them.

Yes.

I tell you, Julian is smart.

If he saw the license on this cab...

even if he could not follow him,
he will find him.

And if he finds him, he will k*ll him,
and that will be right.

Listen, Gregory... if justice is
to be brought against this man...

we must think it out carefully.

We must find this man before Julian does.

Make sure he's the right man.

That he's really guilty.

Julian is desperate.

He could be wrong.

Or k*ll this man stupidly.

Spend a lifetime in jail.

Sonia... I would k*ll him
even if it meant my life.

You saw this man, Sonia.

You could tell us what he looks like...

and we could have hundreds of gypsies
looking for him.

Find one face out of 15 million
people... with nothing else to go on.

The police do it all the time.

The police?

Sonia, the police?

They love to help the gypsy, always,
huh?

Anyway, they cannot even find this
k*ller...

who's laughing at them about this fork-out
business.

I thought they had him trapped in Central
Park.

That's what the cab driver told me.

Central Park at night?

Gregory, you have a radio?

Yes.

I want to listen to it.

I want to find out if this man got away.

Why?

Because if they have a thousand men
looking for this man today...

they'll have 2,000 tomorrow.

And that could be just perfect for us.

I had to call the chief.

Tell him it looks like we lost them.

We got in a tent to open up a couple of
the animal houses.

Nobody in them.
- What are you looking for?

Some skinny guy who slips through bars and
torches the tigers?

You know, there's no bars in front of the
zebras.

All you got to do is jump over the moat,
slip inside, and you hide.

Any figures?

Yes,

sir, he got away from the patrolman.

The victim was apparently a hooker.

Took off.

Afraid of getting busted.

We have no idea if she got a look at the
assailant or not.

Nobody saw his face, sir.

He seemed an average bill.

Yes, sir.

Quite a bit faster than officer Dickson.

Who's the cop? He's a couple
of years older than either of us.

The officer did say that he noticed a fur
coat on the victim, so it's probable...

Excuse me, could I talk to you for a
minute, please?

Sure, sit down.

Me and the chief of detectives at a foot
race.

Who do you think is going to win that one,
Frank?

The commissioner.

He's gaining on all of us.

There are four attendants on duty at the
zoo all night long.

I sent a list of names up to the records,
and they all came up clean.

All right, get their personnel files to me
anyhow.

The department of parks will send it down
in the morning, sir.

Cab drivers, zoo attendants, doorman,
janitors, elevator operators, watchmen.

Anybody there with a logical grudge
against women in fur coats?

Not in my book.

Excuse me, sir.

This woman would like to talk with you.

She says it's personal and important.

Oh, well, excuse me just a moment,
please.

Crocker, see who we've
got on the streets who might

be able to track down this
hook who ran off on us?

For all we know, she got a good look at
our fur coat freak.

Oh, I got a great look at one.

I'm from Miami.

My late husband was retired there.

It was no domain.

Mrs. Lewis, uh...

When he was dying,
he said to me, Kay, you

are still in the fruits
of your life, in joy.

So I took karate and I came to New York.

My first day here, I get attacked by a
fiend.

Crocker, the 52 files, okay?

Mrs. Lewis, could you describe the events
leading to this incident?

Well, I was in my hotel room, you know.

I was lonely and bored, and I decided to
go for a walk.

I went around the corner and bingo.

All at once, I'm fighting for my life over
this ratty mink.

When?

It was about an hour ago.

Well, we were still looking for him in the
park.

And you got a good look at this man,
Mrs. Lewis.

We had our hands at each other's throats,
struggling.

How could I not see he was a crazy man
trying to k*ll me?

Good thing I know what to do with this
knee.

I just went wham, wham, just like that.

Mrs. Lewis, this man, was he tall,
short, black, white?

Tall?
I don't know.

But this, this was a white man.

He had gray eyes.

He's about 35 years old.

Yes.

These files, they contain photographs of
known offenders.

Now I'm going to ask
you to go through them

carefully and look for
the man you saw tonight.

Locked in a room with all these pictures,
I could die of boredom.

Mrs. Lewis, this man has k*lled three
women.

Oh, I don't know.

I'm not so good with pictures.

Maybe Mrs. Lewis would prefer to work with
one of our artists.

Yes, I think that would be a better idea.

cr*cker.

Here, see if Officer Crosby's home.

Try and get him up here.

Now, and alert the squad.

We're going to do a door-to-door tomorrow.

Mrs. Lewis's description.

Right.

I'm going to be talking to the press.

See if you can keep the lid on this until
we come up with something solid.

All right, Captain.

Well, all alone.

Uncle Gregory?

Julian.

Julian, where are you?

I think I found the man who betrayed my
family.

Your family?

Well, sure.

Please.

I beg you.

Let me share this vengeance with you.

You won't try and stop me?

No, no, no, no.

This is Sonia's idea.

It's not mine.

Now, where is this man?

He's on the 14th floor.

An apartment building.

I found a way to see inside his apartment,
but I need a telescope or binoculars.

Yes, what else?

I would like a machine g*n like they used
on my family.

But I'll settle for the deer r*fle of
yours.

All right.

Now, tell me, where is this man?

What is the address?

You swear you'll tell no one else?

I swear it, Julian.

I'm the blood of my dead mother.

Lieutenant, it's finished.

Oh.

Now, you take a good look and make sure.

It's him.

Oh.

I bet you never thought I'd lose my sense
of humor.

Oh, you got every right.

Now, can we get in touch here through the
snow for the next week or so?

A week?

What for?

Well, I'm going to put every available man
out on a job looking for this individual.

And when we find him, we'll need you to
figure him out of a line-up.

Oh, Lieutenant, I love New York,
but I can't stay here forever.

I'm almost broke now.

Okay, then.

Let's play this day by day.

Hope we get lucky.

Don't go anyplace without telling me.

A hundred dollars?

You get reimbursed, correct?

Like clockwork.

Yeah, thanks.

Crocker, would you get Mrs. Lewis a cab?

Sure, right this way.

Thank you.

When you find this
man, Lieutenant, you're

not going to sh**t him
or anything, are you?

It depends on him.

Not if he comes in peacefully.

Good.

Thanks.

I'll get some copies made right away,
Lieutenant.

Do there.

Boy, did you see this?

The captain sure didn't squash those
reporters, did he?

You mean all the police was over here,
and there he was on the other side of town?

Beating up somebody?

The man, reportedly
in his late thirties,

struck again two hours
later at 78th and matted.

Sure.

The police.

They make up these things to trick people.

What makes you say that, Kenny?

Dr. Logan, it says here that she was
wearing a mink.

They don't sh**t them wild.

They raise them like chickens.

Raise what like chickens?

Mink.

They're not the same as red fox,
silver fox, raccoon, ocelot.

No, two red foxes.

You got even for two red foxes already.

You've been working on a theory on this?

Sort of, yeah.

Kenny, where is the fourth pup?

Died this morning.

Well, that's the last of them.

Yeah, and their mother knows that too.

Where's the body?

I buried it already.

Kenny, all bodies are supposed to go to
sanitation.

You think they're just garbage,
don't you?

Now, you know I don't.

Kenny, you're a watchman.

You're not even supposed to be working
with the animals.

But I let you because you love them and
they need that.

But there are those agencies and
regulations.

I'm sorry, Doc, fed up with agencies and
regulations.

Don't forget to lock up.

Don't go near the cages.

Check in, check out.

And don't trust me.

Well, I'm afraid the mother won't last any
more than her litter.

Well, look at her fur, the nails.

With arsenic, there's nothing we can do.

You know that.

You want to k*ll her, don't you?

Oh, Ken, the zoo would
never have accepted them if we

had known how they were
taken in a crop-dusting area.

People poison you...

and skin you...

and break your legs in traps.

And they put you on their back just to
show off how cool they are.

I can't find Gregory.

He left.

Gregory left?

When?

After Julian called.

He took his hunting r*fle and he would not
tell me a thing.

Then Julian must have found the man.

Let them k*ll him.

Suppose this man did exactly as Julian's
father wanted him to.

Suppose Julian's family was betrayed by a
guard or someone else.

Maybe this man should be thanked,
not m*rder*d.

Sonia's right.

We should be certain of these things.

I have given this lieutenant a very good
description of this man.

It's possible that he may find him before
Julian has a chance to do anything.

There's only one problem.

What's that?

This lieutenant Kojak is very good for a
Kajo.

And he'll have every right to hate me if
another woman is k*lled...

because of this trick I pulled on him.

What do you mean?

Well, he's not looking for the k*ller
anymore because of me.

Which means we shall have to do his job
for him.

We must find this k*ller.

Nora, you get a map.

Uptown, east side.

And get me all the papers for the last two
months.

I want to read everything I can about this
k*ller.

Go, quickly, get to Kojak.

I told you never to see him.

How can I see him, Father, if nobody can
find him?

Victor, please.

You have a hundred men in your tribe who
can help us.

What do you want?

I have tricked the police into helping us
find a man that Julian is after.

Now, I must find a man, a k*ller,
that the police is trying to catch.

The crazy one with the fur coats,
that one.

Find him?

For the police?

Why?

They give us something, we give them
something.

It's very important.

There's a prost*tute that was attacked by
this k*ller last night.

We escaped.

We must find her.

She works uptown, Manhattan.

She wears fur, silver fox.

If she was attacked, she's probably talked
to her friends.

Speak to some of our people up there.

See what you can find out.
Where she lives.

She probably has a very good description
of this k*ller.

If she runs away, she's afraid of the
police.

You head.

Get as many of our people on the street as
fast as you can.

Look for a prost*tute of that description,
who has been arrested many times.

They will find this one.

Faster than the police.

All right, where do we start?

You take this and I'll go to the corner.

Okay, let's go.

Okay, I've got the apartment.

Are you sure it's the right one?

That's him.

Are you sure?

It would be good to be positive.

It's got to be.

Maybe you think it sounds crazy.

I'm not sure.

I mean, your plane is mysteriously delayed
in Vienna.

Then the minute you get back, somebody
tries to break into your cab.

Then a call and a hang up in the middle of
the night.

You're sure nobody wants to hurt you?

What is it?

You know, you...

ask someone who's after them.

Brings out all their hidden guilts.

Guilts?
About what?

Before I met you, I was traveling.

Working on my thesis in East Germany.

Some gypsies tried to buy my passport from
me.

Wanted to escape across the wall.

Couldn't sell it to them, but I did help.

A secretary I had met was sleeping with a
border guard.

She said that he could arrange their
escape for a price.

So this young gypsy brought me everything
his family owned.

The girl took it to the border guard.

Said it would be enough.

Did they make it?

I don't know.

I left for England before they tried.

I held this back.

It was so unusual.

I'd never seen a cross like this before in
Jade.

Felt guilty about keeping it.

So I took it with me on some of my trips
back.

But I could never find any members of that
family again.

You really did that?

You risk God knows how long in some German
jail just to help some gypsies escape?

The truth is, Ellen, I still help when I
can.

No CIA or anything.

Just on my own.

I hate that damn wall.

I love you.

Julia, you remember the crucifix of Saint
Marie?

The one your mother used to wear with the
cross of Green Jade?

Yes.

Look.

Hi.

Detective Crocker, Manhattan South.

We're looking for this man just about
everywhere in Manhattan.

Maybe somebody works in the building,
gets off around midnight, you know?

Does the picture do anything for you?

Sure.

But he lives here.

Mr. Robertson.
That's him.



Please.

What happened?

I think he's being arrested.

Go see what happened.
I'll wait here.

And the last one is our missing hooker.

Attacked at 85th, off 5th, last night
shortly before 1.15 a.m.

His first attack takes place eight weeks
ago at 79th and Park.

Then two weeks later at 63rd and 3rd.

And his third attack is way over here.

He's skipping all over the place.

I thought it was maybe something to do
with the moon or the stars.

But here, he waits two weeks.

Then he attacks two nights in a row.

Doesn't make any sense.



Mrs. Lewis, please.

This is Lieutenant Kojak.

Mrs. Lewis, Lieutenant Kojak.

Lieutenant, you must be psychic.

Guess who I was just thinking about.

Tell me when you get here.

We have a suspect and we need you for a
line-up.

I'm on my way.

Just give me time to put on my face.

He's found a suspect.

Nora, you come with me.

You keep the cab.

After the man is released, you follow him.

You find out where he lives and then you
call Angeline.

Hello?

Sonia, Victor.

Yes, Victor.

We've found the prost*tute.

She's staying in room 410, Park House
Hotel.

We'll keep an eye on her.

Good, Victor.

I'll be there as soon as I can.

Stop chewing gum when you're in line-up
here, okay?

Mrs. Lewis, do you
see anybody in there you

recognize as the man
who attacked you last night?

Well...

Take your time.

I'd like to help, you know,
but... No, no, no, I don't see him.

Mrs. Lewis, I suggest that possibly those
glasses...

Dark glasses at midnight.
That's Miami for you.

No, I never take them off.

Is the man who attacked you in that line
-up, Mrs. Lewis, one more careful look?

No.

No, he's not.

Captain McNeil, can I see you a minute?

The resemblance, Mrs. Lewis, is perfect.

It's a coincidence.

I mean, the man who attacked me was tall.

He was much taller.

You told me you had no idea how tall he
was.

I mean, why are we playing these games on
the very busy police department, Mrs. Lewis?

A physical attack on a physical human
being is a shattering experience.

I'm supposed to get a little confused.

No, Mrs. Lewis, you were lonely and you
were bored, so you made up a crime.

And suddenly you were set a stage.

But look, only we waste
time with some poor guy

who just happens to
look like your attacker.

He pays the price.

Theo,

Mr. Roberts' employer confirmed his story.

He was in Eastern Europe for almost a
month.

The man is a churchgoer, highly respected.

I'm going to have to let him go.

Okay, so now it's back to the patrols and
back to the decoys.

I'll have to go after that hooker and pick
her up.

And you, Mrs. Lewis, would you do me a
favor?

Next time you're bored, would you try the
Roseland and do me another favor?

Would you see your way out?

I called the police.

I say I'm his friend.

They tell me they let him go.

Good.

Crocker.

I know whose number this is.

Where Mrs. Lewis is staying, I want to go
by there on the way home.

What's wrong?

I'm giving her a break, Crocker,
but I'm not giving her a hundred bucks.

What's this?

Hello, Susan.

Why don't you sit down?

Who the hell are you?

If you touch my money, my old man will
k*ll you.

We're not after your money, Susan.

All we want are some answers.

The truth.

The truth?

What are you, a religious frenetic or
something?

Leave me alone.

Look.

You were attacked the other night.

And we're going to talk about it.

I get attacked every night.

We're private investigators.

We're not after you for anything.

We're just working for a husband.

Of one of the women who have been k*lled.

Sure.

Sure, y'all.
You're cops.

You think I'm stupid?

You want me as a witness.

You'll lock me up.

Material witness.

Look, I know the way you work.

With my record, I don't stand a chance.

You're wrong.

Look, if you cooperate, I'm authorized to
pay you a reward.

Not a word to the police.

If you're no cop, you've got more than
that.

So let's make it good.

Okay.

Suppose I put five of these in here for
you.

That's as high as I go.

Now, did you see this man's face or not?

No.

Wait a minute.

I didn't see his face, but I noticed
something else when I grabbed at his hair.

What was that?

Felt like a wire.

Like a hearing aid?

Yeah.

Okay.

What did you do, damn you?

You said $500.

This is five ones.

Look, lady, if you don't
care enough to get a

k*ller off the streets, you
don't deserve that much.

Mr. Roberts.

Ah, the T. Lee Pilton.

What else?

The man lives here.

And Gregory's car is there already.

In front.

Angeline, we have to stop them.

I don't think this man deserves to die.

Get a taxi.

No, no, we are closed.

Of course you are.

Well, well, well, well, well, well,
well.

I like your facelift, Mrs. Lewis.

What have we got here?

Goldilocks and the Gypsy Dwarfs.

My name is Sonia, Lieutenant.

Sonia, that's just what I need.

Another queen of the Gypsies.

Now, what have we put on a con job in
these victims' talk?

You've got it all wrong.

We're trying to help you find this k*ller.

Right.

And then you're gonna run for mayor,
right?

And what have you got against this man you
try to frame?

I'm trying to save his life.

And I'm also trying to stop certain friends
of mine from making a terrible mistake.

Let me explain to you, please.

Sure.

After I book you.

There's no time.

You want to watch me?

The k*ller you're looking for may wear a
hearing aid.

When did you come up with that?

The hooker who ran away.

I found her.

Huh?

Keep talking.

Kenny!

What are you doing here?

I want to see how my lady friend's doing.

She died an hour ago.

Damn it!

cr*cker, take a couple of men and go over
to Roberts' apartment.

I want you to comb the whole area.

Try and find a couple of gypsies with a
r*fle.

And sawdust for brains and Ari.

When you catch them, what will you do?

Throw the book at them right where it
hurts.

Okay, so maybe this k*ller has a hearing
aid.

What else did you come up with? - I'm just
a gypsy lieutenant, sawdust for brains.

He wouldn't be interested in my theories.

Why don't you stop breaking chops?

Listen, be fair to Julian when you find
him.

Remember, his whole family was m*rder*d.

No deals.

Now, what's this list you got here?

This is a list when each of the killings
took place.

Ten minutes before the hour, ten minutes
after the hour.

Suggest anything?

Yeah, it could be someone who has to clock
in to account for himself.

On the hour, like a watchman?

A watchman with a hearing aid.

Impossible.

If this c*ck theory is right,
if your hooker wasn't making up a story,

it earned itself a bundle, if you're not
playing with my head as part of some con,

possible.

Now, suppose this k*ller plays
it safe, gets as far away from

his work as he can before
he looks for someone to attack.

Then he has to leave enough time to get
back on the hour.

Ten minutes running.

No.

That would attract attention, he'd walk,
he'd walk a fast walk.

Here, that's about ten bucks.

Here to here.

What are you doing?

Looking for a central point, the same
distance from all of these attacks, like.

the zoo.

All right, Saperstein,
get up to Robert's

apartment, make sure
he's keeping out of sight.

You mean he didn't call him?

His phone's off the hook.

Stavros, start with that building,
I'll take this one.

Check any of the rooftops and windows on
the level of the 14th floor.

He's got a r*fle, so don't take any
chances.

Okay, let's go.

What is wrong?

It isn't easy.

Julian, sh**t the g*n!

sh**t, Julian!

Julian!

Don't you let a policeman k*ll you!

Don't you have any pride?

I know you.

You're the young gypsy I tried to help
years ago.

What is this?

You took all we had, and you lied.

No, you're wrong.

Really wrong.

You have my mother's crucifix.

You stole it, and you k*lled him.

And someday you'll pay.

I've been trying to get this back to you
for years.

You know gypsies in Budapest?

Ask them, they'll tell you that's true.

The guard betrayed you.

Or the girl.

I swear to you, it wasn't me.

On the body of my own dead mother.

We have four attendants working on duty here
at night.

Any of them wear a hearing aid?

Uh... Kin.

Kin Lane.

What's his home address?

Well, he's out there somewhere burying one
of our dead animals.

How many women have been attacked?

Four.

Oh, my God.

One for each pup that died.

Signal 10-85, Central Park Zoo.

The children's area.

What's so funny?

You.

Hey.

Hey, don't get bugged.

I think everything's funny.

Hey, wanna hit?

You're just like an animal, you know that?

You can be treated just like an animal.

Bad.

You gotta... prefer
just like an animal.

Give me your coat, please.

Now, look, the next time
you feel like playing detective,

Sonia, do not have
somebody else's turf, won't you?

Not mine.

I wasn't playing.

I was trying to stop Julian from ending up
like that man.

Worse, dead.

I look after my people, you know.

They're beautiful and wild.

It isn't always easy.

I had to trick you.

You wouldn't have helped me otherwise and
you know it.

You keep trying and I'll do what I can for
you, all right?

Julian and Gregory, what will happen to
them?

We're gonna prepare the best case we can
against them.

For what?

Hunting pigeons on a roof?

Come on, Sonia, carrying a vendetta.

Reasons for m*rder, we call it.

And who will testify against that?

No gypsy, I know.

We'll see.

We were good together, you know.

I think we should get together in happier
times.

As friends.

In fact, I think I know the perfect
occasion.

Uh -huh.

To Julian, my new son-in-law, a man of
true courage and family devotion.

Trimos, play.

Victor had a change of heart, right?

No more 40 grand.

Victor?

Never.

I borrowed the money for it.

Julian, Nora and I are going to go into
business together, Theo.

Legitimate.

Mm -hmm.

On your dead mother's body, right?

Come on, let's go.