Where the Sidewalk Ends

It couldn't be helped, Lieutenant.
I can't understand
how you didn't see him.

You came in here at 12.50,
Klein talked to you on the phone.

That's right.
Paine came, packed and left at 1.10.
That's when the taxi picked him up.

You must've practically
passed each other.

Well, he wasn't here,
so I thought he might be drinking.

I had a look in a couple of bars.
It's queer to figure a guy on the lam
is going to be sitting around bars.

- What time did Dixon come back?
- About 1.50.

- And you left right after that?
- Right. We started chasing Paine.

It's obvious. He lays a fake trail.
He goes to the Pennsylvania Station,

and then he decides to come back
and hide out in his own apartment.

He figures the police have been there
and they won't come looking again.

What time did Jiggs Taylor
say he was here?

- About 2.15.
- That pretty well fingers him.

Yeah, and he came down crazy angry,
according to his daughter,

- ready to knock Paine's block off.
- You're wasting your time on Taylor.

How's that? It looks completely
definite: Motive, opportunity.

- Scalise did it.
- I don't see that at all, Dixon.

I'm telling you,
Scalise knifed Morrison.

He was afraid Paine
would go to the police,

so he sent someone to finish him off.
That doesn't stand up.
Whoever killed Paine killed him by
accident: He only meant to slug him.

A Scalise hood would've taken
no chances on a rumpus,

he'd've knifed or shot him.
Yes, Benson?

We've got Jiggs Taylor
and his daughter outside.

Bring them in, Harrington.
Has he been talking?

A mile a minute.
You'd think he was going to a picnic.

I think we can
wrap the case up tonight.

Get statements from both of them.
- I'm Lieutenant Thomas.
- How do you do?

How d'ya do, Lieutenant?
I was expectin' this.
As I told the boys on the way down,

the minute I heard Ken was murdered,
I knew I was in for a going-over,
having been
at the scene of the crime.

You were all ready for us
with your story, huh?

Won't take long.
Save you a lot of time,

give it to you
without you havin' to pump me,