End Game Page #3

Excuse me,

can you tell me where I

can find a Mr. Ackerman?

Oh, yeah. I just left him.

[piano playing]

Mr. Ackerman, there's

someone here to see you.

Thank you.

Mr. Ackerman?

Detective Dan Burk, Pittsburgh Police.

I'm here investigating

Bea Fraser's murder.

Girls, take five, please.

I'm not really sure what

you expect me to tell you.

I was hoping to gather as much

information on Beatrice Fraser

as I possibly can, so any

information you can give me

anything at all.

Well, she was with me since

she was about 11 years old,

she had a natural ability that I

haven't seen in quite a long time.

She was without a doubt a

rising star in the dance world.

So there's no one that

recently came into her life,

anyone suspicious, a boyfriend,

anyone that would draw your attention?

No, I don't think so.

She rarely socialized

outside of the company.

Well, after interviewing her roommate,

she seems to think there

was definitely a boyfriend.

Carol?

That's correct.

Carol was a bad influence on Beatrice,

ever since they moved in together.

What makes you say that?

How can I put this politely?

Carol is a very materialistic girl.

She was only ever interested

in making money and not art.

Now I tried to tell her,

the only people who do

things for money are whores.

In order to be a great dancer,

you have to dedicate

your life to the dance.

And what would you say

happens to the girls

that don't dedicate themselves?

I wouldn't know. I

have no time for them.

Where were you the night

Beatrice was killed?

I was at home.

Is there anybody that can verify that?

No. Am l a suspect?

It's a good possibility.

Until you have anything

more pressing to ask me,

I really have a class to teach.

Thank you for your time.

Good day, Detective.

So, Gino, this is a piece of cake.

You sure no one is home?

The girl's a stripper.

She works till 3 o'clock

in the morning every night.

Nobody's gonna be there.

What I need you to do is go in,

get bank statements, phone books.

Anything that pertains to Mr. Bergman,

I need you to get it.

I got something for you here.

It's 500 dollars.

When you finish the job,

there's another five.

Come on. Have I ever steered you wrong?

No, J.J. I appreciate

the work, you know that.

Thanks, but just get

the job done for me,

it's important.

I'll take care of it.

Hey, Gus.

Well, Officer Mullan.

You're early tonight.

The usual?

Eggs over easy.

You got it.

[door bangs]

[door slams]

[clacks]

[loud door bang]

[police radio wallah]

Do we know who he is?

[sigh] No I D.

Just five 100 dollar

bills in his pocket.

Strange, huh?

So where was our on-duty

officer while this was going on?

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