Adam-12 (1968–1975): Season 1, Episode 15 - Log 32: Jimmy Eisley's Dealing Smack - full transcript

(female dispatcher)
1-Adam-12, 1-Adam-12,

possible 459
suspects there now.

1-Adam-12, 1-Adam-12,

a 415, man with a gun.

1-Adam-12, no warrant.
Lincoln, X-Ray, Ida 483.

1-Adam-12, a 415, fight group
with chains and knives.

(Russo) Hey, Reed, how are
you coming with that list?

I've contacted
a couple of people.

No luck though.

You mean,
you haven't got anybody yet?

Not yet, no.



Division's havin'
the party next week.

I know that.

We've always had
good entertainment.

(Russo) And you're the
entertainment chairman.

(Reed)
Look I've been trying.

Well, what's the problem?

Everybody I've tried
has turned me down.

What about the fellow we had two years ago?
The motor officer.

Johnny Fredericks?

Yeah, he was great.

My wife still talks about him.

There you go, get him.

I tried. He's out of town.

I still haven't tried these
people down at the bottom.



I'm pretty sure
I can get one of them.

I don't recognize this name.

Oh, he works latent prints.

I hear he's
a very good comedian.

For an amateur, I mean.

Yeah, I've seen his act.

Yeah?

Nothing.

The point is,
I think I can get him.

What for, if he's not funny?

A comic's
supposed to be funny.

I don't think
we ought to even try him.

Okay, let's take him
off the list.

And this gal here, uh,
what does she do?

She's studying singing,
operatic, I think.

Just what we need.

Glad we looked at the list.

She was just a thought.

(Russo) And I've seen
this Marty Claxton.

(Malloy)
We better get up to roll call.

Yeah.

He's okay for a stag dinner
or something.

I hear he's pretty funny.

Yeah, but not for kids. And there's
bound to be a lot of them there.

Believe me, he's not right
for this party at all.

They just shot down
my whole list.

Entertainment.

Why did I ever volunteer
for this thing?

I told you not to do it.

Malloy, you don't understand.

If nobody volunteered
for things like this,

then nothing
would ever get done.

I don't know.
Maybe you make sense to you.

Suppose you could get
Randy Tait.

The folk singer? (Malloy) Hmm.

You gotta be puttin' me on.

Sure, a big star like that.

That's his name
there on the subpoena.

Yeah, Randolph Tait.

You give it to him,
you can ask him.

Malloy,
see that gal over there?

The one with the little girl?

Yeah.

I thought she might be lost
or something.

She's going to the bus stop.

Anyway,
what would I say to him?

"Here's a subpoena, Mr. Tait.

And, oh, by the way,
would you do me a favor?"

Ah, you know what he'd do?

No, I don't know.

I know what he'd do.

Tell me to take
a fast jump at myself.

There's no harm in tryin'.

I'll wind up
lookin' like a fool.

Hey, there's Teejay.

[car horn honking]

Man, you guys
are somethin' else.

I just got back to town last
night and here you are.

Where've you been?

Over to San Berdoo.
Visit my brother.

(Reed)
What about your job?

I quit.

What happened?

Man, I've been pushin'
those lettuce crates

around that storage dock
for six months.

I mean, that's a lot of work.

So I quit.

(Reed)
Just like that.

You know how it is.

I gotta look ahead,
think of the future.

Well,
what're you gonna do now?

I don't know, somethin'.

(Malloy) Where're they
dealing smack in town?

Come on, Malloy, I just
got back to town and--

I know, and you knew what
was happenin' on the street

before you hit the sack.

Well, I, I do hear
a thing or two

every time to time.

They say they're dealin' up
at 23rd and Victoria.

(Malloy)
Who?

Jimmy Eisely.

Out of that vacant lot
up there?

No man, he's got a pad.

Where's his stash?

In the pad, I guess.

What's the address?

I don't know.

But the word is it takes
two knocks to get in.

One, then a little wait
and then another.

Okay. Thanks, Teejay.

Hey, listen, if--if you guys
should hear of a job around,

would you let a fellow know?

Yeah, we will.

Not just, not just anythin',
now, you know.

'Cause I gotta
look to the future.

What-what I need
is a career.

It would help.

Sounds a little vague to me.

He's put us onto
a couple of things before.

Have you talked to the dicks?
Yeah, just now.

Who'd you talk to?
Sergeant Smitson.

He said it sounded
a little vague to him, too.

It's okay with him if we want
to go ahead and move on it.

I can see his point. He's
shorthanded enough this week.

If you like the
information run it down,

when you can find the time.

We'd like to prowl through the
area as soon as it gets dark.

All right, and just in case
you turn anything,

contact Sgt. MacDonald
in L-20.

And I'll try and give you
another unit or two.

What time?

Say 8:00.

Okay, but remember:

handle any regular
customers first.

What I think I'd better do is
ask some of the fellows first.

About what?

Randy T a?.

Don't.

Well, some of them
might not like him.

Some of them probably
wouldn't like Mickey Mouse.

You can't please 'em all.

Unless you're lookin'
for an excuse not to ask him.

No, just 'cause he's
a big star and all,

doesn't bother me.

Okay then.

He's just like anybody else.

That's right.

Besides,
maybe he won't be home.

Isn't that the same gal?

Yeah, still at the bus stop.

Is everything all right,
ma'am?

We noticed you here
about an hour ago

and we were wonderin'...

Just a minute, please.

Are you lost? Is that it?

[sobbing]

All right,
get a hold of yourself.

I mean, there's nothin'
to be afraid of, ma'am.

Can we have your name, ma'am?

Take it easy.
Everything's gonna be fine.

Do you have
some kind of identification?

[sobbing]

You're Ellen Harris?

How long have you been in
from New Mexico, Mrs. Harris?

Since yesterday.

Do you know anybody
here in town?

My husband.

What's his name?

Bob.

Robert.

(Malloy) Would you know
how to get a hold of him?

He--he's stayin'
with his Uncle Fred.

Is his uncle's name Harris,
too?

Any middle name?

L--l don't know.

Elizabeth here
hasn't had anything to eat

since this morning.

We'll see you get
something to eat, Elizabeth.

(Malloy)
We sure will.

You don't have any money,
do you?

And no address
for your husband's uncle?

L--l was trying to look him up
in the phone book.

But you have so many books.

And a lot of Harrises.

How long has it been
since you ate?

Yesterday.

But she's the one
I'm concerned about.

[sobbing]

Here.

If you had these,
why didn't you feed her?

Because they're not mine.

I stole them.

Where from?

That market down the street.

L--l never took anything
before, never.

That's the truth.

It'll be all right.
Don't you worry.

What're we gonna do?

I don't know exactly.

We just can't leave her there.

No.

Let me make a couple of calls.

What does your husband do,
Mrs. Harris?

Sheet metal.

He came to get a job with one
of those aircraft companies

about two weeks ago.

What about his uncle?

He's some kind of painter.

She's a pretty little girl.

Poor thing's all tired out
from crying.

Do we have to wait much more?

Well, just until
my partner gets back.

He's gone to find out
where he can take you.

Oh, Elizabeth.

I guess she does make
a problem for you.

Not too much.

It's a fearsome town.

It can be.

Well, there now,
that's more like it.

You get in the car,
Mrs. Harris.

We'll drop you off at the
Salvation Army. Where?

The Salvation Army.

(Reed) Hey, hey, hey, now.
What's the matter?

I thought I was going to jail.

Oh, don't worry
about the cookies.

We'll explain that
to the manager. We know him.

I never even opened it.

He can see that for himself.

I kept thinking

I could wait a bit
for something to happen

before I had to do that.

You tell him that, please.

We will.

You sure now.

How long did that guy at the
Salvation Army say they'd keep her?

Till she gets squared away.

They're gonna call
the unions tomorrow.

They should be able to find
her husband or the uncle.

There's the street, 23rd.

The pad must be
around here someplace.

Let's start with the alley.

[crickets chirping]

N'[rock music playing]

(Malloy)
Okay, we got it.

Get the car out of here
and put us Code 6.

N'[music continues playing]

[engine starting]

[door opening]

Hold it. Police.

Hey, hey. (Malloy) Quiet

Okay, let's go.

Left hand on the back
of the head.

How many people still inside?

Come on.

Four.

What's your name?

Bob Wills.

1-Adam-12 request 1-L-20
meet me on Tac-2.

(female dispatcher)
1-Adam-12, roger.

Get in.

1-Adam-12 to L-20.

(Sergeant)
L-20, go.

Sergeant, we just picked up
a narco suspect

in the alley behind
2357 Victoria.

There are four others inside.

They're gonna miss him
pretty soon.

If we're gonna take this
place, we've better move.

I'm on the way, Malloy.

Ordering some back-up.

Turn your prisoner over
to the first unit shows up.

KMA.

1-Adam-12, roger.

Looks like we're in business.

N'[music playing]

[knock on door]

Hold it right there.

Let's have it.

[radio clicks off]

[sighing]

Put your hands
behind your head.

What's your name?

Jim.

Uh, Jim Ralston.

I'm gonna give you
your rights.

"You have the right
to remain silent.

"If you give up the right to
remain silent, anything you say

"can and will be used
against you in a court of law.

"You have the right
to speak with an attorney

"and to have an attorney
present during questioning.

"If you desire an attorney
and cannot afford one,

one will be appointed for you
without charge."

You understand these rights
as I've explained them to you?

Yeah.

You wanna give up the right
to remain silent?

Yeah, okay.

You wanna give up the right
to speak with an attorney

and to have him present during
questioning? Sure, sure.

When did you shoot last?

Oh, about 5:00, I guess.

Right there, huh?

Yeah, yeah, I guess.

You were holdin'
two dime bags.

Where'd you get 'em?

Around, out on the street.

Don't give me that.

You got 'em from a guy
and the guy's got a name.

Where's Jimmy keep his stash?

Oh, man, I don't know
nothin' about that.

How long you've been here?

A couple of hours.

Bought three, four bags
from him.

No, no, uh-uh.

Anybody else buy from him?
No, uh-uh.

How long have you known Jimmy?

Um.

Like, uh, about two weeks,
uh, 10 days.

L--l haven't counted.

Close your eyes.
Huh?

Close your eyes.

What it was is, um...

You see, Jim's leavin' town,

and I just came by
to give him a hand.

Help out, like the rest,
you know.

Mmm-hmm. Open 'em up.

How much did you shoot?
A full bag?

Oh, no, man.

I couldn't afford that.
Half a bag, you know.

I'll tell you one thing,
friend.

You shot a lot later
than 5:00.

Let's go.

All right, you can start
putting it back, Miss Parks.

Okay, you just
sit down there a while.

I found these on him.

James Ralston.

I'll check all the stuff
in here.

Keep your own list.
Okay.

I questioned him some.

Nothing?

He claims he doesn't know
where the stash is.

My guess is
nobody knows that but Jimmy.

Figures. He's got a lot
of dough tied up in it.

Have you talked to him?

No, go ahead.

I gave him his rights.

Okay, Jimmy, let's go inside.

[sighing]

[door closing]

My partner says
he gave you your rights.

Yeah, yeah, he did.

You wanna waive 'em?

Sure, why not?

Goin' someplace?

Goin' down to the Springs
for a few days.

It's nice down there.

(Eisely)
Yeah, real great.

How long you've been dealin'
out of this pad?

[chuckling]
Come on.

You sold Ralston
three or four bags.

He tell you that?

We took two off him.
And he'd shot at least one.

Nobody's been shootin' here.

Come on, man. We picked up
Bob Wills outside.

He had a sack full
of cotton balls.

One of 'em was wet.
Had blood on it.

Now--now, there you are.

You get a few people
in the place,

you just can't keep track
of 'em all.

You've known Ralston long?

Oh, a few months, that's it.

He says two weeks.

Well.

[door opening]

Thought you might
be interested in this.

(Malloy)
Cutting equipment.

What're you doing
with all these balloons?

Well, I, uh,
I just have 'em, you know.

You can find stuff like that
in a lot of houses.

Not in the back
of the TV set, you don't.

You searchin' the place?

Uh-huh.

No fresh marks.

I haven't shot in four years.

Yeah, you're a regular
boy scout, aren't you?

Your hand's cold. You nervous?

Sure I'm nervous.

Pad full of cops
gonna tear the place apart...

We don't have to.
Just tell us where it is.

Man, I have not been dealin'!

That'll be the day.

Okay, come on.

[sighing]

You and Reed might as well
start in here.

You wanna take that side?

Mmm-mmm.

Well, we're about finished
in here.

All we got is
one lousy bust on possession.

And not much else.

You know,
I've been watching Jimmy.

I don't think he's looked
toward the bedroom once.

You check everything?
Yeah.

We can take another look.

Yeah.

I got it.

It was hangin' in the drain.

You can look
at the bedroom now, Jimmy.

You know how much
that stuff cost me?

Try the bright side.

At least you saved the price
of a trip to Palm Springs.

Come on, let's go.

What do you say?

Shall we go try and give
Mr. Tait his subpoena?

[clicking tongue]

I guess we'd better.

What's eating you?

What I think I'd better do
is write Randy Tait a letter.

(Malloy) Reed. I
got his address.

Don't make a big deal
out of it.

I could, uh,
say something like

"I'm the officer that met you
the other night."

You know, and not mention
the subpoena.

A letter takes too long.

Just go and ask him.
He won't bite you.

I guess not.

And if he does, you can always
book him for battery.

You don't have to come along.
I can handle it.

No, I'll serve him
the subpoena.

Then if he's gonna get upset,
I'll be the heavy.

And you can ask him
about the party.

(Malloy)
Well, you were gonna ask him?

Well, I was thinkin' about
just coming back

and tellin' you
he turned me down.

Well, come on.

Let's get it over with.

(Malloy)
Go ahead, lay it on 'em.

Well, I got you a guy
for the party.

Who?

Randy T a?.

You're kidding.
No.

Holy smoke!
How'd you get him?

Oh, we had to serve him
with a subpoena.

He has to testify
in a tax case,

some record company or other.

(Reed)
So, I ask him.

He's more than happy to come.
He's great.

Hey, how much is
it gonna cost us?

Oh, he wanted
to do it for free,

but I told him we had
to pay him somethin', so...

So?

Well, he said
he'd only take union scale.

That's $50.

We've never had a star
that big before.

Nobody's ever had
a star that big.

It's sure too bad.

(Reed)
What's the matter?

Well, that you waited till
the last minute like this.

I mean, you should've
buttoned him up sooner, Reed.

We could've raised
the price of the tickets.

You just can't win, partner.