Baretta (1975–1978): Season 1, Episode 1 - He'll Never See Daylight - full transcript

This is my bank! I've been
sittin' on it for three weeks!

You're not the only cop in
town that can bust numbers!

Put out an APB... On
Detective Anthony Baretta.

Tell him to put his APB
where the sun never shines.

Who are you? What
are you following me for?!

It was Baretta, Frank.

I love you, darling.
Let's get married.

You tried to kill me
and they got my girl.

I'm gonna keep pushin' him,
till I get his brain so scrambled

that he makes that
one big mistake,

and then I'm gonna be there.



(theme music playing)

Man: Baby, the
streets is livin' tonight.

Hey, baby!

I think I just fell in love.

You know, Tony, these
are my streets, man...

My people. This is
me. Yeah, I hear ya.

About our
conversation of earlier...

I know something you forgot.

What did I forget?
Flowers for my lady.

Uh-uh, I'm way ahead of you.

We're stopping at
Schultz's on the way home.

I got a beautiful
corsage ordered.

Take care of business, Tony!

Look, man, why don't you
let me pop for the flowers?



It's the least I can do.

I appreciate the
thought, partner,

but I don't know if that
would be the right sentiment...

Flowers for my girl
coming from you.

Man, you just don't
tell her, that's all.

(laughs) Artie the Schemer.

The day you croak
you're going to be figuring

some way to get out
of that box, ain't ya?

You got to stay
ahead. I hear you talkin'.

All right, everybody,
stay quiet.

Get rid of the car.

Man: Okay.

Two-one-three on the dollar...

and a dollar.

That it?

Right.

Tony, man, not the "tombs."

Baby, the streets is callin' me.

I don't care what you
do, just don't let me see it.

It wasn't what
you thought it was.

Don't do the crime if
you can't do the time.

Let me check the reservations.

Make it a room with
a view. You got it.

Ain't that sweet, my darling,

but you really didn't have to.

I've always been a sucker
for an interesting officer.

Since when did you start
running numbers, Artie?

Hey ain't runnin' numbers.
He's doing the same thing...

Showing what he ain't supposed to
show where he ain't supposed to show it.

Nobody asked you to look.

You ain't bustin'
that bank of yours?

It ain't ready. Somebody
thinks it's ready.

What are you talking about?

Your numbers bank... the
one over on... What about it?

Sergeant Neil took a bunch of
guys over there about a half-hour ago.

Look, Kim, let me out!

(siren blaring)

He's in. Four minutes, we go.

(siren continues)

Dom, Dom, you got that?

Hold on...

Yeah, that's in the ace column.

(no siren)

BR, 3-6-5...

a 10-and-10 combination.

Police... don't move!

You dumb fool!
What are you doing?!

Stop! Get him off of
me! You crazy son of a...

You want to be Inspector?

You want to make mayor? I don't
care, but don't make it over my terrain!

This is my bank, and I've
been sittin' on it for three weeks!

Your bank?! Get the
hell outta here, Baretta!

You're not the only cop that can
bust numbers! Get them out of here!

Hold it... let me show you
what you busted, tough guy.

What did you bust them
for, counting money?

Lasky, you gonna
do a lot of time

for running a candy store here?

Where's your evidence?
That's it right there!

They washed the sheets on you.

You don't know what
I'm talking about, do you?

Here. Take it to court.

Don't you understand, Baretta?
I don't care whose gig it was.

I don't care if it was your
gig. I don't care if it was his gig.

Where do you get off putting
your hands on one of my people?

It took me three weeks
to set that bank up.

Three weeks, day and
night, and it took that rummy

10 minutes to blow
the whole thing.

That's not an answer...
Did you hear my question?

I'm answering your
question. In another two

or three days I could've
followed that money

up the ladder to where it
would have meant something.

That's the answer. I don't seem
to be getting through to you.

I'm not getting through to
you. I don't care about numbers.

I shoot crap, you
gamble, who cares?

You know where that money
goes? I'll tell you where it goes.

It goes into some kid's
arm, that's what I care about!

All right, this is getting us
nowhere. Now you listen to me.

I'm not going to turn this over to
Internal Affairs for one reason only...

I happen to agree
with you about Neil.

The man is not nearly as smart
as he thinks he is. I don't care...

He's long on ambition
and short on talent,

and his arrests
don't stand up in court

the way yours do, all right?!

But that is only going to
buy you this one last mistake.

I've had everything I'm
gonna take from you.

He was out of line, not me!

If this ever happens again, I'm not
gonna report it, I'm gonna push it,

and you will end up
doing county time yourself.

That's all. Get out of here.

(phone ringing)

Yeah?

Frank? Matty.

We've been hit.

They wiped out Lasky's bank.

He and Dom wash the sheets?

About 20 G's worth.

Shot.

It was Baretta, Frank...

The only one they recognized.

You know these people we've
been talking to about him?

I want you to tell
them I said to move.

You understand? I
want them to move now.

I'll take care of it tonight.

He ain't blowing my night.
He ain't blowing my night.

There's my boy, Andy.

Glad you could make
it. You forgot this.

I could hear your discussion with
Shiller all the way in the parking lot.

It appears I ain't getting
along too well with our leader.

What do you think?

I think you're not getting
along too well with our leader,

but don't let it get to you,
midget, because tonight's

you night to howl
with your lady.

You're right.
You're a good friend.

Tonight is my night. He
ain't gonna bother me.

Put the hat on. Oh, come on...

Put the hat on. One night
a year I ask you to help me

celebrate my anniversary
with my girl... put the hat on!

All right. Okay. Anything
you say tonight, sweetheart,

but you watch out
for me tomorrow.

Just stop mumbling and
take me to candyland.

Baretta: That's all right.

Andy: Where'd you
get this smoky old dog?

It runs terrible.

What's the difference?
It's the thought that counts.

Matter of fact,
I kind of like it.

I think it's kind of pretty.
Looks like a hearse.

Don't worry about that.
Go and get my lady for me.

Wait a minute... it is!

It's some kind of funeral car.

I don't care what
kind of friends we are,

I'm not going to spend the whole
evening sitting around in a cemetery car.

Hold it... I want to
promise you one thing.

This is not a cemetery car. This
is a "limousine for the bereaved."

Oh... then I understand. Go get
my girl for me. Would you mind?

A "limousine for the
bereaved." That's what it is.

I didn't really get that.

(doorbell rings)

(laughing) See?

He got you again, didn't he?

This time it's a straight trade.

I think you look cute. Will
you get the lights and the door?

Your limousine
awaits, my darling.

Oh, Tony, it's terrific!

You see, the lady
does recognize class.

Yes, but you can get in anyway.

Oh, thank you very much.

(laughs)

A little something to
snuggle up here with.

Put that on your darling body.

Hi, sugar. Happy
anniversary, darling.

You don't smoke. No toys.

Happy anniversary.

Uh-uh... dumb hat. My hat!

Not with the suit.

I love you, darling.

Now then, first, you see here.

Flowers for the lady.

They're lovely.

Get this thing out here.

I got a neat idea, darling.

What's that?

Let's get married.

I've got a neat idea, darling.

Yeah, what? Let's
not get married.

And you've got the
flowers on the wrong side.

Oh, well, both sides
look pretty good to me.

Ahh.

I want to get married.

First, I want to get a priest,

then I want to get a ring, and
a church and do all that stuff.

And then...

you can give me
martinis every night,

and in the morning,

you can get me coffee
in my favorite cup.

Well, we could
just live together

and I could still
give you your coffee

in your favorite cup
anytime you want it.

No, I don't want to do that.

You see, I'm "Itralian,"

and when I was a little boy, I
never got a chance to be a Catholic.

So now, I'm grown up
and I want to be a Catholic.

Your mama and papa came
on-a the boat and got-a married!

I don't want to talk about my mama
and my papa. I want to get married.

We'll get married. I'll wear
Bermuda shorts for you.

What do you want?

That's okay.

Why don't we just live together?

And if we like it, we'll stay,

and if we don't...

And if we don't,
I'm gonna kill ya,

'cause there ain't nobody
else gonna get you.

You're crazy.

You really are,

but don't ever change,
because you're my kind of crazy.

Andy, forget the restaurant.

Take us to a motel.

(both laugh)

(organ music playing)

Buon giorno.

Boss, what time do
you want me back?

Well, young whippersnapper,
get yourself an ice cream soda

and be back about midnight.

Thank you. Quite welcome.

Look who came over on the boat.

Don't be a wiseguy.

(laughs)

(gunshots)

I'll get an ambulance, Tony.

You'll be all right.
You'll both be all right.

Tony... Huh?

I can't see.

It's okay, darling.

Don't be scared.

Tony... if we got married...

it wouldn't have to change us.

It would never change us, honey.

Never.

I love you, darling.

I love you.

Listen...

I think we ought to call my
mother and tell her, okay?

Okay, honey.

Hang on, darling. We're
both gonna make it, honey.

Just hang on.

I'll see you tomorrow, Tony.

Tony's voice: I
want to get mar ed.

Sharon's voice: What I'd like
is... why don't we live together?

Tony: Come on, darling, I'll
wear Bermuda shorts for you.

I'll do whatever you say.

I love you.

Hey, dancing man.

Mickey G... hi,
partner. How are ya?

Man: Tony, welcome back!

Hi, Billy.

I was expecting you
since this morning.

Yeah, I got out this morning.
I've just been walking around.

I got some mail for you.

Yeah.

Some laundry, too.

Ahh, that's a lovely smell.

The place still stinks the same.

(sniffs)

I fed Fred. My
God, he eats a lot.

You find anything
out about... No.

No, that guy that died
was from out of town

and nobody knows nothing.

Hey, look what came.

Oh, the magic plant food!

Yeah, I watered your plants.

There's a couple of new
sprouts on that Oriental thing.

Hey! There she is...
the crazy woman.

How are ya? It's
great to see you.

Chicken soup, right? Right!

In the morning? Right!

And you're in a hurry? Right!

I'll see ya later.

Hey, Tony... going
back to work soon?

Yeah, I'm going tomorrow.

Don't ya think that's
a little too soon?

I'll see ya in the
morning, partner.

Fred: Freeze.

(clucks softly)

Hi, Fred.

I forgot all about you, partner.

Come and see me.

She's gone now, partner.

We're gonna make it, though.

It ain't the first time
and it won't be the last.

Hmm?

I love you.

We'll be okay.

Talk to me! Who
do you work for?!

Who are you?!

I'm... I'm a PI,
out-of-state... Philadelphia.

What are you doing here?

Uh... wait a minute!
Wait a minute!

A guy came up to
me about a week ago.

Yeah?

He said there's a grand in it
for me if I followed you around.

For what? Set up your pattern.

What's his name? Who is
he? I don't know his name.

What do you mean?!
I don't know his name!

What does he look like?

Black guy, tall, er...
short. He's a... he's a...

You're lying. What do
you mean, "tall, short"?

He's got a monogram... I don't
know nobody that looks like that!

Tell the truth! I'm
tellin' you the truth.

Wait a minute!

Listen to me...

You're gonna drown
right here in this toilet!

They tried to kill me
and they got my girl,

I don't care what
happens! Tell me the truth!

Who do you work for?

The guy is big. Yeah?

About 40. Yeah?

What's he look like?

He's got a black... he's got
a big scar down his neck.

Over here? Yeah.

Trifon is his name. Matty
Trifon. I don't know his name.

He works for a
guy named Cassell.

You ever hear that name? No.

How do you make contact
with Trifon? I call him up.

What do you mean? I
call him on the phone!

Where's the number? I
don't know the number.

Where is it?! It's in my wallet.

This is it?

Yeah.

You got anything else for me?

What are you going
to do now, dummy?

Huh?

I'm gonna go back
to Philadelphia.

Matty, you got a
count yet for today?

Yeah.

All right, I'll meet
you at the office.

(tires screech)

What the hell are you doing?

Go ahead, pull
it out! Get it out!

All three of you dummies
do exactly what I tell you to,

or I'm going to splatter
his brains on that back seat.

Get out of the
car, nice and slow,

and start walking
back toward that house.

Go ahead. Go on.

Go on, get cute.

Slide over here.

Get out.

Come on!

You're not gonna kill me.

You wouldn't have lasted
this long on the street

if you'd pulled a stupid,
sucker stunt like this.

What do you
think you're pulling,

some kind of dumb bluff?

You kill me, and you're gonna
be dead before I'm planted.

Hey, take it easy. Take it easy!

You got to be kidding.
You got to be kidding.

Hey! No, no, no!

No, no, no, no!

Crazy... you're crazy.

See how easy it is?

I bet you didn't know, did ya?

Most people don't...
You just pull the trigger

somebody dies and they
don't come back no more.

She's gone now,
and I'm gonna kill ya.

I'm the hired killer, and
I'm coming after you.

So you be lookin' for me,

'cause I'm gonna be there,

and you're gonna die.

(phone ringing)

Well?

I called everywhere...
No trace of him.

You better be telling the
truth. I am telling the truth.

Because there's a man downstairs

putting in an attempted
murder complaint against him.

Shiller here.

Look, if he... Scanlon,
that's all. Thank you.

Inspector Shiller here.

Put out an APB... On
Detective Anthony Baretta.

Yes, I mean it.

I want the man in here and I don't
want to wait any two or three hours.

(cue balls cracking)

Baretta: I don't care
about that. Watch it, though.

Just keep watching the house.
I don't care where he goes.

Tony. Tony.

Okay. Listen,
Shoes, I got to split.

No, I'll call you
tomorrow, maybe 5:30.

All right, thanks, partner.

Boy, you're pretty
hot, Tony. Yeah.

Cops checking your
room all afternoon.

Shiller's got an APB out on you.

Ha!

Tell him to put his APB
where the sun never shines.

What are you
doing this for, Tony?

You take a guy like Cassell out in the
weeds, and unload a gun at him. Why?

I'm gonna rattle him.
I'm gonna rattle him good.

Oh, you're gonna
rattle him good?

You've rattled him so good he's
put a contract out on you again.

It's all over the streets.

I hope he finds me again.
This time I'll be looking for him.

Don't underestimate
him. He's tough.

He ain't tough.

The only tough guys I know are
in the graveyard and the jailhouse.

All the rest of them are scared,

just like you and me.

I hear he filed a
complaint against you.

Yeah.

See, I got him rattled
already. You know why?

His witnesses are four known
hoods that are on his payroll.

I got him rattled already.

So what? What does it get you?

I'll tell you what
it's gonna get me.

I'm gonna keep pushin' him
till I get his brain so scrambled

that he makes that
one big mistake.

And then I'm gonna be there,

and I'm gonna nail him, Billy.

I'm gonna nail him,
because he's bad.

I just hope it ain't you
that makes the mistake.

Here's the Plymouth
I rented for you. Keys.

The car's in the alley.
You put my junk in it?

Yeah.

Here's your money.

Wait a minute.

There was $60 in that
drawer. There's a yard here.

What did you do, kick
in 40 bucks, big shot?

Come on, do I look stupid?

That's aiding and abettin'.

"Abettin'," huh? I can't
take a fall like that.

Take care, Tony.
Don't make no mistakes.

Watch my bird for me.

(jingling, Middle
Eastern music plays)

Oh, there's my appetizer.

Give her something.
She's beautiful.

Every time I come in this place, it
feels like I'm going to my own execution.

Wait'll you taste
this salad, Frank.

There's a little salt, a
little pepper, pinch of garlic.

You won't believe
the food in this joint.

It should be terrific at
these prices. Right, Frank?

(music stops,
clapping) Thank you.

Try this out... Put
a little pepper on it,

a pinch of salt,
and a dash of garlic.

Oooh!

Mmmm!

You won't believe
the food in here.

Come on, help yourself. Just
a dash of wine, beautiful wine.

There you go.

Ah-hhh.

Terrific.

Gorgeous.

This is high gourmet, Frank.
This is the best there is, huh?

(music resumes)

Well, now, we're down
to the main course.

My mother once said to me...

She said I would
end up in the gutter.

I've got news for her.

Vintage wine, silverware,
all of the fancy frills,

and what do I owe it all to?

My good friend,
the one-and-only,

Frank Cassell.

With all my heart,
I thank you, Frank.

Here's to Frank Cassell.

Don't thank me.
You deserve it, Matty.

Ah, good wine.

Matty, I haven't had
anything like this in years.

I always loved chicken as
a kid and I couldn't get any.

Gee, you really like
that chicken, huh?

You know, people
are always asking me,

"Frank, where's the
best restaurant in town?"

I always tell them it's the
place where the service is best.

Class.

Dinner, I trust, was acceptable?

(lowvoice) Hey, tough guy...
get your stomach pumped.

Hey, Jim...

Past closing time.
Good night, partner.

I get another dime, I
can buy some tokay.

Good night. I got me a job.

We're closed,
partner. Good night.

Tomorrow, my brother...
I said, good night!

You want to shoot
some nine-ball, Jim?

(horn blaring)

(horn continues)

Mr. Cassell, I'm
sorry. It's my car.

I'll be right back.

All right, all right.
Don't take too long.

Wake up and die, tough guy.

Go ahead, move a
little... I'll cut you a little.

You move a lot, I'll
slit you like a hog.

(horn stops)

Yeah, it's me.

Here... here's my piece.

Go ahead, start shooting...

One of the two of us will die.

Next time, I'm gonna kill you.

Next time you see
me, you're gonna die.

Remember that.

(country accent) Don't let
that sucker start yet... oh, okay.

How do? My name's
Billy Greenleaf.

I just moved in
here. What's yours?

Harry Baca.

You a Spanish boy, huh? Right.

I'm from in Lubbock, Texas.
We got your Spanish down there...

I'll get that.

And we got your
negroes, and all like that.

I've been driving
around here for an hour

trying to get my
damn car parked.

Where does a fella put his
horse around these parts?

I don't know. I don't live
here. Where do you live?

Look, Tex, I don't like
here, I don't like you.

Cool it, will ya?

Excuse me. I didn't
mean to get you hot.

Right, right. That
old blood gets going.

Right, right. I'll
step right out here.

You have a nice dinner.
Enjoy them chi-chis.

Yeah, right.

(whistling)

(knocking)

Frank Gallegas, open up.

(Latino accent) This is Frank
Gallegas. Let me talk to Matty Trifon.

Matty, Mr. Gallegas
wants to speak to you.

Yeah, what do you want?

Matty, I got something
I got to tell you.

You know, I got my
obligations to you,

no matter who
gets hurt, you know?

What are you talking about?

I wanted to make my drop
at the bank like always,

but before I give the knock, I heard
Dom and Lasky inside... they was talking.

Yeah?

I know it sounds crazy... It
sounds crazy to me, too...

But it looks like they're
gonna knock off their own bank.

Are you kidding?

I don't believe it.

You know me, Matty, I'm
just telling you what I heard.

They said they're gonna blame
it on some cop named Baretta.

Thanks for the tip, Gallegas.

My pleasure.

I got to go on a little errand.

Keep everything warm.

(phone rings)

Yeah?

Andy, this is Tony.
I need your help.

Where the hell are you?

I'm sittin' on one
of Cassell's banks.

And I want you here in 15
minutes to bust the place.

Oh you do, huh? (baby crying)

Thanks a lot, Tony.

Phone call just woke the baby.

Inspector's got half the
division out looking for you,

and you want me to round
up a little raiding party, huh?

What do you got?

If I work it right, I'm
going to put Cassell

inside that bank
before we bust it.

This is what I want you to do.

I'm going to be on the
corner of 7th and Dorset.

Pick up a couple of stiffs,
get here in 15 minutes...

park about a block
away and just sit tight.

Dial in on frequency 15,

and I'll get in touch with you.

What do you say?

(crying continues)

I say it's impossible,
but I'll manage.

You'll make it... 15
minutes. I'll see you, partner.

(knocking on door)

Baretta: Lasky, this
is Frank Gallegas.

I left my keys in there.
You want to open up?

Try it! Watch 'em!

Put 'em down, put 'em down!

What kind of bust
is this, Baretta?

Sure it's a bust, dummy. I'm
going to run you in, can't you tell?

Tell Cassell thanks a lot.

Make a call.

Trifon: Yeah. Okay, Dom.

You and Lasky sit tight.

Frank Gallegas was right.

These punks are trying
to rip us off, but good.

They hit the bank?

And they're
laying it on Baretta.

Frank, you're not
going over there?

I sure as hell am.

Matty, those
creeps are gonna go,

and I might pull the
chain on 'em myself!

Andy on radio: Tony,
come in. Come on in, midget.

Yeah, I hear you, stringbean.

Listen, just stay
about a block away.

I'm parked out in
front of the joint.

It's gonna be room 402.

I'll let you know
if they get here.

Andy, it worked.

They're here. I'm going up.

Get them skinny
pins of yours movin'.

(knocking)

(Baretta humming)

♪ Scabby-dabby da,
scooby-dooby do... ♪

Hey, you can
finish that tomorrow.

Turn around and face the wall!

Go on, tough guy. Go on!

Remember I told you how gutless
you were? Remember I told you?

Go ahead. Go on. Go for it.

Come on, go for it. Go ahead!

There's your door, run
some more! Come on!

You little punk, I'll be
out in less than a year.

Like hell you will. Let's go!

Baretta: Oh-ho-ho,
let the good times roll!

There ain't nothing like a little
Itralian magic... it'll cure anything.

Yes, man.

Best pizza I ever
had was in New York...

"Abe's Place."

Run by a Jew in a
German neighborhood.

Last time I was there it
was packed with Chinese.

(laughing)

Did Shiller have any
kind words for you?

Shiller wouldn't have any kind
words at his mother's funeral.

It's all right.

I don't care what he says or
does, 'cause it was worth it.

All that guy was busted
for was running numbers.

Most he'll get
will be 18 months.

They'll never get
him for killing Sharon.

Oh, yes, they will.

He's gonna pay
his dues this time.

He made too many mistakes.

The big boys'll snuff
him while he's in the pen.

He ain't never
gonna see daylight.

Huh, Fred?

We should have lived
with her, huh, pal?

Fred: Freeze!

(theme music playing)