(IT DON'T COME EASY PLAYlNG)
RA Y: "The men and women of New York are a special breed,
"capable of surviving the urban jungle.
"But at what price?
"We 've grown accustomed to living with the violence, squalor,
"and most of al I the acts of depravity,
" both large and small, that robs us all of our humanity."
CHRlS : Depravity both large and small?
That Joey Conway turns one hell of a phrase.
Turned.
This is why I walk to work.
I hate to break it to all of you, but this is a crime scene.
Can we try not to cross-contaminate it?
Sorry.
(RATTLlNG)
Or we can ignore all rules and protocol and do whatever the hell we want.
Well, somebody definitely wanted this guy dead,
'cause there's multiple stab wounds, most of them around the heart.
(TRAlN PASSlNG)
PENNY: Beaten, stabbed to death, through the heart.
Help me, Sam.
GENE: Make sure you get that, Chris.
Joey was one of those nabobs, liked to wear a scarf,
Iike it was the Kentucky Derby.
So many stab wounds.
Not a lot of junkies would put in that kind of effort.
So then the question is,
who'd want the city's most beloved columnist dead?
That ain't the question. The question is who'd want him alive?
Any similarity between Joey Conway
and a human being would be purely coincidental.
The Lieut's not a big fan of the press.
Any ideas who murdered Joey Conway?
How could a man be stabbed to death on the subway?
Lieutenant Hunt, given your history with Conway,
are you really going to investigate this case?
As soon as we have something, you'll be the first to know.
What was she talking about, boss? Your history with Joey Conway?
Harry.
Hey, Gene.
-You son of a gun. -How you been?
-Okay. How are you? -Excuse me.
I rue the day Kojak hit the airwaves.
As I assume most of you realized by now,
due to the fact that a swarm of locusts is now in your precinct,
that this is no run-of-the-mill case.
And not only has the press lost one of their own,
they've lost a man who had a highly publicized,
Iess-than-ideal relationship with our Lieutenant Hunt here.
So they're anticipating a lay-down on this case.
Less than ideal how?
Harry, you haven't met Sam Tyler yet, have you?
So you're the boy wonder?
Harry Woolf, Chief of D's.
Now, guys, Joey Conway was as emblematic
of New York City as stickball, hot dogs and the Mets.
And I didn't like him any more than some of you did.
But if we blow this, they'll never let us forget it.
This is under the glare,
so let's make it clean and let's make it count.
And whoever cracks it, I'll see they get their due.
RAY: Yes, sir. GENE: Good to see you.
We got a twirl reporter in lost and found.
She used to work with Conway at the paper.
Do I ever get to learn why Gene Hunt and Joey Conway
were mortal enemies, Ray?
They didn't like each other, Spaceman. Leave it at that.
Some men just don't like each other. Cain and Abel, Ho Chi Minh and LBJ.
Me and you.
I got you a cup of coffee, hon.
RAY: You worked for the guy for three years.
-Did Conway have any enemies? -Enemies?
Honestly, I don't know if the man had any friends.
His motto was,
"Make them all hate you, and then sleep till noon."
Any angry readers do more than talk?
One loon threw a cherry bomb into our office last month.
We don't know for sure if it was for Conway,
but it was the day after his " 1 0 Reasons Why the Yankees Are a Joke" column.
Still...
I can't believe somebody would kill Conway on something that he wrote.
Did he mention where he was going last night?
ANGELA: He did.
RAY: "A Doll's Life."
ANGELA: Preview was last night.
The artist is this little cupcake I think Joey was sweet on.
RAY: Is that the cupcake's name? ANGELA: Mmm-hmm.
(TV SWlTCHES ON)
And why do you think Joey was sweet on her?
ANGELA: He had pictures of her all over his office.
Her, her work, articles. It was like a shrine.
(REPORTERS YELLING ON TV)
REPORTER 1 ON TV: Do you have any suspect?
The victim's husband, Tony Crane, is a person of interest.
REPORTER 2: Who 's responsible? SAM: Tony Crane!
RAY: Spaceman!
How about we daydream when we' re not trying to solve
the case that's gonna get me bumped up?
(KNOCKlNG AT DOOR)
RAY: Yeah?
-What's that? -Conway's fan mail.
Found it in his office.
He had a lot of people that did not like him.
That's just from last month.
That's from last year.
Whoa!
SAM: "A Doll's Life."
(RAY LAUGHS)
This is art?
What happened to the classy stuff?
Oil paintings of old ladies and bowls of fruit?
Cigar-chomping bulldogs playing poker?
We know who owns this place?
TONY: That would be me.
Nice to meet you.
T ony Crane.
Detective Ray Carling.
It's you.
You're T ony Crane.
My name is Sam Tyler.
I was in an accident and I woke up in 1 973.
I don't know how or why I'm here,
but whatever's happened, it's like I've landed on a different planet.
Now, maybe if I can work out the reason, I can get home.
-You' re T ony Crane. -That I am.
Y eah. We' re here to talk about Joey Conway.
TONY: I still can't believe he's gone.
Joey built this city, one word at a time.
You're T ony Crane.
I assume at some point there will be a little more
to your line of questioning than this.
T ony Crane.
I'm sorry, do we know each other?
We will. One day.
We think Joey Conway might've stopped by here last night.
TONY: He was here at the preview, just for a bit.
-And what time was that? -SAM: Why did you do it?
-What time did Conway stop by? -TONY: It was around 8:00 or 8:30.
He wasn't here for very long.
I don't think the exhibit was really to his taste.
Who knew?
If I would've cut the heads off my G.I. Joe,
glued it onto a chair, I could've been an artist.
And if I had a fright wig and a Pancho Villa lip piece,
I could be a detective.
Just kidding. I love the look.
Eve Flannery.
So you're the creative force behind all this?
EVE: That I am.
And, yes, my misspent youth beheading dolls
is what made me the artist I am today.
These men are here about Joey Conway.
Oh...
How awful.
Last night he was so jolly.
RAY: Did Conway say where he was going last night?
I mean, any reason why he might've been on the A train?
PENNY: Sam?
It's Tony Crane.
TONY: Joey wasn't much for sharing,
and Eve and I were up to our eyeballs in collectors.
It was a virtual coronation.
Hey, the opening is tomorrow night. You fellas should come.
-You son of a bitch. -Tyler!
I beg your pardon?
We're arresting you for the murder of Joey Conway.
EVE: What? RAY: We are?
-Based on what? -Based on the fact
that you're a piece of garbage
that's gonna grow to be a greater piece of garbage.
Tyler! You dinged-out bastard!
What the hell's the matter with you?
Hey, I'm really sorry about this.
Listen, if anything comes to mind
regarding Joey Conway, please give me a call.
-All right? Sorry. -Of course. Of course.
Yeah. Let's go.
Clearly Detective Tyler is carrying the dark dog on his back.
RAY: Let's go!
TONY: Get him some help.
The man definitely had a gift.
Conway wrote a column on the best and worst restaurants in New York.
Best, none.
Worst, this poor place called the Athenian.
Conway said, "The food is so bad,
"the cockroaches carpool to the kitchen on the backs of the rats."
Well, he kept tapes on all of his interviews.
So, hopefully, there's something on there.
We got nothing.
Nothing!
Except for the fact that we now have
irrefutable proof that this guy is one Brady short of a bunch.
Explain?
He wilded out on this gallery owner and his adorable little piece.
He wanted to arrest the guy, tried to arrest the guy for no reason.
And why did you do that, Detective Tyler?
Because I know him.
And what did he do, boff your kid sister
and eat up all your chocolate candy while he was at it?
People will try to arrest him.
But he'll end up running an empire.
But he has a thing for young, female artists.
He snares them and he supports them.
And then...
Boss, did you ever look at someone
you're sending down and wish you'd done it years ago?
The eyes of the world are watching us.
We do everything above board
the way you are always squawking we should do things.
We're making a case.
(TV HUMMlNG)
(STATlC BUZZlNG)
PENNY: Sam?
Sam. Sam, help me.
You promised you'd help me.
Sam, help me. Why won't you help me?
Help me, Sam.
Sam! Why, Sam?
Why, Sam?
You shouldn't be here, Detective.
I just have a few more questions about the other night.
Do I have your word you won't get all Charlie Manson again?
(SAM LAUGHS)
Yeah.
I just wanted to establish you were with T ony all night at the preview.
I was, all night.
SAM: Listen to me.
I owe it to myself to tell you this.
Leave T ony Crane.
Just go far away from him, because he will destroy you.
You just don't know it yet.
Not that it's any of your business, but T ony loves me.
(EVE LAUGHS)
And he believes in me.
I come from a town in Ohio so small you could throw a rock from end to end.
I arrived here with $200
and some silly dream of becoming an artist.
(EVE LAUGHS)
T ony took me in.
T ony believes in me, in my work.
(SAM SlGHS)
Eve...
When you work with these dolls,
do you see yourself in them?
Maybe.
And yet, most of them, you mangle.
Nothing pleases a girl more than to be psychoanalyzed by a psychopath.
HARRY: Detective Tyler.
This is Ed Redlich, T ony Crane's lawyer.
Judge Vincent just put down a restraining order.
T o keep Crane away from Eve?
No, no, to keep you away from both of them, you lunatic.
What?
You apparently assaulted Mr. Crane in his gallery yesterday.
And then this morning you forced your way into Ms. Flannery's loft.
I had to do something.
HARRY: Tyler, let me make myself eminently clear.
Not only will you be arrested, but you will lose your badge
if you come within 500 feet of either Mr. Crane or Ms. Flannery.
Now, why don't you try to find the subway killer
and quit harassing some of our most upstanding citizens?
Gene, you gotta believe me. This guy is bad news.
I'm pretty sure he's good for the Conway homicide,
and if we don't do something, he's gonna kill this girl.
No more fancy hunches.
SAM: Let's pull him in.
Put the squeeze on, Gene Hunt-style.
Why can't we do what you always do?
Because for the first time ever, Tyler,
I'm policing in the full glare of the public eye.
Did you know Conway wrote a puff piece about Eve Flannery?
He spent two weeks with her
as she was getting ready for her first show at the Whitney.
I wonder what Crane felt about that.
What is it with you and this T ony Crane?
His wife, Penny Margolis, she...
She worked exclusively with oils.
Wild stuff.
Multi-panel paintings of rain.
She painted rain.
Her career just started to take off, and she came to me.
She said she was scared that T ony wasn't well,
that he'd hit her, and worse.
So I did everything I could legally do, you know?
I got a restraining order...
And he found out that I tried to get her to leave.
She died because of me.
Are we talking about the future again?
We need to start kicking in doors and bashing heads.
(ANNlE GASPS)
What?
I guess it was just a trick of the light,
but for a moment there, you looked exactly like the Lieut.
The die has been cast.
(READlNG lN GREEK)
"You will pay for what you did." That's Greek! The guy is Greek.
There are dozens of threatening letters all with the same handwriting.
How do you know he's Greek?
I used to pour the pork to a Greek chick
-back at the Academy. -Lovely.
What was the column you read yesterday
about the best and worst restaurants?
Wasn't the worst of the worst a Greek place?
It was. It was. It's here somewhere. I have it...
"And the worst place to eat in New York, the Athenian.
"The food is so bad that even
"the vermin steer clear of the stale baklava and undercooked lamb."
I can't imagine the owner would be happy with that review.
Come on. Let's go!
GENE: Good afternoon.
Can you tell us where we might find Demetri Pantos?
We wanna talk to him.
We wanted to ask him a few questions.
Like, is it still called souvlaki if it's not on the skewer?
Police!
SAM: Police!
Joey Conway ruined me!
He ruined me! He deserved to die!
Put the knife down, Demetri. Do it now.
No. Do not come closer!
Do not come closer!
Good job, kid.
Lamb. Well done.
Demetri Pantos, you're under arrest for the murder of Joseph Conway.
No, Ray! No!
Boss, he killed a man.
Okay.
But just one.
And don't leave a mark.
(DEMETRl GASPlNG)
(DOOR OPENlNG)
A tape recorder?
T o ensure the appearance of propriety.
The Lieut wants this on the up and up.
Professional language. Professional conduct.
October 6, 1 973.
The interrogation of Demetri Pantos.
We know you were Joey Conway's most devoted pen pal.
Over 200 letters detailing the many ways you wanted to kill him.
We have eyewitnesses tying you to the cherry bomb
that got tossed in his office.
He was a eunuch pig, just like you.
That's how you wanna start this, you greasy moussaka?
Erase that. Back it up.
(TAPE REWlNDlNG)
Okay.
Conway poked at your business with his article, so you poked back.
The only one I want to poke is your wife.
(DEMETRl EXCLAlMS)
SAM: Easy, Ray! Ray, easy!
For God's sake.
(TAPE REWlNDlNG)
Conway said that he was being followed, and that's what you did.
You followed him into the subway and you stabbed him!
I followed him.
I followed him to see how this son of a whore could get through the day
after destroying the lives of hardworking people.
Where did he go that day?
T o the office, to the hot dog stand,
to the Hotel Marco, and he stayed a long time, so I left.
Did anybody see you leave?
Where did you go after that?
Can someone give you an alibi?
No alibi. My truth is my truth.
RAY: Truth? My truth? My truth?
I see things are going well.
(TAPE REWlNDlNG)
DEMETRl: I have nothing to say.
Conway is dead.
And may the devil piss on his corpse.
I'll drink to that.
Joey Conway wrote a piece on me, too.
Almost ended my career.
I policed these streets 28 years.
All down the toilet because of the lies that man told.
They call it an expos� about police brutality.
It wasn't all lies.
The truth, I would ever run away from, but the lies...
My restaurant used to have lines out the door,
until that malaka Conway.
We can't break even on a Friday night.
I've taken bullets for these streets.
I've been beaten, bloodied, stabbed, strangled and spindled.
Never once regretted any of it,
because I joined up to safeguard the city I love.
Joey loved the city, too.
But his way was to write about it.
My way was to bleed for it.
But after that piece came out,
well, the people just spat in my face.
He humiliated me, Demetri, like you.
Three generations of Pantos built that restaurant.
Everything your grandparents built, gone because of that man?
I did what any real man would do
for the Pantos name.
We stood around and watched, but you stood up to him.
Yes.
You did it for family.
Yes. Yes.
-You stood up to him! You killed him! -Yes!
-You killed that fat bastard! -Yes, I did!
I killed him! I killed him, and I'd do it again!
-Sam, I heard he confessed. -He did.
But something's not right.
Pantos mentioned following Conway
to the Hotel Marco the day of his murder.
Would you check it out for me?
I would, but Hunt's watching me like I'm the Zapruder film, you know?
Is this about T ony Crane?
They're holding a press conference tomorrow
to announce the arrest on the Conway homicide.
-We're running out of time. -Do you have a motive?
No, I don't.
So you want me following up on leads based on your unfounded hunches?
I know you don't believe how or why I come to the conclusions I do,
but have I steered you wrong yet?
Now Conway's hanging in the meatpacking district
with transvestites, you know, Annas with bananas.
Oh, yeah, they're packing meat, all right.
Why are we still listening to Conway's tapes?
We got a confession from Pantos.
Yeah, who's as confused as a baby in a topless bar.
The boss set up the press conference for tomorrow
rather than today to give us time to find more evidence
that Pantos was threatening Conway.
Well, speaking of confused,
I'm a little worried about Sam.
-He's acting kind of nuts. -When is he not acting nuts?
When he starts to act normal, then you should worry.
-What? -SlZABLE TED: What?
What is it?
It's nothing. Just more tranny talk.
(TV SWlTCHES ON)
(STATlC FROM TV)
PENNY: If he thinks I'm leaving him, he'll kill me.
Tell me what to do, Sam.
(LUX PLAYlNG)
It's a harder way of living
When they find you
Thank you, Mr. Capote.
A harder way of giving
When they take what you don 't have
I don 't care I don 't care
I don 't wish to judge my life
I thoug ht I was clear. I don't need saving.
You remind me of a girl, an artist who painted rain.
And one day there were no more paintings,
and it was because of T ony.
What are you talking about?
(SAM CLEARS THROAT)
-T ony Crane. -Detective Tyler.
I'm arresting you on suspicion of being a murdering rat bastard.
No, I believe you are the one who's going to be arrested.
-Really? -After all, I have a restraining order.
What?
The one time we had to play by the rules, and you do this?
-Gene, Crane is our guy. -You are under arrest.
No, you don't know what he's capable of.
You don't know what he's done. I mean, what he's going to do.
None of you do! None of you!
Eve? Eve! Eve!
Sam.
I know.
ANNlE: I followed up on that hotel.
The desk clerk said that Conway checked in
the afternoon he died with a woman.
-Did he get her name? -No.
He only saw her in passing, but the description matched Eve.
They were having an affair. Crane found out.
-That gives him motive for murder. -Doesn't make sense, though.
You didn't know Joey Conway.
He was a family-type guy, a salt-of-the-Earth lrishman.
You said you put T ony Crane away in the future.
How'd you do it?
Well, he was arrogant beyond belief.
He kept the murder weapon, the knife, in his laptop bag.
What's a laptop bag?
It's a bag where you keep your laptop.
Oh, right. Yeah. Okay.
Someday, Annie, computers will be the same size as notebooks.
Notebook-sized computers.
Because in the future, small is better,
and these notebook-sized computers help you to do things
Iike office chores, send messages to friends, easily find porn.
-What time is the press conference? -Noon.
I was wondering when you'd come by to gloat.
In a few hours, the Lieut's gonna make a fool of himself,
because unlike you, he has the wrong key to the right keyhole.
(SAM LAUGHS)
-Why are you doing this? -Not for you, Spaceman.
But on this particular occasion,
the boss needs a little help from the lunatic fringe.
-I should call the cops. -SAM: I need to know.
You and Joey Conway, were you lovers?
Lovers?
I know you were with him at the hotel the day he died.
(EVE SlGHS)
Joey was smart,
(SCOFFS)
perceptive, like you.
He asked me to meet in secret at the hotel.
When I got there, he told me I should leave T ony.
He was saying all kinds of things,
how he'd done some research about other girls,
girls from the old days,
girls who'd vanished, an artist called Anya,
another one called Vandy.
Joey claimed T ony did horrible things to them.
He got me a train ticket, a place to stay.
I couldn't do it.
I thought about it.
If T ony found out...
I got a piece of Conway's scarf here.
Put this in his closet or office, somewhere private.
-I'll take care of the rest. -Why?
So I can find it when I lead a police raid in about an hour.
-You want me to plant evidence? -It's what has to be done.
Conway was right. T ony is a murderer.
He stabbed Joey Conway to death.
-No. -You know this, Eve.
(EVE GASPS)
-I know no such thing. -Think back, the night of the preview.
Was there a period of time when you didn't see T ony?
I know if you think hard,
you can remember a half-hour period where you just plain didn't see him.
(DOOR OPENlNG)
I leave you for two minutes, babe, and this is how I find you?
No. Please.
It's okay.
(EVE SNlFFLlNG)
Please.
She had nothing to do with this.
What are you gonna do, huh?
No gun, no badge. Not so big now, are you?
(SAM LAUGHlNG)
What's funny?
Yeah.
I was hit by a car in 2008.
And what sucks for you is that I woke up here,
midway through your secret history.
-You're saying you're from the future? -I am.
And I arrested you then
for a horrible murder of a beautiful young artist.
You're crazier than I thought.
I'm done with you.
The cops will find you dead.
I'll say you broke in,
-threatened Eve. -T ony, no.
You are a monster, and you will only get worse.
-I know what you become in the future. -The future?
What the hell are you talking about?
The quick resolution to the murder of Joey Conway
is due to the dedication and resourcefulness of my team.
Detective Ray Carling, who led the investigation,
will answer any questions you might have.
Thank you.
(CAR HORN HONKlNG)
(REPORTERS YELLlNG)
Hold up!
I got the man who murdered Joey Conway.
-GENE: Detective Tyler! -He's the one you want.
T ony Crane!
(REPORTERS CLAMORlNG)
REPORTER 1 : Give me something!
No comment.
(REPORTERS YELLlNG)
You escaped from our cell,
you embarrassed this house at the press conference,
and for the second time in two days, you violated a restraining order.
There's nothing I can do for you now, Tyler.
Crane killed Joey Conway.
Need I remind you we have our man?
Demetri Pantos threatened Conway.
T ony Crane might've had it in for him, too.
What?
It was on one of Conway's tapes.
He said he started to worry about Crane.
And Conway was trying to convince Eve to leave Crane.
ED: You release my client immediately, or I am going to sue the 1 -2-5.
Why didn't you say something sooner?
Well, I wasn't really sure at first,
but Tyler seemed like he was onto something, so that's why I let him out.
ED: You know what? Just for the hell of it,
I'm gonna sue you, too, Lieutenant Hunt.
Shut up.
-ANNlE: Sir. -I'm also gonna file charges against...
GENE: Not now, No-Nuts.
-Please, sir. -Later, Norris.
-And conspiracy to plant evidence. -Speaking of evidence...
Norris, what are you doing?
This is T ony Crane's typewriter.
It helps him do things like office chores and sending messages to friends.
And hidden here in this little compartment...
Laptop, '73 style.
Clearly that's just more planted evidence.
I mean, good God, Harry.
What, is your whole department in on this?
Keep your shirt on.
Is that your typewriter?
-I can explain. It's... -ED: But, you know,
even if it is, it's inadmissible.
You didn't have a search warrant.
I did.
It turns out there were reports of
drug activity at the gallery opening last night, so I secured a warrant,
went in and searched the premises and found this.
The chief of D's said keep it clean.
-It's clean. -ED: Yeah.
-Yeah, well, we'll see about that. -lt won't stick.
You know why?
Your detective is insane, totally loco.
Go on, Tyler. Get it off your chest. I know you want to.
T ell them, Tyler, or I will.
T ell us what?
Sam Tyler is from the future.
HARRY: What are you talking about?
He's a time traveler, sort of.
TONY: Go on, Sam. T ell them.
They know you're a madman. You can't hide it anymore.
T ell them.
I'm from 35 years in the future.
TONY: He has a car accident and wakes up here.
And there's another T ony Crane.
He's in the future,
and he kills some woman, some 2008 woman,
which is why Tyler is so hell-bent on stopping me now.
I mean, wow.
So now what do you say, Gene?
Where'd he get all those ideas?
I don't know, boss.
Mr. Crane told me all this.
Okay, okay, don't start playing games now, Tyler.
But clearly, only a severely deranged and mentally disturbed man
would come up with such a bizarre excuse to discredit the arresting officer.
All right, this is ridiculous.
Are you telling me that you don't think he's crazy?
Come on! You know he is!
Mr. Crane.
I think we need to put you someplace quiet
until a doctor can look at you.
Wait, wait, wait. Wait a minute. You're not gonna...
It's clinical detention for his own safety,
under Article 9 of the Mental Health Act.
You can't do this.
Let's get a doc up here
with a big sedative, and you can get some rest.
-All right, let's go. Let's go, Napoleon. -Stop it!
-I will get out! You can't stop me! -Where'd you park your spaceship?
SAM: Wait!
I just did.
CHRlS: Let's go. Let's go.
TONY: Stop it! Stop it! RAY: Let's go!
TONY: Stop it! I will get out! CHRlS: All right. Come on.
(ISN'T LIFE STRANGE PLAYlNG)
Isn't life strange
A turn of the page
WOMAN ON RADIO : In a startling turn of events, New York's finest,
who had claimed they found the murderer of Joey Conway,
backtracked when all evidence pointed to art world luminary Tony Crane.
T o hel I with the press.
(G LASS ES CLlNKlNG)
Eve.
You only saw the monster,
but like all of us, there was more to him than that.
Go make yourself a great life, Eve.
Wished I could be in your heart
To be one with your love
Wished I could be in your eyes
Looking back there you were
You have to wonder why she didn't see it.
T ony's other side.
Or was it just that he could help her with her career,
so she decided to look the other way?
Or maybe,
you spend enough time with a crazy person,
and eventually some of their madness rubs off on you a little.
That sounds vaguely accusatory.
The more time I spend with you, the dizzier I get.
Well, maybe that's not madness. Maybe that's something else.
I thought T ony Crane was the arrogant one.
(SAM LAUGHS SOFTLY)
Do you think maybe you
changed the future for the better?
Saved Eve and others and T ony's wife in 2008?
I don't know.
A lot can happen in 35 years.
I just have to be happy with what I can change now, I guess.
Yeah.
Save the laptops for later.
Wished I could be in your heart
To be one with your love
Wished I could be in your eyes
Looking back there you were
here we are