| Chicago Holiday
Summary from official site, www.duesouth.com via Wayback Machine Part 1
Christina Nichols, the sixteen year old daughter of a Canadian diplomat, is placed in his charge for the evening and chooses that night to wildly break free from her repressive lifestyle. From bizarre after-hours clubs and a police raid to a tourist bus and a foreigner looking for Graceland, Fraser tries desperately to keep up with the debutante turned hell-raiser. Unfortunately, Fraser isn't the only one trying to keep pace with Christina. She's also being tailed by the very man that Ray and half of Chicago's finest are desperately trying to track down. What Christina, Fraser and Ray don't realise is that in the course of her adventures Christina has picked up something of desperate importance to this crimelord -- something he's already shown a willingness to kill for. Part 2:
For once in her life, she just wants to be an adult -- to be able to decide what she's going to do and when. Unfortunately, she may have eluded Fraser, but she hasn't eluded the killer that Ray and the rest of the force are desperately trying to hunt down. Unbeknownst to her, she has accidentally acquired something that he is prepared to kill for. As she innocently seeks fun and adventure in the Chicago night, Fraser and Ray must find her, keep her alive and help her learn that growing up isn't just about growing older. A task which takes Fraser back to a wild after hours club as well as tobogganing down an escalator and plummeting down a garbage chute. Written by Jeff King & Paul Haggis
Regular Cast
Guest Stars
Unofficial Transcript Chicago Holiday [Fraser's apartment] Fraser: What would you most like to see on your first evening. How about La BoHeMe. You have to give opera more than one chance. That was the Yukon Light Opera and I thought they did their very best under extraordinarily difficult circumstances. In fact it's a miracle that poor woman could sing at all after being dragged out of that snowdrift. Oh here's an idea, a modern dress production of Gilbert and Sullivan's Ivanhoe. Dief: Woof. Fraser: No, you're right and she is sixteen. I mean, perhaps I'm being a bit conservative. Mind you she's the daughter of a very important Canadian trade diplomat. I can hardly invite her to a sock hop. I have the museums and galleries scheduled for tomorrow, I just have to find something she'd enjoy doing tonight. Oh look, the Bee Gees are reuniting. Dief: Whine. Fraser: You know I don't even know why I bother talking to you when you're in these kinds of moods. May I be frank? I only started talking to you on the ice flow out of sheer boredom. Now you've got an opinion on virtually everything. Well, from now on you can keep your opinions to yourself. Oh - how do I look? Well thank you. [alley. Frank Collebis is having a smoke and killed. A matchbook is taken from his hand] [Eddie Beet's Apartment] Eddie: Hi honey I'm home. I had a very hard day at the office. Guess what? I got the promotion. And I'm in the mood to celebrate. Come out come out where ever you are. Janice: Think you can treat me like that Eddie? Hmm? You make me wait here all day and you think you can talk to me like that? Well think again jerk. [alley] Welsh: Who called it in? Huey: One of the broken nose guys in the bar found him when he came out for his car. Welsh: We have cause of death? Pearce: Judging from the hole in his back I'd rule out asphyxiation. Vecchio: Alright, they all tell the same story. They were playing cards, Frank was up. He stepped out. He never came back. They figured he went home a winner. Welsh: Who do we like for this. Vecchio: It's gotta be Eddie Beets. Louis: No, Eddie's a soldier. This took too much initiative. Vecchio: Word is Eddies been getting a little itchy talking Frankie down. Money says somebody was putting big thoughts in Eddies head. Louis: Eddie didn't have the brains for big thoughts. Vecchio: You got the list, you don't need brains. Louis: That list is a fairy tale. Vecchio: Franky's a very hands on kind of guy. He's kept a very meticulous record of every distributor and dealer he ever knew. He owns Franky's list, he owns the entire west side. Louis: We checked the body there is no list. Welsh: Alright everybody's on this. Vecchio: Aw come on. I don't want to work with Screwy and Louis. Welsh: Half the city is up for grabs right now. Nobody sleeps. Vecchio: You find me the doer and you find me the list. Vecchio. Fraser, I'm kinda busy right now. Welsh: Or you otherwise occupied Detective? Vecchio: Uh, no sir. Welsh: Good. Welsh: Ready to go? Pearce: You sure? You think we can still make it? Welsh: Absolutely. Pearce: You sure? I thought the curtain was at seven. Welsh: We'll take my car. I have a flashing light on top. I'll sing the opening aura on the way. [Consulate function] Vecchio: This better be an emergency. Fraser: Oh, thank goodness. Vecchio: It's okay. I got it. I don't know what's in there, I didn't look. I know how you are about your stuff but this better be important. Fraser: I can't thank you enough Ray. Vecchio: So, what's the emergency. Fraser: Well, I've been assigned to escort the daughter of Canada's senior trade negotiator. Vecchio: The one in the green dress dancing with the doofus? Fraser: He's the American Ambassador's son. Vecchio: Looks like a very painful experience. Fraser: Well dancing with the Americans often is Ray. Speaking politically of course, not personally. Vecchio: Yeah, right. So what was the emergency? Fraser: You'll never believe this but I didn't realize this was a formal event. Vecchio: You got me off the biggest case of my career to bring you a pair of gloves? Fraser: And I can't thank you enough Ray. Vecchio: I'm suppose to be on a stake out right now. I gotta tip where I can find Eddie Beets. The guy suspected of offing his boss and trying to take over the entire west side and I'm delivering formal accessories? Fraser: Well if it wasn't urgently important I wouldn't have called you. You'll never know how much this means to me Ray. Vecchio: You're right. I won't. Uh oh. I know that look. This guys going to want to see my ticket. I'm out of here. Fraser: Thanks Ray. Oh uh Ray, could you um... Vecchio: I've got to find new friends. Ambassador: Your boss at the Consulate said I couldn't miss you. He was right. Fraser: Constable Fraser sir, pleased to meet you. Ambassador: Pleased to meet you. Well it shouldn't be too tough an assignment eh Constable? Fraser: I'll take good care of your daughter sir. Ambassador: I wish I had more time to take her around myself. Her mother used to take care of her on these trips. It's been two years and I haven't gotten the hang of it. I guess I'm not much of a substitute. Can I get you anything? Fraser: Thank you no sir. I'm on duty. Ambassador: So are you up for it? Fraser: Well I've drawn up a short itinerary but it would be helpful if I have a a better idea of her particular interests. Ambassador: Oh you know, a little sight seeing, shopping. I gave her some money if she needs more make me a call. Just make sure she has a good time and shows up at the ball tomorrow night. Isn't she beautiful. Well, duty calls.. I have to get these Americans to sell less and buy more. Fraser: I understand sir. Ambassador: You uh take very good care of her. Fraser: I will. Christina: So, you must be Chicago. Fraser: Ah. Constable Fraser, ma'am. And I will be your escort until tomorrow night. Now I've given some thought to the itinerary, but not knowing your tastes - Christina: Well, I'm sure whatever you picked will be just fine. I'll be right back. Fraser: Well I'll just uh. I'll wait right here.
Ambassador's Son: She go in there? Fraser: Yes. Ambassador's Son: So. Fraser: So. Ambassador's Son: So, you like her boyfriend? Fraser: Me? No. Ambassador's Son: She said she didn't want to dance any more cause her boyfriend might get bent out of shape. Fraser: Ah. Ambassador's Son: You seen him around here? Fraser: Her boyfriend? No. Ambassador's Son: You think she was lying to me? Fraser: The truth? Ambassador's Son: Yeah. Fraser: Yes. Ambassador's Son: Women can be so cruel. Fraser: You know, when I was your age, I couldn't dance very well either. Ambassador's Son: Really? Fraser: Really. Ambassador's Son: You like what, the valet? Fraser: Something like that. Ambassador's Son: That's cool. Fraser: Well thank you. Fraser: Good evening Miss. Christina: It's gonna be. Ambassador's Son: That was a babe. Fraser: Well yes. Now that you mention it she does look quite...she...excuse me. Fraser: Excuse me. I I'm sorry. I'm just. I'm looking for a ...oh dear. Excuse me. Excuse me. Ambassador's Son: She'll never believe it man. The valets a perve. [Taxi] Gerome: Well, well, well don't we look pretty tonight. Christina: Thank you Gerome. Drive. Gerome: Where you want to go? Christina: What is the wildest club in town? Gerome: The wildest club? No, no. No, no you don't want to go there. Christina: Yes I do. Gerome: You'll love the place. [from his taxi] Fraser: Miss Nichols! Christina: See you Chicago. Fraser: Uh - I need a cab. Doorman: Do you work here? Gerome: So how come a pretty little thing like yourself is all by her lonesome tonight. Christina: Looking for some fun, Gerome. Looking for some fun. Fraser: In a hurry to see the sights are you? Well I can understand that. Gerome: You know this guy? Christina: Go away. Just leave me alone. Fraser: I can't do that you see because I have the itinerary. Gerome: What is he some kind of nut? Christina: Yes. Go faster. Gerome: Hey I'm already - Christina: Lose him! Fraser: I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to break the speed limit. Taxi Driver: How much? Fraser: By as little as possible. Taxi Driver: How much money. Fraser: Uh - here. Taxi Driver: It's red. Fraser: It's Canadian. Taxi Driver: It's got your picture on it. Fraser: No, that's the RCMP musical ride. Taxi Driver: It's not a good likeness at all. Fraser: Well uh - here. Taxi Driver: This guy I know. Fraser: I'm afraid there's been some kind of misunderstanding. Christina: Why are you doing this to me. Fraser: Because I am your escort. Your father has entrusted you into my care. Christina: My father doesn't give a damn about me. Fraser: Well now that that's not true. As a matter of fact he gave me twenty dollars so I can take you someplace nice. Show it to her please. You see? Christina: I don't need his money and I don't need a babysitter. Gerome: Hey, I need his money. Christina: Here. Gerome: Alright. We gone now. Hold on. Taxi Driver: I need more too. Fraser: Well all I have left is Canadian. Taxi Driver: Fine, then I drive thirty per cent slower. Fraser: Alright. Just keep it steady. Hold this would you? Taxi Driver: Hey what? What the hell are you doing? [he is climbing out of the window onto the roof and then to the roof of Christina's taxi] Fraser: Thank you! Fraser: Would you consider discussing this over coffee? Gerome: This man is seriously crazy. Christina: Go away. Fraser: You're being a bit childish - Christina: Childish? I just turned sixteen years old. Do you know what my father gave me for my birthday? A porcelain doll. Fraser: How nice. Christina: Do I look like I play with dolls? Gerome: Huh uh, you look very fine. Christina: Thank you. Fraser: You know you really should take this up with your father cause I'm sure he'd understand you have some very valid concerns. Christina: You want to hear my concern Chicago? Fraser: Well I'm not sure this is the most appropriate venue. Gerome: Well I want to hear it. Christina: Ok. Here's one. When do I get my own life. When do I get to do what I want to do. When do I get to stop being the perfect little princess and go -- skinny dipping. Gerome: Public pool, coming up. Fraser: You! Keep driving. Christina: I want to go out all night and come home when the sun comes up and I want to fall in love with someone I just met and I want to kiss someone who's not related to me. Gerome: I could pull over right here. Fraser: Keep driving. Christina: I want to do all these things I've never done before and I want to do them tonight. Fraser: Well, you know there is the most fantastic exhibit at the uh -- Museum of Science. Christina: U-turn. Fraser: The Textile Museum? Christina: Alright. I'll make you a deal. We go one place I choose. Then I'll go back to the hotel. Fraser: Well now I'm afraid I can't agree to that. Christina: Alright where's the pool. Fraser: One place and that's it? Christina: We got a deal or you want to see my backstroke? Fraser: Alright, we got a deal. Gerome: Here we are. Fraser: Ohhhh dear. [Gerome stops, Fraser rolls off taking the taxi sign with him, but his has is in the road...] Fraser: Let me get that. [opens her door. She heads for the line of people] Gerome: You're one really freaky you know that? You fit right into that place. Fraser: Ah! A costume party is it? Sounds like good clean fun. [uh huh.
It's an S&M
Louis: Unit five in position. Voice 1: Unit four in position. Voice 2: Unit two in position. Vecchio: Nobody moves till I give the word. Huey: There's no sign of Beets. Vecchio: How can you see anything. I can't even see the hand in front of my face. Huey: I hope we're not wasting our time. Louis: My source says he'll be here, he'll be here. Vecchio: Yeah, the only problem is I'll be dead by then from second
hand smoke. God forbid you should consider someone else's lungs. [Louis
lights up a cigarrette]
[inside the club] Fraser: Good evening. Dentist: I've been bad. I've been very bad. Please punish me. Fraser: There's nothing so bad that it can't be forgiven, son. [to the bartender] Christina: Long Island Ice Tea and keep em coming. Bartender: How old are you? Christina: How old do I look? Bartender: Just the right age. Fraser: Excuse me [Finds her at the bar] Fraser: Here you are. [to the elderly woman in a sailor hat who winks at him] Hello ma'am. Thank you. [to the bartender] I'm afraid there's been a mistake. There's liquor in this. Quite a large quantity too. Christina: Sure. Cheers. Fraser: No, no I don't think so. Christina: You're such a drag. [she gets up, he goes to follow, 'twin' girls block his path] Fraser: Would you uh ... Twins: Anytime. [Christina goes into the ladies room, Fraser is looking around the club for her] Fraser: Have you seen a ... oh. Oh. [just realizes this isn't a costume party when he finds a half clad 'Mountie'] Eddie: Look what you did to my eye. Not smart. You are one stupid girl. Tell me something. What you plan on doing with it huh? Janice: What do you want Eddie, huh? Eddie: You don't know what you do to me. Nobody ever takes from me. Janice: I'm a giver Eddie. [pops him on the head then goes into the ladies room looking for an exit and slips the matchbook into Christina's purse] Janice: Eddie. Eddie: Yeah. Janice: Eddie! Stay away from me you son of a bitch. Eddie: You're dead Janice. You know how long you have to live? Start counting honey. Christina: Chicago! Eddie: Come on Janice. [into his sleeve] Mountie/cop: Something's going down. Vecchio: Let's go! Louis: We're moving in. [with knife in hand and Janice in the other] Eddie: You used to have such a pretty face. [Fraser takes the knife] Fraser: Would anyone here happen to have a pair of handcuffs? [everyone offers] Thank you. [to Christina] Now lets get you out of here. Vecchio: This is a raid. Nobody move. This is a raid. Fraser: Sorry. Excuse me.
Vecchio: Who you got? Fraser: Hello Ray. Vecchio: Fraser!
Fraser: Ray! Ray! There's a very simple explanation for all of this. Vecchio: Don't talk to me alright? I don't even know you.
Vecchio: Get him out of her alright? Get out of my face.
Eddie: I'm beginning to reassess our relationship. Janice: Please. Please. Don't. Don't Eddie. Eddie. Eddie: Where are the matches honey. Janice: I dropped them, I dropped them. Eddie: You lied to me. Janice: No. Eddie: You never used to lie to me. Janice: I swear I dropped em. She has em. The girl. Eddie: Show me. Janice: That one. Her. Eddie: The little one. Fraser: After you ma'am. After you sir. After you. Vecchio: Will you get in the truck. Just get in there ok? Fraser: I'm sorry, Ray. After you. Hello everyone. How are you? [27th precinct] Louis: Name? Dominatrix: Madame DeFarge Louis: D-A-F-A- Huey: Louis! [shakes head no] Louis: Name. Dominatrix: Marat Sade. Dentist: You sure we haven't met somewhere before? Huey: I'm sure. Dentist: Because you look very familiar. Huey: You look at this picture and tell me if you saw this man at the club. Welsh: Gentlemen. Would you join me? [in his office] You have no idea if Eddie Beets was even at the club. Louis: We were working on a tip from a very reliable source, sir. Huey: We're squeezing the patrons sir, but most of them won't even give us their real name. Louis: Sir this club is a very well known hang out for the people who run in these circles. If there is a list which I sincerely doubt and a person wanted to sell it or parlay it, this is the place to go. Welsh: So you are telling me these are all underworld figures we have out here? Louis: Well they're mostly hanger on's and wanna be's sir. Huey: This was a very reliable source sir. Louis: Very reliable. Welsh: Look Detective, let's say the list exists. If Eddie Beets has it, he controls everything coming to the westside. Now Detective Gardino if you've just seized control of the entire westside would your first act be to go dancing in leather underwear? Vecchio: Perhaps Detective Gardino's the wrong person to ask sir. Welsh: Did you search Beet's apartment? Huey: Yes sir. Louis: Yeah - head to toe. There's no list. Welsh: Good. Do it again. Louis: What? Are you serious? Welsh: And get these perverts out of my squad room. Vecchio: Uh, a moment of your time sir. Of a personal nature. Welsh: If this has to do with people smoking in the men's room, I don't want to hear it. Vecchio: It's a little more delicate than that sir. You see I have this friend who through unfortunate set of circumstances happened to be in the club at the time of the raid. Welsh: And you want to bounce him. May I ask who this friend is? (Fraser waves) Really. Vecchio: Ah, yes sir. Welsh: Who's the girl with him. Vecchio: The daughter of a Canadian Diplomat. Welsh: No kidding. [knock, knock, knock] Ambassador: I'm looking for Lt. Welsh. Ambassador: You have no idea. You have no idea what could have happened to you. Christina: I'm okay dad. Ambassador: You're okay? Then whi did I leave the American Commercial Attache sitting in a restaurant to come down to a police department to get you out. I'm surprised the damn press isn't here yet. Fraser: Excuse me, Mr. Nichols. Ambassador: If I have anything to say to you, Constable, you'll hear it from your supervising officer after he hears about it from his commanding officer. And trust me, you will hear. Fraser: This is a copy of my report sir, stating that my gross negligent endangered the security of your daughter. Ambassador: You're damned right it did. Fraser: Miss Nichols just wanted to see some of the cities night life. If I'd done my homework I would have know that club was completely inappropriate and I never would have taken her there. Ambassador: So this was your idea. Fraser: I'm truly sorry for the anxiety this must have caused you sir. Ambassador: Caused me? What about her. My daughter is fifteen years old my god man, did you see the people in there? Christina: I'm sixteen. I turned sixteen two months ago daddy. Ambassador: I know sweetie, I know. It's just that my mind has been filled with so much junk from these trade talks. I come here. I find you. What would your mother say if she saw you in these clothes. Christina: Can you take me back to the hotel please. Ambassador: I'll take you. I just need to make a phone call. I don't know the number the poor man is sitting in the restaurant. Christina: I can take a cab. Ambassador: We'll just be there for a few minutes. Christina: I'm not a child. I have taken a cab before. Fraser: I'll make sure she gets home, sir. Ambassador: I can trust you to do that? Fraser: You have my word. Ambassador: Okay, I'll see you at the ball, alright? We'll talk Damn. I I um, need my jacket. Love you. Ambassador: Make sure. Fraser: I will sir. Christina: Thanks a lot. Fraser: I'm sorry. Christina: Why didn't you tell him it was my idea. Fraser: Well, I - I was just trying to - Christina: Protect me? I am so sick of everyone trying to protect me from living my life. Fraser: Excuse me, ma'am. [hotel] Christina: You're walking me right to my door? Fraser: Well I promised your father I'd see you home safely. Christina: I bet you always do what ever you're told don't you. Fraser: Actually, no. Christina: Really? I do. I always do what I've been told to do. Fraser: You don't seem very happy about that. Christina: Like I have a choice. Fraser: You know Christina, you may not believe this but weather you're sixteen or sixty, no one can make you do anything you don't want to do. Ultimately no matter what the situation the choice is always in your hands. You just think it isn't. Christina: Okay, maybe you're right. It's time I made a decision. Here it is. You know that ball my father really wants me to go to tomorrow night? Fraser: Uh huh. Christina: I'm not going. Fraser: Well there. A decision. Well. As for tonight? Christina: Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere. Fraser: You'll be alright by yourself? Christina: I've been left in hotel rooms all over the world, Chicago. It's the one thing I know how to do. Goodnight. [hotel room] Mrs. McGuffy: I'll be finished in a wink darling. Christina: Oh no trouble. [cleans out purse, including matchbook] Mrs. McGuffy: Goodnight then. [on her way out the door ] Christina: Goodnight. [Mrs. McGuffy cleans up and throws matchbook away] [Fraser gets into elevator with small boy who has pushed all the buttons] Fraser: Ah. Thank you. [Mrs. McGuffy throws trash and matches down trash shoot to basement where janitor picks them up] HouseKeeper: Goodnight Mrs. McGuffy. Mrs. McGuffy: Goodnight Deary. [Christina, followed by Eddie, gets on a tour bus, the janitor tosses matchbook out his car window and a little girl picks them up] [spotting Christina] Fraser: Christina? Mother: Ok, ready. Let's go. Let mommy just open the door. [Eddie's apartment] Louis: Hey, you see this guys bathroom? Got a marble toilet seat. Huey: Italian marble huh? For a psycho Eddie's got good taste. Louis: Yeah but in the winter, isn't it a bit cold? Vecchio: Oh hello boys. Ain't it past your bedtime? Huey: There's no list Vecchio. You wasted my evening. Louis: Yeah, you wasted our evening. Vecchio: Well, I don't think I wasted your entire evening. Chucky Cheese is open till midnight isn't it? [Duck Boys leave and Ray searches around. Janice shows up, loading her purse with watches] Vecchio: Mistake. That was platinum. Janice: Oh really. So how much is it worth? Vecchio: About six months. Janice: Hey come on. I'm his sister. Vecchio: Dump it out. Come on empty it. Sister huh? Janice: Okay, I'm not his sister. I'm his housekeeper. Vecchio: Done a fine job of tidying up. Janice: Thank you. Vecchio: Got a license Hazel? Janice: Oh god, you know what? I left it in my apron. Vecchio: I hate when that happens. Get it out. [she hits him in the head with a bottle, steals his watch and leaves] [tour bus chased by the Mountie]
Christina: What are you looking for? Cute Tourist: The Tower Water Christina: Oh we just past the Tower Water. Christina: Chicago, born and raised. Cute Tourist: Chicago, My kind of town. Christina: You need some help. Cute Tourist: Would you? Christina: Yeah! [Fraser stops running, turns around and jumps on the front of the truck behind it] Fraser: Could you follow that bus please? Thank you. Christina: You want to hear something funny? I knew I was going to meet someone like you tonight. Cute Tourist: Latvian? Fraser: Yeah. Cute Tourist: Is it so? Bus Tour: ...thank you for traveling with Windy City Tour. Cute Tourist: It was uh, very nice meeting you. I must go. [leaves the bus, so does Christina and Eddie...Fraser jumps onto the bus too late] [to the couple making out on bus] Fraser: Please continue. Mother [who notices the matchbook and tosses them out the window]: Don't put those in your mouth honey. Where'd you get those? Huh? [Where a young man steps on them and carries them off with him...past Christina. He goes into the apartment store...so does Christina...and Eddie] Fraser: Christina! [how he figures out where she went is beyond me, but is there in time to see her shoplift] Fraser: Excuse me. Oh. Oh, I'm sorry. Fraser: Hello. Christina: What are you following me? Fraser: I think they're too expensive. Christina: What? Fraser: Those earrings you were thinking about. Christina: How would you know. Fraser: Well I wouldn't but I just noticed those two girls decided not to buy them so I guess they thought they cost too much. I'm not sure he would agree though. I have a feeling he's interested in them because he's been watching those two girls very closely as a matter of fact, I think he's going to ask them. Christina: Ask them what? Fraser: If they're worth the price. Christina: I thought I had to make these decisions for myself. Fraser: And so you do. Will you excuse me. I saw something over there that Diefenbaker might like. Fraser: Excuse me, I'm looking for something unusual for my wolf. Fraser: Aren't just...I didn't think um.... Clerk [showing him a bra]: Too small? [Christina knocks over a display, rescuing Fraser from talking to the clerk] Fraser: Oh dear. Christina: I'm really sorry. Fraser: It's alright. I'll just quickly grab these things. Clerk: Let me help you. Fraser: Uh, Chris--oh dear...um...will you excuse me. Christina: Uh, yeah. Security: Stop right there! [No, not the shoplifting girls but the guy with the matches] No smoking in the store. [he now has the matchbook] Good night ladies. Fraser: Excuse me you wouldn't have seen uh.... [in elevator] Eddie: Give it to me! Christina: Leave me alone. Stop it. Eddie: Shut up. [Fraser up the escalator] Fraser: Excuse me sir. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Excuse me ma'am. Fraser: Pardon me.... [Eddie dumps her purse. Christina on the floor crying. Threatens her with a knife as elevator now goes down. Fraser uses a tobagan to go quickly down escalator] Eddie: Okay, get up. Christina: Stop it. Help. Eddie: Where the hell is it? Fraser: Excuse me. Eddie: What have you done with it! [elevator opens, she scratches him and runs. he catches her, sees Fraser and throws her over the rail where she hangs onto the edge. Fraser recues her, letting Eddie get away. The crowd cheers] [hotel] Vecchio: All I'm saying is it makes me look like an idiot. Here I am looking all over town for Eddie Beets and the whole time you know where he is. Fraser: What's wrong with your head. Vecchio: There's nothing wrong with my head. Just tell me about Beets. Fraser: He didn't say anything else to you on the elevator? He just took your purse? Christina: If he'd told me what he wanted I would have given it to him. I can't find my key. Did you see it in the car? Mrs. McGuffy: I'll get it for you deary. Fraser: Well thank you kindly ma'am. You're sure this is the purse you had at the club? Christina: Yes. [looks thru purse] Vecchio: You see anything that looks like a list? You know something small. Like a black book or a computer disk? Christina: I dumped everything out right there. If it's not there, I don't have it. Machine: You have one new message. Ambassidor: Hi Christina it's dad. I guess you're asleep. I knocked on your door before but you didn't answer. Anyway, get your rest, we have a big event tomorrow night. I think the Ambassador's son has taken a shine to you. Love you. Fraser: I don't suppose there was pockets in that dress that you...oh I'm sorry. Christina: Here. Check it all you want. There's no little black book no list. Nothing. You know I really wish everybody would stop making such a big deal about this. Maybe he just has a thing about purses. How am I suppose to know. Look, I don't know what's going on. I don't know if this Eddie guy did want something from me or if he didn't. The point is he didn't get anything because I didn't have anything to give him. He has no reason to come after me again. Fraser: Still. Just to be safe. Christina: Oh, Chicago. I've spent my whole life being safe. For once in my life I want to do what I want to do. And what I want to do is go to sleep. Christina: This is really unfair. [27th precinct] Elaine: You know I could have been on a date when you called. I do have a life you know. Fraser: We appreciate you coming in Elaine. Vecchio: Did they photograph everyone we brought in? Elaine: Booked and released. I can't believe you actually charged those people. Vecchio: Gotta maintain the public morals Elaine. Fraser: You still think the club is the connection? Vecchio: Yeah. Somehow Miss Muffet here got a hold of something Eddie wants. The only place they could have crossed paths was at the club. Elaine: Eddie was in there. I think someone would have noticed. Vecchio: It's not him I'm looking for. I'm looking for his sister. I caught her snagging jewelry from his apartment. If she was ripping him off then she probably ripped him off before. Elaine: Nice family. Vecchio: Yeah. She also claims to be his housekeeper, but I have reason to doubt her credentials. Not here. Vecchio: Her jaw was smaller. Elaine: Someone asked me out. This man has been after me for months and I said no I want to get my sleep. Next time I'm going to say yes. I mean, you can't keep someone waiting forever now can you? Fraser: Well no. that would be unfair. Vecchio: You want to concentrate here Elaine? Every sketch you do looks like Fraser in drag. Christina: You know, Chicago, I am having such a great time. You really should consider doing this tour thing professionally. [Fraser shows her the sketch he just did with his eyes closed] Christina: That's the woman in the bathroom. [from Elaine's computer drawing] Vecchio: That's her. All she needs is a name and this little piggy does hard time. [Riv] Vecchio: Yeah and if she's Eddies sister, I'm starting to understand how he grew up to be a psychopath. Fraser: You know I could be wrong but I sense something very personal in your motivation. Vecchio: Nothing personal Fraser, she's just the kind of woman I'd like to see spend the rest of her life behind bars. Fraser: Do you have the time Ray? Vecchio: No. Fraser: Weren't you wearing a watch earlier? Vecchio: No. [sitting at outdoor cafe] Security: So I jump on a toboggan, race down the escalator and save the girls life. Woman: Wow. I never realized department security could be so-- Security: Let me fix this. [uses matches under the wobbly leg] [S&M Club] [thru a bull horn] Vecchio: Alright we're back. This is a raid. [greeted with applause] Fraser: And this is for your own good. [handcuffs Christina then to woman] Oh uh thank you for the loan. Woman: Anything else you need, just ask. Fraser: Hello. Nice to see you again. Beautiful stitching. How you been. Vecchio: Okay, we need some information. You're all grownups here you know how this works. We can either do this the easy way or the hard way. Dentist: The hard way, do it the hard way. Vecchio: Shut up. Now I don't want to drag everyone downtown. I don't want to get rough. Dentist: Get rough! Get rough! Vecchio: Will you stop that. Dominatrix: Like to see him try that with me. Vecchio: I said shut up. Dentist: He's all talk and no action. Fraser: Look, I'm not gonna warn you again. Dentist: See? Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk. Dominatrix: It's pathetic. Vecchio: Alright Miss Nogahide, it's you and me outside. Dominatrix: Touch me and I sue you blind. Vecchio: Call your attorney. Dominatrix: I am an attorney. Half the people here are attorneys. Dentist: I'm a dentist. Vecchio: Oh yeah, big surprise. Fraser: Ray, Ray. Can I have a word with you? I think if we were to be nice to these people then they would cooperate. Vecchio: Nice? You cannot be nice to these people. Cuff girl: Are those real? [necklace] Christina: Uh, yeah. Uh this? Yeah. Cuff girl: so how much are they worth? Fraser: What I mean ray is if you treat people with respect more often than not they'll respond accordingly. Vecchio: You know there's a certain point you have to stop calling yourself a cop. Bartender: He's right you know. Vecchio: What do you know. Bartender: I know that people are people no matter how much leather they wear. Vecchio: Oh please. I'm gonna go throw up some place. Fraser: It's at least worth a try isn't it? Vecchio: alright. Vecchio: I am asking you for your help. Dominatrix: Eat glass. Vecchio: Alright, that's it. Fraser: Ray, Ray, Ray, Ray. Vecchio: I'm talking to you one human being to another. Dominatrix: You have a very high opinion of yourself. Fraser: Madame DeFare, Detective Vecchio and I are on the trail of a particularly brutal killer and we'd be most appreciative of any assistance you could give us. Dominatrix: Make him say please. Fraser: Ray. Vecchio: I'm not gonna say it. Fraser: Ray. Vecchio: No. Fraser: Ray. Vecchio: No. Fraser: Ray. Vecchio: Pleeze. Dominatrix: Pretty please. Vecchio: That's it. Fraser: You know he really is trying his very best. Dominatrix: Alright. Alright. Show me the photographs. Janice Deluca. Vecchio: Where does she live? Dominatrix: With her grandmother. Fraser: We appreciate your assistance and I would just like to thank eve-- [sees Christina is gone again] [street] Fraser: You really have to stop this. You know I ran away once when I was your age. Christina: Tell me another one. Fraser: No, I did. In my case it was different. I thought I'd done something that no one could forgive. It didn't take long for my father to find me. But you know, instead of lecturing me, he offered me some food and some money. He said I could keep running if I wanted to but that I would always feel ashamed. On the other hand, if I went back and faced the consequewnces, I would be a man and everyone would know it without me having to tell them. Chistina: So what happened? Fraser: Oh, I took the money and ran. No. I went back, but it wasn't easy. Of course, my situation was different that yours. I was running away from my problems, not at all like you. Christina: What were you running away from? Fraser: Oh, it was a very tortured scenario. It invlolved a goldmine, a boomerang and a tank full of gasoline. It's all ancient history though. [from Riv] Elaine: Eddie was booked three months ago but the charges wouldn't stick. Meantime he had someone come bail him out in the middle of the night. You want a name? Vecchio: Janice Deluca? Eee: If you knew why did you ask. Vecchio: What's in her jacket? Eee: Uh, Priors for posession and assault. Hmmm, I bet you didn't know this. Vecchio: Try me. Eee: She's Frank Collebis' girlfriend. At least she was until he took a knife in the back last night. Vecchio: And she bailed out Eddie in the middle of the night? Sounds very cozy. Fraser: You have an address Elaine? Eee: Yeah. 3-6-7 North Winchester near Chicago Ave. Fraser: Thank you kindly. Girl [leaves with Security]: Yeah, well maybe just for a coffee. Woman: The candle went out. Man: I'll get it. [takes matchbook from under the table leg] Woman: I love candles. They're so...hot. [Eddie's apartment] Eddie: It's not enough. You have to take everything I own but you have to break my heart too? Janice: Listen we can work this out, ok? Eddie: the girl don't have it Janice. Which means you do. Janice: No, Eddie, I swear to God I put it in her purse. In the bathroom. Eddie: Yeah. You know what I think honey? I think that I'm gonna enjoy this.[takes her upstairs] Vecchio: Well it looks like the three bears got here before we did. Fraser: Stay here.[he moves into the room] Stay by the door. I said, don't move. Christina: Alright. [upstairs Eddie has hand over Janices mouth. Christina finds one shoe on stair and goes up it in search of the other] Vecchio: How long can a fish live in that much water? Fraser: He's still here. Christina. [Janice bites Eddie as he locks the door. Christina hits him, knocking him into Janice who knifes him.] Janice: My God. You killed him! Christina: I what? Janice: He's dead. You killed him. [Fraser out the window, Ray shoots the lock. Christina runs off down the street. Frasher crashes thru the skylight, Ray crashes thru door, Janice follows Christina. Fraser and Ray onto street looking for Christina] Christina: Can you help me please? Please? Lady of Night: Why don't you get your own trix honey. Man: Need help darling? Why don't you come with Thomas. Christina: No. Christina: Chicago! Janice: I don't think you want to be out here on your own. Okay? Vecchio: Why the hell would she run? Fraser: She's afraid Ray. Vecchio: It doesn't make any sense. Fraser: Fear never does. Janice: I don't have any kleenex. Christina: That's okay. God is he really dead? Janice: Yeah. Look Eddie was a real son-of-a-bitch. He desearved worst. Being his girlfriend I know this. Okay, you go to the cops- Christina: Oh my God. my father! Janice: You'll get a slick lawyer. I'm sure he can get you manslaughter. Christina: Really, he tried to kill me. It was self-defense. Janice: Did he have a knife on you? Did he have a gun at your head? Christina: No but- Janice: Did he have any kind of weapon at all? Christina: No. Janice: Well then you can't prove that he was going to do anything other than slap you around. Christina: What are you talking about? Janice: Okay, you kill a guy because he's slapping you around that's manslaughter. Okay, look, why don't you call your dad. Christina: No, no, I can't. I can't. Janice: okay, okay, maybe it'll be okay. Christina: How? Janice: One thing I know is the cops. Now if you give them something, they'll give you something. Christina: What do I have to give them? Janice: Frankie's list. The match book. You give them that and I'll bet they'll cut you a break. Christina: Matchbook? This is all about a stupic matchbook? Janice: Don't be stupid, this is about power. Whoever has that list can name their price. Now listen, do you know where it is? Do you know anything? Come on, do you remember? Christina: Kleenex. There was a matchbook in the kleenex. When I dumped out my purse at the hotel. Janice: Well then we're okay. Come on. Taxi! Gerome: Hey how you doing young lady, you having a good time? Vecchio [spots her]: Heads up. Taxi Driver[spots Fraser]: Oh no, not again. Fraser: Taxi! Taxi Driver: No way. [picks up the guy with matchbook and the 'candle' girl] Man: The nearest hotel. Quickly. Taxi Driver: Do you have a lite? Jeeze, I've got to cut down. Here. Thanks. Vecchio: How do you know they're going to the hotel? Fraser: Because that's where the list is. Vecchio: We searched the entire room. Fraser: If it was at the club, janice would have gone back fro it. Eddie was after the purse and Christina dumped the purse out in her hotel room. It's the only place it could be. Vecchio: It's not there. Fraser: Not now but it was and if Eddie didn't take it and Janice didn['t take it then somebody else must have taken it. Vecchio: There's no one else. We're all out of bad guys. Fraser: Tissues, Ray. She had tissues in her purse. She wiped her lipstick off with it when I walked her to her room. Where were the tissues? Vecchio: We're hunting tissues now? [room] Christina: It's not here. [in hall to housekeeper] Woman: Do you have any candles? Christina: How did you get these? [meaning her keys] Janice: Look kid, I am losing my patience where is it! You have one chance to live. Come on. Christina: Housekeeper. The housekeeper she was cleaning my room. Janice: Okay, okay, come on. Fraser: Ah. [to the same kid in the same elevator pushing the same buttons] [hall] Janice: Hey. Housekeeper: what? Janice: What does this go to? Housekeeper: What? Janice: The trash, where dies it go. Housekeeper: To the basement. Janice: Come on. Move it. Woman: Thanks for the candle. Houskeeper: No trouble at all. Fraser: There's nothing here. The housekeeper. Vecchio: Hey Fraser. Fraser: Now where did they go? Housekeeper: The basement? Vecchio: Does the public elevators go down there? Housekeeper: No, just this one. Fraser: Ray. Fraser: No, we are eighteen floors up. Fraser: Just hold your elbows out at the side, it'll slow your descent. Vecchio: My descent! Fraser, you cannot go down there without back up. Ah, the most annoying man in the world. [looks into the shoot then goes in.] Vecchio: Ahhhh! I'm stuck. [basement] Christina: I can't find them. Janice: Well just keep looking. Fraser: You are under arr-oh dear.[bang, bang] [to guy who stuffed in a large box just moments before] Vecchio: Pull it. Pull it. That's my foot. Pull it. Pull it. Ah. Oh-jeeze. Thank you very much. [basement] Fraser: Run. Janice: Where are the matches? Fraser: I have no idea. Janice: I don't want that answer, I want to know where they are. Fraser: Well you're really talking to the wrong person. Janice: Hear that little girl? Your little red friend here is dead. Fraser: She doesn't know where they are either. Janice: I have no further use for you. Christina: You can't hurt him. Fraser: Run. Christina: No. Janice: Come here. Fraser: I said run. Christina: You told me to stop running. Fraser: Yes but I was talking about running away from the problems with your father. This is about running away from somebody who might probably will shoot you. That is an entirely different thing. Christina: I did this. This is my problem and I'm not running. Janice: You want to die kid? Fraser: You can't shoot her. Janice: Watch me. Fraser: Oh no, that's a 9mm Baretta. It caries a 15 round clip. You've already shot 14 times. Janice: No. Fraser: No, you have honestly. Follow this through. Six in the incenarary, seven in the corridors, one just- Janice: Alright! Alright! Fraser: What this basically means is you have one bullet left and then you're defenseless. Now I don't think you can aford to use it on her so she's gonna walk away now. Christina: No I'm not. Fraser: Have you ever said something you truly regretted? Christina: I can't leave you here. [to Janice] I'll trade you for him. [pretending she has the matchbook] Janice: Throw em over here. Christina: What am I stupid? Janice: I said throw em over here kid. Now. Fraser: Well I don't think she likes being called kid. Christina: Alright, you let him walk away or I eat it. Janice: What? Fraser: Would you please run? Christina: Can't. too scared. Choose. Janice: Throw or I shoot. Christina: Fine, I'm eating it. Janice: You put that in your mouth and he's dead. Christina: Chicago? What do I do? Fraser: Oh go ahead and eat it. Fraser: Nice bluff. Christina: Thank you. Janice: Goodbye Red. Vecchio: Ohhhhh! [lands in the trash, thus distracting Janice long enough for Fraser to deal with her] Fraser: Perfect taticle delay Ray. Vecchio: Yeah, Thank you very much Fraser. [picks matchbook off of his suit and tosses it toward the flames. Fraser manages to snag em] Fraser: The list.
Christina: Good night. Fraser: Good night Ray. Vecchio: Good night Benny. Fraser: Ma'am. Fraser: So where's my watch. Christina: Uh, goodnight Chicago. Fraser: Goodnight. Oh you know I never asked you. Why do you call me Chicago? Christina: Oh well, there's somebody to babysit me in each city and it's a lot easier than remembering names. Fraser: Ah. Goodnight. Christina: Night. [Fraser looks exhausted as he sits outside her room] [Dreaming] Fraser: Dief, no. No, Dief. Christina: Hi. Fraser: Oh. What am I uh...oh! [he is on the couch, he looks under the blanket and finds he is out of uniform] [holding up clean uniform] Christina: Perfect staff they got here. Come on or we're gonna be late. You don't expect me to go to the ball without an escort do you? Fraser: Well I'd love to but I think if I showed up your father would have me cashiered. Christina: We've all got choices to make Fraser. [at Ball] Christina: Coming? Fraser: Go ahead. Ambassador: Look. You look just like your mother. May I have the honor?
Welsh: It's all part of this job. Louis: It's completely unfair. We make one mistake and we're on security detail. Huey: Louis. Did I tell you to open your big mouth? Did I tell you to swear on your honor the matches didn't exist? Louis: At least I had a good suit. Huey: You own that? Louis: What? You think they rent things like this? Huey: I think that I don't want to stand next to you. Lady: Like your suit. Louis: Thanks, ma'am. Ambassador: The American Ambassador's son has been waiting to dance with you all night. I told him to bug off. You had a boyfriend. Christina: Oh well it's okay. I've actually been looking forward to dancing with him. [just arrived] Vecchio: Hey. Fraser: Hey! Vecchio: So Welsh finally gives me the day off for solving the biggest case in my career and I'm delivering casual wear. Fraser: I'm confused Ray. I didn't call you. Vecchio: Aw put it on, I'm taking you out. We're celebrating. Fraser: All right. Vecchio: So everything worked out with Miss Muffet? Fraser: Oh I hope so. Vecchio: She gonna run away again? Fraser: Oh probably. But you know sometimes if you stand still the world comes to you. Ambassador: There he is. I promised the Lapian Ambassador I'd spend sometime with him tonight. Christina: Him? [its the cute tourist!] Ambassador: Nope. It's just you and me tonight kiddo. Christina: No. I mean we could go out with them - uh, him. Ambassador: I couldn't ask you to do that. Christina: Ask me. Ambassador: No sweetie. We haven't seen each other at all. I haven't spent any time with you. I want to be with you. I wanna spend time with you. Christina: Dad, I understand that sometimes I'm gonna need to do stuff like this. You know. It's something I'm going to accept. Ambassador: That's okay. Vecchio: I'll get the car. End |