Adam-12 (1968–1975): Season 1, Episode 18 - Log 112: You Blew It - full transcript
Malloy and Reed conduct a traffic stop, but decide to let the man off with a warning before the NCIC check is completed. In their haste, they let a man wanted on armed robbery and weapons charges go free. The lieutenant calls the officers in to scold them for not going "by the book," particularly since another officer could have responded to the scene of what turned out to be a routine domestic dispute. Malloy and Reed must then put their being scolded behind them as they come up with a plan to nab the wanted criminal.
(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.
one-Adam-12, no warrant.
Lincoln, X-Ray, Ida 483.
1-Adam-12 a 415, fight group
with chains and knives.
But isn't it kind of rough to
give a guy a couple days off
just because he, uh,
didn't go exactly by the book?
Now that you mention it,
I guess it is a little rough.
I mean, all Hopkins did was nick
a light standard rolling Code 2.
Barely creased his fender,
and he did manage
to miss the pedestrian.
Oh, he scared her a little,
maybe, but--
Okay, Malloy,
but I'm serious.
I guess the thing
that bugs me
is that Hopkins makes
the scene in time to break up
what might have been a big gang fight.
Right? Right.
And he gets two days off
with no pay
just because he didn't go
exactly by the book. Right?
Wrong. He got two days off
because he goofed
and almost clobbered
somebody, and himself.
Okay, maybe he would've made it there
just as fast if he'd taken it easier.
But how do you know? I mean, where
does it say that in the book?
It doesn't. That's something
called "judgment."
You know, sometimes you can
go strictly by the book
and wind up just as wrong.
I guess I have to figure out how
to get, uh, good instant judgment.
It's not easy to come by.
Just remember, every time you're out
on the street, your neck's out a mile.
(female dispatcher) 1-Adam-12,
1-Adam-12, a 390415. See the man.
2534 Hartfield Drive South.
1-Adam-12,
handle the call Code 2.
1-Adam-12, roger.
It's that little
bucket of blood, Cal's Joynt.
They had the 211 there
last week.
There's always
something going on.
[tires screeching]
Beautiful.
Looks even better
at night.
N?oud music playing]
[TV squawking]
What's the trouble
this time, Cal?
The guy at the end,
on the last stool.
He's been comin' in here every once in a while.
Don't know his name.
He just comes in
and starts to drink.
But don't they all?
Yeah, but this time he doesn't
want to pay his bill.
He just wants more booze.
Cal, you know I can't
do anything about that
unless you want to make a citizen's
arrest for defrauding an innkeeper.
I don't want no trouble
with the guy.
I try to keep a nice place.
Mmm-hmm.
But then he starts yelling
at my customers.
They wanna watch the movie,
he doesn't wanna watch.
So he starts
calling 'em names.
He looks pretty peaceful
right now.
Yeah, that's because
you're here.
But if he opens up his yap once more,
somebody's liable to belt him,
and you know
what happens then.
Okay, I'll talk to him. Maybe
it'll cool him down a little.
Look, mister,
why don't you--
[Malloy groans]
[clattering]
(man) Hey, look, one
of the cops is down.
(woman)
What happened?
I don't know.
Maybe he slipped.
Nah, I think
he's just drunk.
Why don't you cops
leave us alone?
(crowd)
Yeah.
Hey, maybe we ought to get
these Cossacks, right now.
[crowd agreeing]
(COP) All right, hold it!
Come on, settle down.
It's all over.
(woman)
I think it's the police.
Big man
with a stick.
[people muttering]
They needed
a martyr.
Well, what's
the caper?
Well, I went down to the end of
the bar to talk to this guy,
and he decked me.
Reed came down
to give me a hand
and the crowd started gettin' mad.
They're a little tense.
Thought you said
the guy hit you.
He did.
lsaw him.
Where is he?
I guess he ran out the back
door after he slugged me.
He's not here now.
What does he look like?
Well, I'm not sure.
It happened pretty fast.
You and Reed get back on patrol.
I'll check it out.
If there's
a brutality angle here,
I'll have to make
the report myself.
Thanks, Malloy. Sorry, if I
got you into any trouble.
That's all right, Cal.
That's all part of the job.
See you.
Malloy?
Are you sure
you didn't slip?
Yes. I'm sure
I didn't slip.
No offense, Malloy.
It's...
It's just that
the guy that hit you--
Forget it, Cal.
I sure blew that one.
Yeah, well,
I didn't help much.
I shouldn't have tried
to do Cal a favor.
I should've stuck
to the book.
Yeah, and we would've left, and, uh,
maybe Cal ends up with a major 415.
Yeah, I know. But I didn't
have to lean down like that
so the guy
could belt me.
Did you get
a good look at him?
It was pretty dark in there, but
I'll know him if I see him.
Look at that.
Yeah.
[car door slamming]
S-Something wrong, Officers?
May I see your
driver's license, please?
You almost hit a pedestrian
in the crosswalk back there.
Yeah, I did,
didn't n
You see, I'm late for a
date with my girlfriend
so I just wasn't
paying attention.
I notice your paper license
is torn. Half of it's missing.
Yes sir. I don't know
how that happened.
Uh, where is your temporary
registration slip?
I don't see it
on the windshield.
It's in the glove compartment.
Uh, I'll get it for you.
I'll get it,
if you don't mind.
Okay, it should be
the only thing in there.
Well, it seems okay.
The numbers on the temporary
registration match up
with the first few
on the paper plate.
Let me borrow that
a minute, will you?
Sure.
1-Adam-12, requesting
clear frequency to run one.
(female dispatcher) All units
on frequency one, stand by.
1-Adam-12, go ahead.
Want-only on subject
James Alvin Walker,
male Caucasian,
brown and blue,
mo", us,
D.O.B. 12-3-33.
Want-only on vehicle,
1968 Chevrolet sedan,
registered to Angel
Leasing Company,
ID 2534971.
(female dispatcher) 1-Adam-12, roger.
Frequency one, clear.
There you are, sir.
Would you sign this, please,
Mr. Walker?
This is not
an admission of guilt,
simply your agreement to appear at
the time and place indicated below.
Any unit in the vicinity.
identify and handle.
415, man with a knife.
1123 West Cosman Street.
Any unit in the vicinity.
identify and handle Code 2.
1-Adam-12. Will handle.
Thank you, sir.
Let's go, partner. We got a
hotshot two blocks from here.
[tires squealing]
Oh!
[grunts]
It's the girl next door,
Officers.
There's a man in there,
and he's got a knife.
And I'm sure
he's gonna kill her.
All right, now, calm down. What makes
you think he's gonna kill her?
I heard him. He said so.
I was over there, next to her
porch, um, looking for my cat.
And I heard them talking
through the door. It's open.
He said he had a knife, and
he's gonna kill her with it!
Do you know who he is?
No, I don't.
What about the girl?
Know anything about her?
She just moved in
a few days ago.
I just know she lives alone.
Why are you wasting time?
He could be killing her
while we're standing here.
All right,
we'll take care of it.
(man) All right, come one, Betsy.
Enough is enough.
(Betsy)
Again, Howard.
(Howard)
All right.
"I'm gonna kill you,
Madelaine!
I'm gonna take this knife
and kill you with it!"
"Ralph, no!"
Who is it?
(Malloy)
Police. Open up.
What's happening?
That's what we'd like
to find out.
Is somebody in there with you?
Just Howard.
You wanna ask him to come
out here, please? Sure.
Howard, come on out,
the cops wanna talk to you.
Wha-what's going on?
What's the beef?
What's your name, miss?
Blake. Betsy Blake.
Miss Blake, has this man
been threatening you?
Threatening me? Howard?
Who told you that?
He doesn't have
a knife?
Knife?
Oh, my...
It's the scene!
We've been rehearsing a scene together.
You know, like actors.
That old bat next door
has been snoopin' again.
So you two are actors
and that's all it was?
That's all. Well, look,
see for yourself.
Yep, it's a play,
all right.
Well, sorry to have troubled you folks.
Let's go, partner.
No sweat, fellas.
Drop around anytime.
It's all taken care of, ma'am. Just a
couple of actors rehearsing a play.
Actors!
[stammers]
Well, how was I to know?
There was no way you could've. You
did the right thing to call us.
Just one bit
of advice, though.
Yes?
From now on,
I wouldn't pay much attention
to anything that
goes on in there.
[engine starting]
Man, as false alarms go,
that's sure one for the books.
Yeah.
Cute girl, though.
Yeah.
Malloy?
Yeah.
I'm no expert, but
from what I read, uh,
that seemed like
a pretty lousy play to me.
Mmm-hmm.
Cute girl, though.
(female dispatcher) 1-Adam-12, 1-Adam-12.
Go to the station, Code 2.
1-Adam-12, roger.
(Moore) I'll take care of it, first
thing in the morning. Right.
About a half-hour ago, you two
went Code 6 over on Adams.
What happened?
We stopped a vehicle.
The driver almost creamed
somebody in a cross-walk. And?
Well, nothing. I wrote him a
citation and he signed it.
What's the problem, Lieutenant?
He make a complaint or something?
Did you run him?
Yes sir, we ran him.
What did you get
on the return?
Well, we didn't wait
for the return.
A-An "any unit" hotshot
went down,
just a couple of blocks
from us,
so we grabbed it
and took off.
Turned out to be
a false alarm, too.
Did we blow it,
Lieutenant?
You blew it, Malloy.
The guy you just let
drive off, James Walker,
is wanted for armed robbery.
And the car he was driving
is hot.
Look, Lieutenant,
the guy seemed clean.
I mean, he was cooperative
and everything.
The hotshot sounded serious. How
were we to know it was a phony?
Reed, a false alarm
can happen to anybody.
But the book says if you run a
want, you wait for the return.
You just don't kick
a suspect loose.
Yes, sir. But still the
thing-- Still nothing.
Malloy, how fast did you
grab that hotshot call?
Just as soon
as it came out.
Then neither of you knows
how many other units
might have been able to respond
if you'd left it alone
and waited for the return
on Walker.
So you grabbed it, and wound
up with a false alarm
while a real dangerous character
you had your hands on
is still walking around loose.
It was my fault, Lieutenant.
I decided to roll on the 415.
Sure it was your fault, Malloy.
You're the senior officer.
Everything that happens in that
car is your responsibility.
That's all for the moment.
The Captain may just want to
talk to you about it tomorrow.
In the meantime,
go back to work.
Yes, sir.
[sighing]
Oh, was he mad.
It's worse that that.
He also happens to be right.
Let's get out of here.
We got work to do.
The way I figure it,
Walker thinks he's home free,
that we don't know
he's wanted.
Well, we're gonna get him.
Aren't the detectives
working on that?
Sure they are. But we're the
ones that turned him loose.
So we're gonna find him first,
even if it takes all night.
Now, what do we know
about him?
L-it's not much, but Walker
did mention he was late
for a date
with his girlfriend.
Do you think he's
telling the truth?
You can't tell.
He didn't have to say anything,
so maybe it is true.
How do we find out who his
girlfriend is and where she lives?
We can start by checking his package.
Let's find a phone.
I talked to Flo in Records.
She's gonna call
R and I downtown
and get us whatever
they've got on Walker.
We'll go Code 7 at the station
in about 20 minutes
and pick up
whatever she's got for us.
There's nothing much
to eat at the station.
Who's hungry?
(female dispatcher) 1-Adam-12, 1-Adam-12.
See the woman.
A landlord-tenant dispute.
9173 Gloria Way.
1-Adam-12, Code 2.
1-Adam-12, roger.
Get out of here!
Get out of here!
Get him
out of here.
You gotta let me go up there.
Make her let me go up there!
Quiet down. Did you call the police?
Yes, I did.
He was up there,
pounding on her door,
yelling his head off.
Look, she's dying.
Who's dying?
What's going on?
Janet.
Oh, he's drunk.
I had a couple of drinks.
I was at home.
Oh, if you believe him...
Men! He's like
all the rest of them.
In and out of here all the time.
When that girl--
Hold it down. I wanna hear
what he's got to say.
She called me. She said
she was going to kill herself.
What room is she in?
3E.
Bring your keys.
Oh, the stories he's told me
to get up there.
(man)
Come on, hurry.
Janet?
Janet, honey?
Open up.
You see the stuff that goes on, and
at this hour of the night, too!
(landlady) Maybe I ought
to throw her out.
That's what I ought
to do: throw her out.
Janet?
Oh, no.
Oh, no, she can't
die here.
Cut it out!
Get her on her feet.
Don't try that, I said!
She can die someplace else!
Understand? Put her in the car.
Take her anywhere.
I don't want her here.
Call an ambulance.
When you talked to her on the phone,
did she tell you what she'd taken?
Some kind of pills.
Barbiturate, probably.
I'll check the bathroom.
Put that stuff down.
What's your name?
Genevieve Wilson. I've had
enough trouble with that girl--
Mrs. Wilson, you have an apartment
in this building, don't you?
Yes, I have. You go down
to it and stay there.
Yes, but I--
Right now,
or I'll put handcuffs
on you.
[phone clicking]
Female, possible suicide,
with pills.
Right.
You have any identification,
Mr. Larson?
I--I--I didn't even
bring my wallet.
Can you give me
her full name?
Janet Larson.
She is my sister.
Has she ever attempted
anything like this before?
Well, she's
talked about it.
W-W-W-What did he say?
Is she gonna be all right?
She's dead, Mr. Larson.
(Malloy)
I'm very sorry.
She was a real
pretty girl.
Yeah.
You know what it was about?
Her second marriage broke up.
She couldn't take it.
She was only 24.
24.
And that landlady, Mrs. Wilson,
she'll probably live to be a hundred.
Oh, let's go to station
and see what Flo's got for us
on our friend Walker.
[printers clicking]
You got anything from downtown
for us, Flo?
Sure do, Malloy.
R and I had some
real good information.
If it's the same Walker, looks
like you turned up a live one.
Yeah, I know.
Thanks, Flo.
Anytime, fellas.
It looks like he steals
cars for a hobby.
Yeah, and not only cars.
Look at this rap sheet.
He's been busted
all over the country.
Armed robbery, burglary...
Here's the latest info
from his 5-10. Let's see.
His driver's license
had a Long Beach address.
This says, uh,
Glendale YMCA.
Address is only a couple of months
old, so it's probably still good,
unless he gave
a phony address to DMV
when he got the driver's license.
Yeah.
Hey, here's the names and
addresses of three girlfriends.
And they're all in the same
general area we stopped him in.
So's the place
he stole that car today.
Anything else we need?
No, let's get out of here.
And that takes care of, uh,
two of Walker's girlfriends,
and nothing.
Yeah, well, what's the
address of the last one?
That's over on
Soosun Street.
It's about a mile
from where we stopped him.
Think it figures?
I don't know.
But it's all we got to go on,
so we'll check it out.
Malloy.
(Malloy)
Put us Code 6.
1-Adam-12. Code 6
at 5939 Soosun Street.
(female dispatcher)
1-Adam-12, roger.
The hood's cold. He must've come
straight here after we stopped him.
[Walker laughing] (Annie) Yeah!
I'll drink to that!
[Annie chuckling]
[Walker laughing]
(Annie)
I'll drink to that one!
[Walker] Let's just
say that those 2 cops
were coming
in the back door, huh?
Let's just say that.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Yeah, get him!
[Annie and Walker laughing]
[Walker]
I got 'em! I got .em!
You better get on the radio and
request a backup unit, just in case.
Okay.
(Walker)
Huh? Huh?
[chuckles]
[Walker and Annie laughing]
[softly] 1-Adam-12, requesting
a unit to meet us Code 2
at 5939 Soosun Street.
[Walker chuckling]
[Annie laughing]
Let's-- Let's say they're coming
right through that back door.
Let's just say that. Yeah, yeah.
Okay!
Yeah, yeah!
[Walker imitating gun firing]
I missed 'em.
Oh, baby.
[both cackling]
He just poured another drink. That
guy must think he's Clyde Barrow.
Yeah, well, if he's not careful,
he may end up the same way.
[Walker laughing drunkenly]
[Annie laughing]
We got a suspect in the
kitchen with his girlfriend.
He's got a gun and they
both been drinkin'.
You guys
cover the front.
I think we can get him
to come out the back door.
You want to take him?
What do you think?
Okay, here's the way
we do it.
You go around and knock
on the back door.
I'll cover him from the window.
Okay.
If he starts anything,
I've got him cold.
Now, when you knock on the
door, if he doesn't answer it,
kick it in.
Yeah.
And Reed, remember,
when you knock on the door,
don't stand
in front of him.
I'll remember.
[Walker laughing]
Annie, this is the life, huh?
[Annie chuckling]
'Cause he said,
"What'll it be?"
[Walker laughing]
(Reed) Open up, Walker!
Police officer!
Come on, baby! Show him
where it's at!
Come on, baby,
blow their heads off!
Come on, show 'em
how you do it.
Come on baby,
blast 'em!
[glass shattering] All
right, hold it right there!
Put the gun down on the table,
very carefully.
Okay, Reed, go on in!
All right, Walker, turn around and
put your hands up on the cabinet.
Let's go.
You, too, lady.
All right, left hand
on the back of your head.
Who is that?
Uh, his name's
James Alvin Walker,
wanted for, uh,
armed robbery and GT A,
the latest one being
this afternoon
at a place called
the Angel Leasing Company.
Oh, yes,
I've heard about Walker.
Seems there were two
officers on patrol
who had him stopped once,
then let him go.
Quite a coincidence,
you two picking him up.
Well, you see, Lieutenant,
it was like this...
You know, for a while there I was beginning
to think it just wasn't our night.
Like everything we did
seemed to turn out wrong.
You know the old adage: "When
in doubt, ask the Sergeant."
Ask the Sergeant what?
Uh, what about that guy
that decked me, Sarge?
We got him. Walters and
Brinkman are booking him now.
Say, Malloy, are you sure
you didn't slip?
Yes, I'm sure
I didn't slip.
This him?
That's him.
I'd know that face anywhere.
How did you take him?
Well, it wasn't easy.
I bet, he's got a fist
like a mallet.
Yeah, he's pretty tough.
Well, Walters and Brinkman got
the call a little while ago
that he was back
at Cal's Joynt.
I rolled on it.
When we get there,
Brinkman takes the back door,
I go in the front
with Walters.
He put up
much of a fight?
Well, it was touch-and-go
there for a while.
As a matter of fact,
we weren't sure the handcuffs
would even hold him.
Big wrists, huh?
No, small.
Small?
Yeah, he was a midget,
about 4'8".
[all laughing]
1-Adam-12, 1-Adam-12.
Possible 459
suspects there now.
1-Adam-12, 1-Adam-12,
a 415, man with a gun.
one-Adam-12, no warrant.
Lincoln, X-Ray, Ida 483.
1-Adam-12 a 415, fight group
with chains and knives.
But isn't it kind of rough to
give a guy a couple days off
just because he, uh,
didn't go exactly by the book?
Now that you mention it,
I guess it is a little rough.
I mean, all Hopkins did was nick
a light standard rolling Code 2.
Barely creased his fender,
and he did manage
to miss the pedestrian.
Oh, he scared her a little,
maybe, but--
Okay, Malloy,
but I'm serious.
I guess the thing
that bugs me
is that Hopkins makes
the scene in time to break up
what might have been a big gang fight.
Right? Right.
And he gets two days off
with no pay
just because he didn't go
exactly by the book. Right?
Wrong. He got two days off
because he goofed
and almost clobbered
somebody, and himself.
Okay, maybe he would've made it there
just as fast if he'd taken it easier.
But how do you know? I mean, where
does it say that in the book?
It doesn't. That's something
called "judgment."
You know, sometimes you can
go strictly by the book
and wind up just as wrong.
I guess I have to figure out how
to get, uh, good instant judgment.
It's not easy to come by.
Just remember, every time you're out
on the street, your neck's out a mile.
(female dispatcher) 1-Adam-12,
1-Adam-12, a 390415. See the man.
2534 Hartfield Drive South.
1-Adam-12,
handle the call Code 2.
1-Adam-12, roger.
It's that little
bucket of blood, Cal's Joynt.
They had the 211 there
last week.
There's always
something going on.
[tires screeching]
Beautiful.
Looks even better
at night.
N?oud music playing]
[TV squawking]
What's the trouble
this time, Cal?
The guy at the end,
on the last stool.
He's been comin' in here every once in a while.
Don't know his name.
He just comes in
and starts to drink.
But don't they all?
Yeah, but this time he doesn't
want to pay his bill.
He just wants more booze.
Cal, you know I can't
do anything about that
unless you want to make a citizen's
arrest for defrauding an innkeeper.
I don't want no trouble
with the guy.
I try to keep a nice place.
Mmm-hmm.
But then he starts yelling
at my customers.
They wanna watch the movie,
he doesn't wanna watch.
So he starts
calling 'em names.
He looks pretty peaceful
right now.
Yeah, that's because
you're here.
But if he opens up his yap once more,
somebody's liable to belt him,
and you know
what happens then.
Okay, I'll talk to him. Maybe
it'll cool him down a little.
Look, mister,
why don't you--
[Malloy groans]
[clattering]
(man) Hey, look, one
of the cops is down.
(woman)
What happened?
I don't know.
Maybe he slipped.
Nah, I think
he's just drunk.
Why don't you cops
leave us alone?
(crowd)
Yeah.
Hey, maybe we ought to get
these Cossacks, right now.
[crowd agreeing]
(COP) All right, hold it!
Come on, settle down.
It's all over.
(woman)
I think it's the police.
Big man
with a stick.
[people muttering]
They needed
a martyr.
Well, what's
the caper?
Well, I went down to the end of
the bar to talk to this guy,
and he decked me.
Reed came down
to give me a hand
and the crowd started gettin' mad.
They're a little tense.
Thought you said
the guy hit you.
He did.
lsaw him.
Where is he?
I guess he ran out the back
door after he slugged me.
He's not here now.
What does he look like?
Well, I'm not sure.
It happened pretty fast.
You and Reed get back on patrol.
I'll check it out.
If there's
a brutality angle here,
I'll have to make
the report myself.
Thanks, Malloy. Sorry, if I
got you into any trouble.
That's all right, Cal.
That's all part of the job.
See you.
Malloy?
Are you sure
you didn't slip?
Yes. I'm sure
I didn't slip.
No offense, Malloy.
It's...
It's just that
the guy that hit you--
Forget it, Cal.
I sure blew that one.
Yeah, well,
I didn't help much.
I shouldn't have tried
to do Cal a favor.
I should've stuck
to the book.
Yeah, and we would've left, and, uh,
maybe Cal ends up with a major 415.
Yeah, I know. But I didn't
have to lean down like that
so the guy
could belt me.
Did you get
a good look at him?
It was pretty dark in there, but
I'll know him if I see him.
Look at that.
Yeah.
[car door slamming]
S-Something wrong, Officers?
May I see your
driver's license, please?
You almost hit a pedestrian
in the crosswalk back there.
Yeah, I did,
didn't n
You see, I'm late for a
date with my girlfriend
so I just wasn't
paying attention.
I notice your paper license
is torn. Half of it's missing.
Yes sir. I don't know
how that happened.
Uh, where is your temporary
registration slip?
I don't see it
on the windshield.
It's in the glove compartment.
Uh, I'll get it for you.
I'll get it,
if you don't mind.
Okay, it should be
the only thing in there.
Well, it seems okay.
The numbers on the temporary
registration match up
with the first few
on the paper plate.
Let me borrow that
a minute, will you?
Sure.
1-Adam-12, requesting
clear frequency to run one.
(female dispatcher) All units
on frequency one, stand by.
1-Adam-12, go ahead.
Want-only on subject
James Alvin Walker,
male Caucasian,
brown and blue,
mo", us,
D.O.B. 12-3-33.
Want-only on vehicle,
1968 Chevrolet sedan,
registered to Angel
Leasing Company,
ID 2534971.
(female dispatcher) 1-Adam-12, roger.
Frequency one, clear.
There you are, sir.
Would you sign this, please,
Mr. Walker?
This is not
an admission of guilt,
simply your agreement to appear at
the time and place indicated below.
Any unit in the vicinity.
identify and handle.
415, man with a knife.
1123 West Cosman Street.
Any unit in the vicinity.
identify and handle Code 2.
1-Adam-12. Will handle.
Thank you, sir.
Let's go, partner. We got a
hotshot two blocks from here.
[tires squealing]
Oh!
[grunts]
It's the girl next door,
Officers.
There's a man in there,
and he's got a knife.
And I'm sure
he's gonna kill her.
All right, now, calm down. What makes
you think he's gonna kill her?
I heard him. He said so.
I was over there, next to her
porch, um, looking for my cat.
And I heard them talking
through the door. It's open.
He said he had a knife, and
he's gonna kill her with it!
Do you know who he is?
No, I don't.
What about the girl?
Know anything about her?
She just moved in
a few days ago.
I just know she lives alone.
Why are you wasting time?
He could be killing her
while we're standing here.
All right,
we'll take care of it.
(man) All right, come one, Betsy.
Enough is enough.
(Betsy)
Again, Howard.
(Howard)
All right.
"I'm gonna kill you,
Madelaine!
I'm gonna take this knife
and kill you with it!"
"Ralph, no!"
Who is it?
(Malloy)
Police. Open up.
What's happening?
That's what we'd like
to find out.
Is somebody in there with you?
Just Howard.
You wanna ask him to come
out here, please? Sure.
Howard, come on out,
the cops wanna talk to you.
Wha-what's going on?
What's the beef?
What's your name, miss?
Blake. Betsy Blake.
Miss Blake, has this man
been threatening you?
Threatening me? Howard?
Who told you that?
He doesn't have
a knife?
Knife?
Oh, my...
It's the scene!
We've been rehearsing a scene together.
You know, like actors.
That old bat next door
has been snoopin' again.
So you two are actors
and that's all it was?
That's all. Well, look,
see for yourself.
Yep, it's a play,
all right.
Well, sorry to have troubled you folks.
Let's go, partner.
No sweat, fellas.
Drop around anytime.
It's all taken care of, ma'am. Just a
couple of actors rehearsing a play.
Actors!
[stammers]
Well, how was I to know?
There was no way you could've. You
did the right thing to call us.
Just one bit
of advice, though.
Yes?
From now on,
I wouldn't pay much attention
to anything that
goes on in there.
[engine starting]
Man, as false alarms go,
that's sure one for the books.
Yeah.
Cute girl, though.
Yeah.
Malloy?
Yeah.
I'm no expert, but
from what I read, uh,
that seemed like
a pretty lousy play to me.
Mmm-hmm.
Cute girl, though.
(female dispatcher) 1-Adam-12, 1-Adam-12.
Go to the station, Code 2.
1-Adam-12, roger.
(Moore) I'll take care of it, first
thing in the morning. Right.
About a half-hour ago, you two
went Code 6 over on Adams.
What happened?
We stopped a vehicle.
The driver almost creamed
somebody in a cross-walk. And?
Well, nothing. I wrote him a
citation and he signed it.
What's the problem, Lieutenant?
He make a complaint or something?
Did you run him?
Yes sir, we ran him.
What did you get
on the return?
Well, we didn't wait
for the return.
A-An "any unit" hotshot
went down,
just a couple of blocks
from us,
so we grabbed it
and took off.
Turned out to be
a false alarm, too.
Did we blow it,
Lieutenant?
You blew it, Malloy.
The guy you just let
drive off, James Walker,
is wanted for armed robbery.
And the car he was driving
is hot.
Look, Lieutenant,
the guy seemed clean.
I mean, he was cooperative
and everything.
The hotshot sounded serious. How
were we to know it was a phony?
Reed, a false alarm
can happen to anybody.
But the book says if you run a
want, you wait for the return.
You just don't kick
a suspect loose.
Yes, sir. But still the
thing-- Still nothing.
Malloy, how fast did you
grab that hotshot call?
Just as soon
as it came out.
Then neither of you knows
how many other units
might have been able to respond
if you'd left it alone
and waited for the return
on Walker.
So you grabbed it, and wound
up with a false alarm
while a real dangerous character
you had your hands on
is still walking around loose.
It was my fault, Lieutenant.
I decided to roll on the 415.
Sure it was your fault, Malloy.
You're the senior officer.
Everything that happens in that
car is your responsibility.
That's all for the moment.
The Captain may just want to
talk to you about it tomorrow.
In the meantime,
go back to work.
Yes, sir.
[sighing]
Oh, was he mad.
It's worse that that.
He also happens to be right.
Let's get out of here.
We got work to do.
The way I figure it,
Walker thinks he's home free,
that we don't know
he's wanted.
Well, we're gonna get him.
Aren't the detectives
working on that?
Sure they are. But we're the
ones that turned him loose.
So we're gonna find him first,
even if it takes all night.
Now, what do we know
about him?
L-it's not much, but Walker
did mention he was late
for a date
with his girlfriend.
Do you think he's
telling the truth?
You can't tell.
He didn't have to say anything,
so maybe it is true.
How do we find out who his
girlfriend is and where she lives?
We can start by checking his package.
Let's find a phone.
I talked to Flo in Records.
She's gonna call
R and I downtown
and get us whatever
they've got on Walker.
We'll go Code 7 at the station
in about 20 minutes
and pick up
whatever she's got for us.
There's nothing much
to eat at the station.
Who's hungry?
(female dispatcher) 1-Adam-12, 1-Adam-12.
See the woman.
A landlord-tenant dispute.
9173 Gloria Way.
1-Adam-12, Code 2.
1-Adam-12, roger.
Get out of here!
Get out of here!
Get him
out of here.
You gotta let me go up there.
Make her let me go up there!
Quiet down. Did you call the police?
Yes, I did.
He was up there,
pounding on her door,
yelling his head off.
Look, she's dying.
Who's dying?
What's going on?
Janet.
Oh, he's drunk.
I had a couple of drinks.
I was at home.
Oh, if you believe him...
Men! He's like
all the rest of them.
In and out of here all the time.
When that girl--
Hold it down. I wanna hear
what he's got to say.
She called me. She said
she was going to kill herself.
What room is she in?
3E.
Bring your keys.
Oh, the stories he's told me
to get up there.
(man)
Come on, hurry.
Janet?
Janet, honey?
Open up.
You see the stuff that goes on, and
at this hour of the night, too!
(landlady) Maybe I ought
to throw her out.
That's what I ought
to do: throw her out.
Janet?
Oh, no.
Oh, no, she can't
die here.
Cut it out!
Get her on her feet.
Don't try that, I said!
She can die someplace else!
Understand? Put her in the car.
Take her anywhere.
I don't want her here.
Call an ambulance.
When you talked to her on the phone,
did she tell you what she'd taken?
Some kind of pills.
Barbiturate, probably.
I'll check the bathroom.
Put that stuff down.
What's your name?
Genevieve Wilson. I've had
enough trouble with that girl--
Mrs. Wilson, you have an apartment
in this building, don't you?
Yes, I have. You go down
to it and stay there.
Yes, but I--
Right now,
or I'll put handcuffs
on you.
[phone clicking]
Female, possible suicide,
with pills.
Right.
You have any identification,
Mr. Larson?
I--I--I didn't even
bring my wallet.
Can you give me
her full name?
Janet Larson.
She is my sister.
Has she ever attempted
anything like this before?
Well, she's
talked about it.
W-W-W-What did he say?
Is she gonna be all right?
She's dead, Mr. Larson.
(Malloy)
I'm very sorry.
She was a real
pretty girl.
Yeah.
You know what it was about?
Her second marriage broke up.
She couldn't take it.
She was only 24.
24.
And that landlady, Mrs. Wilson,
she'll probably live to be a hundred.
Oh, let's go to station
and see what Flo's got for us
on our friend Walker.
[printers clicking]
You got anything from downtown
for us, Flo?
Sure do, Malloy.
R and I had some
real good information.
If it's the same Walker, looks
like you turned up a live one.
Yeah, I know.
Thanks, Flo.
Anytime, fellas.
It looks like he steals
cars for a hobby.
Yeah, and not only cars.
Look at this rap sheet.
He's been busted
all over the country.
Armed robbery, burglary...
Here's the latest info
from his 5-10. Let's see.
His driver's license
had a Long Beach address.
This says, uh,
Glendale YMCA.
Address is only a couple of months
old, so it's probably still good,
unless he gave
a phony address to DMV
when he got the driver's license.
Yeah.
Hey, here's the names and
addresses of three girlfriends.
And they're all in the same
general area we stopped him in.
So's the place
he stole that car today.
Anything else we need?
No, let's get out of here.
And that takes care of, uh,
two of Walker's girlfriends,
and nothing.
Yeah, well, what's the
address of the last one?
That's over on
Soosun Street.
It's about a mile
from where we stopped him.
Think it figures?
I don't know.
But it's all we got to go on,
so we'll check it out.
Malloy.
(Malloy)
Put us Code 6.
1-Adam-12. Code 6
at 5939 Soosun Street.
(female dispatcher)
1-Adam-12, roger.
The hood's cold. He must've come
straight here after we stopped him.
[Walker laughing] (Annie) Yeah!
I'll drink to that!
[Annie chuckling]
[Walker laughing]
(Annie)
I'll drink to that one!
[Walker] Let's just
say that those 2 cops
were coming
in the back door, huh?
Let's just say that.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Yeah, get him!
[Annie and Walker laughing]
[Walker]
I got 'em! I got .em!
You better get on the radio and
request a backup unit, just in case.
Okay.
(Walker)
Huh? Huh?
[chuckles]
[Walker and Annie laughing]
[softly] 1-Adam-12, requesting
a unit to meet us Code 2
at 5939 Soosun Street.
[Walker chuckling]
[Annie laughing]
Let's-- Let's say they're coming
right through that back door.
Let's just say that. Yeah, yeah.
Okay!
Yeah, yeah!
[Walker imitating gun firing]
I missed 'em.
Oh, baby.
[both cackling]
He just poured another drink. That
guy must think he's Clyde Barrow.
Yeah, well, if he's not careful,
he may end up the same way.
[Walker laughing drunkenly]
[Annie laughing]
We got a suspect in the
kitchen with his girlfriend.
He's got a gun and they
both been drinkin'.
You guys
cover the front.
I think we can get him
to come out the back door.
You want to take him?
What do you think?
Okay, here's the way
we do it.
You go around and knock
on the back door.
I'll cover him from the window.
Okay.
If he starts anything,
I've got him cold.
Now, when you knock on the
door, if he doesn't answer it,
kick it in.
Yeah.
And Reed, remember,
when you knock on the door,
don't stand
in front of him.
I'll remember.
[Walker laughing]
Annie, this is the life, huh?
[Annie chuckling]
'Cause he said,
"What'll it be?"
[Walker laughing]
(Reed) Open up, Walker!
Police officer!
Come on, baby! Show him
where it's at!
Come on, baby,
blow their heads off!
Come on, show 'em
how you do it.
Come on baby,
blast 'em!
[glass shattering] All
right, hold it right there!
Put the gun down on the table,
very carefully.
Okay, Reed, go on in!
All right, Walker, turn around and
put your hands up on the cabinet.
Let's go.
You, too, lady.
All right, left hand
on the back of your head.
Who is that?
Uh, his name's
James Alvin Walker,
wanted for, uh,
armed robbery and GT A,
the latest one being
this afternoon
at a place called
the Angel Leasing Company.
Oh, yes,
I've heard about Walker.
Seems there were two
officers on patrol
who had him stopped once,
then let him go.
Quite a coincidence,
you two picking him up.
Well, you see, Lieutenant,
it was like this...
You know, for a while there I was beginning
to think it just wasn't our night.
Like everything we did
seemed to turn out wrong.
You know the old adage: "When
in doubt, ask the Sergeant."
Ask the Sergeant what?
Uh, what about that guy
that decked me, Sarge?
We got him. Walters and
Brinkman are booking him now.
Say, Malloy, are you sure
you didn't slip?
Yes, I'm sure
I didn't slip.
This him?
That's him.
I'd know that face anywhere.
How did you take him?
Well, it wasn't easy.
I bet, he's got a fist
like a mallet.
Yeah, he's pretty tough.
Well, Walters and Brinkman got
the call a little while ago
that he was back
at Cal's Joynt.
I rolled on it.
When we get there,
Brinkman takes the back door,
I go in the front
with Walters.
He put up
much of a fight?
Well, it was touch-and-go
there for a while.
As a matter of fact,
we weren't sure the handcuffs
would even hold him.
Big wrists, huh?
No, small.
Small?
Yeah, he was a midget,
about 4'8".
[all laughing]