Hunter (1984–1991): Season 5, Episode 1 - Heir of Neglect - full transcript
Hunter investigates the case of a teenage boy who mistakenly shot his parents during what he claimed was a home invasion.
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-Police!
Drop the gun!
The boy's in there.
Danny Sanderson.
-Consider him a witness
as well as maybe a target.
-It's too close to call.
She's in a coma.
-That boy goes to bed
last night in his house,
and a few hours
later he's a heartbeat
away from becoming an orphan.
Danny is not truly gonna be
free until we catch the killer.
We're wasting an
awful lot of time here.
You must have seen him.
What did he look like?
-He was big, all right?
It was dark!
I couldn't see his face!
Are you happy?
-Can I borrow a quarter?
-No.
-The guy calls
twice during dinner.
Give it a rest.
-I wanna know the
instant she goes into labor.
-You will, Jimmy.
She's gonna be fine.
Having babies
is just a natural...
-Rhythm of life.
-Exactly.
Don't you know that there are
still places in the world where
women have babies and
then right after that they go out
and herd cattle and stuff?
-All because they're prepared.
They don't use drugs.
They're in tune
with all the elements
of the birthing process.
That's why we're having
our baby underwater.
-What did... what?
-You do know
underwater is considered
the method of choice.
-So where are you
gonna have it, a Jacuzzi?
-No, in a natal immersion
tank with sterile warm
saline solution
like amniotic fluid.
Less stress on the
child, mom, and dad.
When the time comes,
all I need is these.
1-Adam-43 and all units
in the vicinity of
847 Monte Mar...
-I'll meet you there.
DISPATCH: unknown trouble.
Possible shots fired.
Your call is code two.
PR standing by
across the street.
-This is 1-William-56.
Show me assisting Adam-43
in the possible shots fired.
10-4.
Adam-11.
I'm in the residence on the
west side of the Sanderson house.
-We heard screams and three
or four minutes later a loud bang.
-Mhm.
Did you see anybody come in
or out of the front of the house?
No cars?
OK.
Thanks very much, folks.
If you go back to
your homes, we'll
have a police officer join
you later for a statement.
Thanks a lot.
Vince, I'm going up
inside of the house.
Be ready with the shotgun.
Police!
Drop the gun!
Gimme the gun, son.
Come on.
Let go.
Is this your mother?
Uh-huh?
Why don't you hold
onto her hand for me?
I don't want you to move her.
McCall, get an ambulance.
Have Costello bring
a blanket, and quick.
Now, what is your name?
-Danny Sanderson.
-Whose gun is it?
-My dad's.
-Where'd you get it?
-From the study.
-Where's the study?
-It's right there.
-Check upstairs.
OK, let's keep you warm, Danny.
Come on.
The kid took a
shot at the killer.
-Is it in there, Jimmy?
-Yeah, it's in here.
I'm digging it out.
-Good.
Thanks.
Henry, when you're
finished with the telephone,
get in here.
Dust this desk lamp.
The suspect may have moved it.
-The boy's in there
watching television.
I don't think he's seeing much.
Before that, he just sat
and stared at the walls.
He's hardly spoken at all.
-How you doing, Charlie?
OK, the deceased's name
is Richard Sanderson.
Shot point blank in the heart
with a small caliber handgun.
Looks to be a .22.
-What about the wife?
-Found her over here
shot in the back of the head,
looks like with the
same murder weapon.
We haven't found it yet.
-You can bet none
of the neighbors
heard that .22 go off.
-No, but, uh, witnesses say
they heard a scream and the boy's
.38.
-The boy's in there.
Danny Sanderson, the only child.
-I found Danny standing
here over his mother with a .38
that he says he found
in his father's officers.
-From the blood, it looks
like the intruder was hit.
There's a blood trail from the
foyer hall out of the backyard
onto the patio.
My guess is there was
a through and through.
Slug going out that window.
I'll give you a blood
type in the morning.
-Good.
Thanks, Jimmy.
-OK.
-I think our killer
was interrupted
before he completed his search.
-John, here's what
I need you to do.
Go outside, look for that .38.
If it's not out there,
it's probably down
Van Nuys Boulevard somewhere.
Thanks.
Now, the office.
Whoever tore it up was looking
for something very specific.
-Hi, McCall.
Devane, it's been a while.
You're Sgt. Hunter, right?
-And you're Lt. Curry?
-That's right.
-Hi.
How are you?
-My captain told me
to handle this directly.
-Good.
I think Danny's gonna need
immediate protective custody.
I think we should probably,
uh, consider him a witness
as well as maybe a target.
-Right.
Hi, Danny.
How you doing?
I'm Lt.
Curry.
Call me Lianna.
I'm a psychologist with
the juvenile division.
I know something terrible
happened here tonight.
I'm going to help you.
-My dad's dead.
My mom's hurt.
-I'm sorry.
I'll check with the
hospital and make
sure she gets the
best care possible.
Now, I'd like to take you
someplace to spend the night.
-I have my own room.
-Well, I'm going to take you
to a place where you'll be safe.
-Listen, we're gonna
need to interview
him as soon as possible.
-Yeah, check with
me in the morning.
Why don't we go
upstairs and pack
up some things that you like?
-The bullet didn't
damage any critical areas
of Kathy's brain.
There's a subdural hematoma
causing a severe amount
of swelling, and she's
experiencing periodic seizures.
-Is she going to live?
-It's too close to call.
I'll let you know if
her condition changes.
-Thank you.
Does Danny know?
-Not the specifics, just
that his mother's condition
is serious.
-I feel so sorry for him.
Maybe I should take him
back to Denver with me.
-Well, I don't think that the
juvenile court will release
a child to an out
of state guardian
without a hearing first.
Besides, he might
need some protection.
You see, the
assailant might think
that Danny could identify him.
You know, Claire, you might
be able to help us out here.
Do you know of anybody
who might want to harm them?
-Not that I'm aware of.
-Did they have a happy marriage?
-I don't know.
I guess Danny was a strain.
-How is that?
-Kathy and Richard were older.
Danny was a surprise child.
Perhaps they never
expected they'd be parents.
Danny is a reticent boy,
shy, very sweet, a little socially
behind the others his age.
Two years now they shipped
him off to me for the summer.
They thought the travel
would get him started.
Of course, if... I'll take
him if Kathy... I... I'm sorry.
What a world, huh?
That boy goes to bed
last night in his own house
with his own family.
His biggest problem
is probably a book
report he's got due today.
And a few hours
later, he's a heartbeat
away from becoming an orphan.
-So what are you doing about it?
-Well, the suspect entered
through the double doors, shot
both victims with a
.22 caliber handgun.
That's all we got.
-I sent two morning watch cars
out to check the neighborhood
for the gun.
-And if our suspect got shot
in the upper body with a .38,
he's gonna need a doctor fast.
-You know, something's
bothering me.
If the killer didn't take
any money or jewelry,
what was he looking for?
-By the way the place
was tossed around,
I would say he was looking
for something quite specific.
Perhaps paperwork of some sort.
-Maybe it had something
to do with business.
Sanderson was a founder
in a big accounting firm.
You know, uh, handled
actors, sports stars,
corporate leaders,
that... That kind of thing.
-Well, it's a start.
Check it out.
-OK.
All right.
What do you say I
go down to the shelter
and see if Danny
can be interviewed?
And, um, you wanna take
a drive to Century City?
-Why don't you
take the drive and I'll,
uh, I'll go see Danny.
Thanks.
Lieutenant, how you doing?
-Fine.
How are you?
Your timing's good.
Danny and I were about
ready to take a break.
-Terrific.
How you doing, Danny?
-OK.
-What've you got,
tyrannosaurus rex?
-No, it's a stegosaurus.
-Well, I think that the,
uh, tail is upside down.
Right.
Now, there you go.
-Would you like to have a seat?
-Please.
Yeah, thank you.
Danny, this may not
be the time, but, uh, I
need you to tell me
everything you can about
what happened last night.
-Sgt. Hunter.
-OK.
Uh, do you have any idea
what the intruder was looking for?
Danny, nothing is
gonna happen to you.
I promise you that.
You know, the paleontologists
tell us that, uh, we were all
very lucky that these
things never flew.
-I think he likes you.
-Yeah, right.
-No, seriously.
He sees you as
a protector figure.
That's very important.
His world's gone
completely to pieces.
His two parents, his anchors,
are gone or very nearly.
He needs someone
he can trust right now.
I told him that's an OK feeling.
If you get close to him,
he may open up to you.
-That's my plan, but how long
do you think that's gonna take?
-Who knows?
Deep down in his subconscious,
he knows exactly what happened.
But his defense mechanisms
are inadequate to protect him
from the pain.
-OK, listen.
I understand that, but
I gotta catch a killer.
-Well, the point is,
he's exhibiting denial.
Have you got kids?
-No, I don't.
-A boy his age, if you
press him, he could freeze up
and it would only
take that much longer.
We've gotta relax.
Help him relax, and let
him respond at his own rate.
-Well, maybe so.
Thanks.
I'll be back.
-OK.
-I've, uh, spent the
better part of today
wondering if Dick's death
was connected to the business.
No bells.
-Well, Mr. Liggit,
maybe he was involved
in something that
you're not aware of.
-Oh, we've been
partners for 20 years.
I know all of Dick's clients.
-I wouldn't mind seeing a
list of those clients, if I may.
It's coming.
-Uh, Sgt. McCall,
Harry Crandall.
Harry's taking
over Dick's clients,
sorting through, making
short-term appraisals.
Anything Sgt. McCall wants,
and I mean anything, you give her,
no questions asked.
It's a list of our
clients, great and small.
-Thanks.
It will remain confidential.
I'll be in touch, gentlemen.
Thank you.
DISPATCH: 1-William-1-57.
-William-57, go.
Alvarado Free Clinic
reported a gunshot
victim en route.
-William-57, roger.
Cross your fingers.
I'm en route.
-Before you give another
scrap of paper to that cop,
you run it by me first.
1-William Commander,
all code eight units
continue to report
no activity at any of
the suspect clinics.
-This guy sure isn't worried
about blood poisoning.
Think he went to another clinic?
-I think it's a
great possibility
he could be in Ohio by now.
Freeze!
Watch him.
-How'd you get shot?
-He said he pulled a gun
during an argument in a bar,
but the man had
one too and shot him.
-He said his gun
isn't even loaded.
He's a watchman.
-Security guard, huh?
Take him in.
Let's check him out.
-Right on schedule.
No problem, I've got everything
under control, darling, OK?
Take it easy.
All right, leave it up to me.
Thank you.
14 out of 14.
-14 out of 14 what?
-Babies.
Now that we're getting close,
I'm having a couple every day
to stay in shape.
-Well, Jimmy, it works,
because your body looks great.
-Thanks.
-Mhm.
Have you done the blood work
on the Sanderson case yet?
-Yeah.
The trail of blood was type
O, same as the deceased.
-Oh, now you tell me it
was Sanderson's blood?
-I didn't say that.
Type O is very common among
Western European gene stock.
The blood on the
floor head a V-antigen.
Only half a percent
of that group has a V.
Sanderson didn't.
You've still got a wounded
killer out there, OK?
-Raiders-Bears, Danny.
Big game.
I would've loved to have
taken you to the game,
but I sure know how the doctors
feel about that type of thing.
So if you can't
go to the game, I
will definitely bring
the game to you.
Why don't you make some popcorn?
I'll turn this thing on?
Just in time for kickoff.
Come on.
He gets it away and hits it well
and drives it down
to Ellard backing up...
The doctor just said,
"You know your business,
but I know mine."
-Hey, all right.
Forget the game.
How, uh, how
about a little cards?
You're a disgraced
doctor of science, correct?
Yes, but...
No buts.
-I gave him a Rorschach and
a thematic apperception test.
He's going through
a lot of depression.
-What kind of a boy is Danny?
-I called his school.
His teachers say he's
very bright, very interested
in science, but that he's not
motivated in his other classes.
He's a daydreamer, distant.
He doesn't go out
of his way to make
friends with the other kids.
-It sounds like every
other teenager to me.
-Yeah, I'm not saying
he's very unusual.
Every day in here
I see 13-year-olds
who would go to school
packing guns if they could,
and some do.
Danny's not like that.
-Mhm.
Well, maybe if
he saw his mother,
that might, uh, open
him up a little bit.
-Maybe, but it
could also reverse
any progress that we've made.
-Yeah.
I do owe you one.
-Why, because you never
showed up to help me?
Uh-huh.
-I thought you meant
something unusual.
So where were you?
-I went by the
shelter to see Danny.
-Really?
Did you get a call
from the shelter.
-No, I, uh, I just figured
he might be ready to talk.
-Was he?
-No.
Uh, Lt.
Curry said that he
was, uh, in denial.
What do you got?
I stayed at the
shelter because I
thought maybe Danny
might need me, OK?
What do you got?
-Well, I spent the
whole night going
through the
Sanderson bank files.
And unless I completely
flunked checkbook 101,
it looks like the
Sandersons got $5,000
every month for
the past two years.
-Hmm. Embezzlement?
Blackmail situation, maybe?
-And I have a
feeling I know where
his little money tree grows.
The telephone toll shows
that Sanderson regularly
called a man whose
name is Rockne Waters.
You've heard of him
-Big time sports agent.
Handles some Lakers,
a few Raiders, Dodgers.
-Yeah, right.
Well, Waters was not
one of Sanderson's clients,
but Sanderson regularly
called Waters on his private line.
One or two days right
after that, Sanderson
was giving $5,000 to his broker.
Sounds like you're
picking kind of bare bones.
-Now, just a second, Charlie.
Go ahead.
-Well, Sanderson never
dialed Waters from his office.
But he did dial him
once, and only once,
from the house where
we found his body.
-And when was that?
-Four hours before he died.
-Don't worry about.
The Dodgers are
gonna pick up his option.
Hold on a second.
There's a guy here
invading my space.
Hey, pal, you mind?
Guess what?
He's a cop.
Big too.
6'5 ", 6'6".
He'd make a good
utility forward, huh?
I'll talk to you later.
All right.
Bye.
Hey.
-Mr. Rockne Waters?
-Yeah.
-Sgt. Hunter, LA Homicide.
How you doing?
-All right.
What can I do for you?
-Mr. Waters, a few hours before
Richard Sanderson was murdered,
he placed a phone call to you.
I'd like to know what
that phone call was about.
I figured I'd get this visit
now that Richard's dead.
Look, Sergeant, what I know
about Richard Sanderson
isn't worth
arresting anyone for.
-Why don't you get a
second opinion on that?
-OK.
You'll find out any way.
I'd rather you
found out from me.
About, uh, 2 and 1/2 years
ago, I was facing an IRS audit.
I needed my books sanitized.
I chose Sanderson &
Liggit because they were
above reproach,
but they refused me.
All right, I admit it.
Sanderson was blackmailing me.
But hey, what's $5,000 a month?
I mean, I was looking at it
like it was insurance money,
certainly not worth
killing somebody for.
Besides, I'd already told
him the faucet was closed.
Sanderson called me on the
night he died to say he would give
back his copies of my
accounts with no hard feelings.
So you see, Sergeant,
I'm really very upset
that he checked out prematurely.
I still don't have my documents.
-Excuse me.
Yeah, you.
Can I see you for just a second?
How'd you hurt your arm?
-In a pickup game
with those guys.
-Mhm.
What's your blood type?
-Red.
-He's my bodyguard.
-You know, I may want
the police physician
to take a look at that
arm in the near future.
-Yeah.
-Red.
You're funny.
-If Liggit gets hold
of those papers,
he's gonna be holding
me up for a hell of a lot
more than 5 Gs a month.
Get them back.
I don't need heat
like that on my tail.
-Hi.
-How you doing?
Ms. Silver, Sgt. Hunter.
I'm Sgt. McCall's partner.
-How do you do?
-How are you?
-Hi, Danny.
-Hi.
-I... I'm so sorry
about your daddy,
but we know your
mommy's got a good chance.
But for now, I thought it'd
be best... that is, I... I talked
to a lawyer about taking
temporary custody of you.
-I don't want to.
Why do I have to?
I could go home.
Please.
-Danny, you only have
to do what you think best.
There's no hurry, no pressure.
Anyway, we're here so that
Danny can visit his mother
and see how she's doing.
I'll be right with you.
It's OK.
I'm still not really
in favor of this.
-Lianna, I understand that.
-I looked in on Mrs.
Sanderson this morning.
Her life support
gear is pretty grim.
I'm not backing out.
I'm just going on record.
-I know you're not.
Appreciate it.
It's worth a shot, isn't it?
Come on.
You wanna say something
to your mother, Danny?
-Mom?
Mom?
-Danny.
Now, look, Danny,
you're not gonna
be able to go home again
until we catch this guy.
Do you understand that?
Now, you gotta give
me something to work on.
You must have seen him.
What did he look like?
-He was big, all right?
It was dark!
I couldn't see his face!
Are you happy?
-Sorry.
-I just wish I could get
inside that kid's head.
-Brings up a lot of stuff
sometimes, doesn't it.
-I was 20 years of
age when my dad died.
-It's tough sometimes.
-The kid's under constant guard.
I can't get to him.
-We've gotta find those
papers any way we can.
Peel the wallpaper
in Sanderson's office.
If you can't find them there,
we know they're in the house.
Boy, I'll tell you
what, this Sanderson
must have been a real fun guy.
This box is full of stuff on
double-entry bookkeeping
and multi-schedule
depreciation, whatever that is.
Hello?
McCall.
-Sgt. McCall, this
is Harry Crandall.
Can you come over
to the office right away?
I think I've found
the tip of that iceberg
you've been looking for.
-Harry?
Harry, it's Sgt. McCall!
Harry?
Is anybody here?
Surprisingly, it looks
like a heart attack.
No marks, no sign of violence.
-You know, somebody's making
it very difficult for you people
to field a softball
team here, Mr. Liggit.
Are you sure you don't
want to tell me anything?
-Like what?
-Like you killed your partner?
You know, your employees
say you got into a big fight right
before he got a
bullet in the head.
-Over business.
The fight was over business.
Look, I swear, if Dick
kept papers on Waters,
I never knew about
them, and I sure as hell
wouldn't kill him over it.
-Can you take it
here for a minute?
-Of course.
-Thank you very much.
-What the hell is
wrong with you people?
How many times am I
gonna have to explain myself?
Lianna, I only want
the boy for a day.
-It could be too much.
I talked to the neurosurgeon.
He said his mother's gonna die.
I had a long talk
with Claire today.
She doesn't want him.
Why add to his problems?
-Look, Danny, is
not truly gonna be
free until we catch the killer.
We're wasting an
awful lot of time here.
-Push him now, you could put
him even deeper into depression.
-Look, would you rather
depress him or get him killed?
I think we should look upon
this as a field trip, Danny.
-Yeah.
-I don't want to.
I'm busy today.
-It'd be good for you to
spend some time outdoors.
-Yeah, we'll get
some, uh, bicycles,
maybe shoot some baskets.
-I don't do any of that stuff.
-Air and Space Museum
at the Exposition Park.
-That's a great idea.
-OK, but just
for a little while.
-Yeah, right.
The jet's a T-38 trainer,
but the red airplane
here is a P-51.
That's a real classic, Danny,
a little before your time.
Probably doesn't mean
much to you though.
-P-51, Rolls-Royce,
V-1650 Merlin engine.
Top airspeed,
445 miles per hour.
Best Allied fighter
of World War II.
Mean anything to you?
-It does sound like a
psychologist's question,
doesn't it.
-Yeah.
They're all, mean
anything to you?
How does that make you feel?
That's all they ever say.
-Well, it's a legitimate
question considering what
you've been through,
don't you think?
-Yeah.
-You know, another
fair question, Danny,
might be what that guy was
doing there in the first place.
You know, we
can tell an awful lot
by the way somebody
searches a room.
So what's the story, Danny?
-I woke up.
I guess it was the first shot.
And I heard my mom
scream from downstairs.
I ran in my parents' room,
but they weren't there.
And then I heard my mom
scream again and another shot.
I came downstairs to see.
I remember being
in my dad's study,
getting his gun out
of his desk drawer.
And I was standing
by Mom, and that guy
came around the corner.
And I shot him.
-What do you think he wanted?
-My dad kept papers.
He said they were
like an insurance policy
so nobody could hurt us.
If anything happened
to him or Mom,
I was supposed to
give them to the police.
Yeah, I know where he hid them.
It was my idea.
Wait till you see
where I hid these.
-Danny, wait a minute.
Danny!
Come on.
Down this way.
Down here in the cellar.
Watch out for those steps.
This is so perfect.
Wait till you see this place.
I figured nobody'd
ever think to look.
My dad told me that we
had to put them in a place
where they would
be absolutely safe.
So what do you think?
There's 10 of them.
-Outta my way, kid.
-Hold it right there.
Lock those fingers
behind your head.
Face against the wall.
Come on.
Spread them out.
Let's go.
All right, turn around.
Gimme a peek
at that bullet hole.
-I told you, it's a bruise.
-Right hand behind your back.
-Surprised, Detective?
I didn't do it.
This proves it wasn't me.
-All it proves is you
weren't shot, Brooks,
but you could have been there.
-I don't believe this.
-You could've also
had an accomplice.
-You're striking out, man.
-You could've
also hired a hitman.
-I don't hire people.
I work for Waters.
I don't know what
the hell he did.
-Waters could've hired
someone and not told you.
-Then why don't you ask him?
All I did was trash that
house and turn your lights off.
I never killed anybody.
What do you see, huh?
-No bullet.
-Ow!
-Hey, come on, man.
Are these things necessary?
I told you before, it was
peanuts I was paying him.
It didn't mean anything to me.
-You were scamming your
athletes out of a total of about $11
million, and Sanderson
had the paperwork to prove it.
Hey, hey, where you going?
-I didn't kill him.
-Uh-huh.
Then you sent Brooks
over to Sanderson's
house to look for those papers.
Then he went to
Liggit's office the night
poor Harry Crandall
died of a heart attack.
-Hey, come on.
I'm not responsible for what my
employees do on their own time.
-Uh-huh.
You know, I think the
district attorney will file
a second-degree murder
case in the Crandall death.
-I wanna talk to my lawyer.
-I think you should.
-I'm gonna sue
you for false arrest.
Now, why would I wanna
kill my own partner?
-Could be he was
blackmailing you too.
-I want my phone call.
-I want my trigger man.
Sit down over here.
You two, uh, know
each other, don't you?
-Hunter.
Yes.
Fantastic.
Thanks very much.
Book this fellow on
a conspiracy to 187.
I'm going to the hospital.
Mrs. Sanderson just
got out of a coma.
-That's great.
Just like Old Home
Week, huh, boys?
-Lianna.
Hi.
-Hi.
-How's Danny doing?
-I don't know.
-Well, didn't you tell him
his mom's gonna be OK?
-Yeah, I told him.
-Hi, Danny.
Wanna go see your mom?
Come on.
-Mom, it's me.
-Danny.
Oh, thank God.
You weren't in your room.
-She's really weak.
I think that's enough.
Please.
-Oh, oh.
-Sgt. Hunter.
-Just a second.
Mrs. Sanderson.
-Sgt. Hunter.
-Just a second.
Mrs. Sanderson,
you said something
about Danny not
being in his room.
What do you mean?
-Sergeant.
-Please.
-He screamed, and I went
to look for him downstairs.
And then I...
-Sergeant.
-Danny?
I think it's time
we had a little talk.
-Look, Hunter,
this isn't the time.
-No, this is a perfect time.
Come on.
You didn't seem so
happy to see your mother.
Aren't you excited
she's gonna live?
Your mother said you
weren't in your room
when she heard you scream.
That's because you
were already downstairs.
You had been there for
some time, tearing your father's
office apart to make
it look like there
was a prowler in the house.
Your father sent your mother
into your room to look for you.
You knew your father would
be the first one downstairs.
And when he got down
there, you shot him.
You mother heard the gunshot.
She was hysterical
when she ran downstairs.
And when she got there,
you shot her too, didn't you.
Where'd you get the gun, Danny?
-School.
You can get anything at school.
-What'd you do with it?
-The air conditioning
vent in the living room.
-And the blood?
Where'd you get the blood?
-From a doctor's office.
I was having a physical, and
I stole somebody else's tube.
I just splashed some out the
window and I flushed the rest.
-And then you made
the phone call to the clinic
about the gunshot wound.
What about your father's papers?
-I was gonna show
you earlier, but you
would've been fine without me.
-My god, why did you shoot them?
-They were gonna send
me to live with Claire.
They didn't want me.
He never talked
to me or nothing.
Neither did she.
What'd I need them for?
Hey, Frank.
Right on time.
Last night, 9:16.
He's 7 pounds, 4 ounces.
Hey, Paul.
Right on time.
Last night, 9:16.
He's 7 pounds, 4 ounces.
Here, Hunter.
Right on time.
Last night, 9:16.
He's 7 pounds, 4 ounces.
-He's beautiful.
-Yeah.
Thanks.
Sugarless cigar?
-Sugarless cigar?
Thanks, Jimmy.
Congratulations.
-Thanks a lot.
-Missed you at the hearing.
-I was busy.
-Danny's got
really good counsel.
-He's gonna need it.
-The whole thing will probably
wind up in an insanity plea,
but the DA wants to try
Danny as an adult anyway.
First-degree murder.
You know, I'm
not buying the "I'm
too tough to care" bit here.
Just for the record, I think
the man that reached out
to that kid did a
wonderful thing.
And just 'cause that
man got his hand bit,
it does not diminish the
reason he did it or the man.
And I'd be willing
to listen if he just
wanted to get
that off his chest.
I feel like a really
bad cup of coffee.
Who has the worst coffee around?
-Well, we all know
that Sid's Cafe
has the worst of everything.
-Sid's, yeah, the worst.
I'm buying.
-Let's blow this pop stand, kid.
-Want a cigar?
-Police!
Drop the gun!
The boy's in there.
Danny Sanderson.
-Consider him a witness
as well as maybe a target.
-It's too close to call.
She's in a coma.
-That boy goes to bed
last night in his house,
and a few hours
later he's a heartbeat
away from becoming an orphan.
Danny is not truly gonna be
free until we catch the killer.
We're wasting an
awful lot of time here.
You must have seen him.
What did he look like?
-He was big, all right?
It was dark!
I couldn't see his face!
Are you happy?
-Can I borrow a quarter?
-No.
-The guy calls
twice during dinner.
Give it a rest.
-I wanna know the
instant she goes into labor.
-You will, Jimmy.
She's gonna be fine.
Having babies
is just a natural...
-Rhythm of life.
-Exactly.
Don't you know that there are
still places in the world where
women have babies and
then right after that they go out
and herd cattle and stuff?
-All because they're prepared.
They don't use drugs.
They're in tune
with all the elements
of the birthing process.
That's why we're having
our baby underwater.
-What did... what?
-You do know
underwater is considered
the method of choice.
-So where are you
gonna have it, a Jacuzzi?
-No, in a natal immersion
tank with sterile warm
saline solution
like amniotic fluid.
Less stress on the
child, mom, and dad.
When the time comes,
all I need is these.
1-Adam-43 and all units
in the vicinity of
847 Monte Mar...
-I'll meet you there.
DISPATCH: unknown trouble.
Possible shots fired.
Your call is code two.
PR standing by
across the street.
-This is 1-William-56.
Show me assisting Adam-43
in the possible shots fired.
10-4.
Adam-11.
I'm in the residence on the
west side of the Sanderson house.
-We heard screams and three
or four minutes later a loud bang.
-Mhm.
Did you see anybody come in
or out of the front of the house?
No cars?
OK.
Thanks very much, folks.
If you go back to
your homes, we'll
have a police officer join
you later for a statement.
Thanks a lot.
Vince, I'm going up
inside of the house.
Be ready with the shotgun.
Police!
Drop the gun!
Gimme the gun, son.
Come on.
Let go.
Is this your mother?
Uh-huh?
Why don't you hold
onto her hand for me?
I don't want you to move her.
McCall, get an ambulance.
Have Costello bring
a blanket, and quick.
Now, what is your name?
-Danny Sanderson.
-Whose gun is it?
-My dad's.
-Where'd you get it?
-From the study.
-Where's the study?
-It's right there.
-Check upstairs.
OK, let's keep you warm, Danny.
Come on.
The kid took a
shot at the killer.
-Is it in there, Jimmy?
-Yeah, it's in here.
I'm digging it out.
-Good.
Thanks.
Henry, when you're
finished with the telephone,
get in here.
Dust this desk lamp.
The suspect may have moved it.
-The boy's in there
watching television.
I don't think he's seeing much.
Before that, he just sat
and stared at the walls.
He's hardly spoken at all.
-How you doing, Charlie?
OK, the deceased's name
is Richard Sanderson.
Shot point blank in the heart
with a small caliber handgun.
Looks to be a .22.
-What about the wife?
-Found her over here
shot in the back of the head,
looks like with the
same murder weapon.
We haven't found it yet.
-You can bet none
of the neighbors
heard that .22 go off.
-No, but, uh, witnesses say
they heard a scream and the boy's
.38.
-The boy's in there.
Danny Sanderson, the only child.
-I found Danny standing
here over his mother with a .38
that he says he found
in his father's officers.
-From the blood, it looks
like the intruder was hit.
There's a blood trail from the
foyer hall out of the backyard
onto the patio.
My guess is there was
a through and through.
Slug going out that window.
I'll give you a blood
type in the morning.
-Good.
Thanks, Jimmy.
-OK.
-I think our killer
was interrupted
before he completed his search.
-John, here's what
I need you to do.
Go outside, look for that .38.
If it's not out there,
it's probably down
Van Nuys Boulevard somewhere.
Thanks.
Now, the office.
Whoever tore it up was looking
for something very specific.
-Hi, McCall.
Devane, it's been a while.
You're Sgt. Hunter, right?
-And you're Lt. Curry?
-That's right.
-Hi.
How are you?
-My captain told me
to handle this directly.
-Good.
I think Danny's gonna need
immediate protective custody.
I think we should probably,
uh, consider him a witness
as well as maybe a target.
-Right.
Hi, Danny.
How you doing?
I'm Lt.
Curry.
Call me Lianna.
I'm a psychologist with
the juvenile division.
I know something terrible
happened here tonight.
I'm going to help you.
-My dad's dead.
My mom's hurt.
-I'm sorry.
I'll check with the
hospital and make
sure she gets the
best care possible.
Now, I'd like to take you
someplace to spend the night.
-I have my own room.
-Well, I'm going to take you
to a place where you'll be safe.
-Listen, we're gonna
need to interview
him as soon as possible.
-Yeah, check with
me in the morning.
Why don't we go
upstairs and pack
up some things that you like?
-The bullet didn't
damage any critical areas
of Kathy's brain.
There's a subdural hematoma
causing a severe amount
of swelling, and she's
experiencing periodic seizures.
-Is she going to live?
-It's too close to call.
I'll let you know if
her condition changes.
-Thank you.
Does Danny know?
-Not the specifics, just
that his mother's condition
is serious.
-I feel so sorry for him.
Maybe I should take him
back to Denver with me.
-Well, I don't think that the
juvenile court will release
a child to an out
of state guardian
without a hearing first.
Besides, he might
need some protection.
You see, the
assailant might think
that Danny could identify him.
You know, Claire, you might
be able to help us out here.
Do you know of anybody
who might want to harm them?
-Not that I'm aware of.
-Did they have a happy marriage?
-I don't know.
I guess Danny was a strain.
-How is that?
-Kathy and Richard were older.
Danny was a surprise child.
Perhaps they never
expected they'd be parents.
Danny is a reticent boy,
shy, very sweet, a little socially
behind the others his age.
Two years now they shipped
him off to me for the summer.
They thought the travel
would get him started.
Of course, if... I'll take
him if Kathy... I... I'm sorry.
What a world, huh?
That boy goes to bed
last night in his own house
with his own family.
His biggest problem
is probably a book
report he's got due today.
And a few hours
later, he's a heartbeat
away from becoming an orphan.
-So what are you doing about it?
-Well, the suspect entered
through the double doors, shot
both victims with a
.22 caliber handgun.
That's all we got.
-I sent two morning watch cars
out to check the neighborhood
for the gun.
-And if our suspect got shot
in the upper body with a .38,
he's gonna need a doctor fast.
-You know, something's
bothering me.
If the killer didn't take
any money or jewelry,
what was he looking for?
-By the way the place
was tossed around,
I would say he was looking
for something quite specific.
Perhaps paperwork of some sort.
-Maybe it had something
to do with business.
Sanderson was a founder
in a big accounting firm.
You know, uh, handled
actors, sports stars,
corporate leaders,
that... That kind of thing.
-Well, it's a start.
Check it out.
-OK.
All right.
What do you say I
go down to the shelter
and see if Danny
can be interviewed?
And, um, you wanna take
a drive to Century City?
-Why don't you
take the drive and I'll,
uh, I'll go see Danny.
Thanks.
Lieutenant, how you doing?
-Fine.
How are you?
Your timing's good.
Danny and I were about
ready to take a break.
-Terrific.
How you doing, Danny?
-OK.
-What've you got,
tyrannosaurus rex?
-No, it's a stegosaurus.
-Well, I think that the,
uh, tail is upside down.
Right.
Now, there you go.
-Would you like to have a seat?
-Please.
Yeah, thank you.
Danny, this may not
be the time, but, uh, I
need you to tell me
everything you can about
what happened last night.
-Sgt. Hunter.
-OK.
Uh, do you have any idea
what the intruder was looking for?
Danny, nothing is
gonna happen to you.
I promise you that.
You know, the paleontologists
tell us that, uh, we were all
very lucky that these
things never flew.
-I think he likes you.
-Yeah, right.
-No, seriously.
He sees you as
a protector figure.
That's very important.
His world's gone
completely to pieces.
His two parents, his anchors,
are gone or very nearly.
He needs someone
he can trust right now.
I told him that's an OK feeling.
If you get close to him,
he may open up to you.
-That's my plan, but how long
do you think that's gonna take?
-Who knows?
Deep down in his subconscious,
he knows exactly what happened.
But his defense mechanisms
are inadequate to protect him
from the pain.
-OK, listen.
I understand that, but
I gotta catch a killer.
-Well, the point is,
he's exhibiting denial.
Have you got kids?
-No, I don't.
-A boy his age, if you
press him, he could freeze up
and it would only
take that much longer.
We've gotta relax.
Help him relax, and let
him respond at his own rate.
-Well, maybe so.
Thanks.
I'll be back.
-OK.
-I've, uh, spent the
better part of today
wondering if Dick's death
was connected to the business.
No bells.
-Well, Mr. Liggit,
maybe he was involved
in something that
you're not aware of.
-Oh, we've been
partners for 20 years.
I know all of Dick's clients.
-I wouldn't mind seeing a
list of those clients, if I may.
It's coming.
-Uh, Sgt. McCall,
Harry Crandall.
Harry's taking
over Dick's clients,
sorting through, making
short-term appraisals.
Anything Sgt. McCall wants,
and I mean anything, you give her,
no questions asked.
It's a list of our
clients, great and small.
-Thanks.
It will remain confidential.
I'll be in touch, gentlemen.
Thank you.
DISPATCH: 1-William-1-57.
-William-57, go.
Alvarado Free Clinic
reported a gunshot
victim en route.
-William-57, roger.
Cross your fingers.
I'm en route.
-Before you give another
scrap of paper to that cop,
you run it by me first.
1-William Commander,
all code eight units
continue to report
no activity at any of
the suspect clinics.
-This guy sure isn't worried
about blood poisoning.
Think he went to another clinic?
-I think it's a
great possibility
he could be in Ohio by now.
Freeze!
Watch him.
-How'd you get shot?
-He said he pulled a gun
during an argument in a bar,
but the man had
one too and shot him.
-He said his gun
isn't even loaded.
He's a watchman.
-Security guard, huh?
Take him in.
Let's check him out.
-Right on schedule.
No problem, I've got everything
under control, darling, OK?
Take it easy.
All right, leave it up to me.
Thank you.
14 out of 14.
-14 out of 14 what?
-Babies.
Now that we're getting close,
I'm having a couple every day
to stay in shape.
-Well, Jimmy, it works,
because your body looks great.
-Thanks.
-Mhm.
Have you done the blood work
on the Sanderson case yet?
-Yeah.
The trail of blood was type
O, same as the deceased.
-Oh, now you tell me it
was Sanderson's blood?
-I didn't say that.
Type O is very common among
Western European gene stock.
The blood on the
floor head a V-antigen.
Only half a percent
of that group has a V.
Sanderson didn't.
You've still got a wounded
killer out there, OK?
-Raiders-Bears, Danny.
Big game.
I would've loved to have
taken you to the game,
but I sure know how the doctors
feel about that type of thing.
So if you can't
go to the game, I
will definitely bring
the game to you.
Why don't you make some popcorn?
I'll turn this thing on?
Just in time for kickoff.
Come on.
He gets it away and hits it well
and drives it down
to Ellard backing up...
The doctor just said,
"You know your business,
but I know mine."
-Hey, all right.
Forget the game.
How, uh, how
about a little cards?
You're a disgraced
doctor of science, correct?
Yes, but...
No buts.
-I gave him a Rorschach and
a thematic apperception test.
He's going through
a lot of depression.
-What kind of a boy is Danny?
-I called his school.
His teachers say he's
very bright, very interested
in science, but that he's not
motivated in his other classes.
He's a daydreamer, distant.
He doesn't go out
of his way to make
friends with the other kids.
-It sounds like every
other teenager to me.
-Yeah, I'm not saying
he's very unusual.
Every day in here
I see 13-year-olds
who would go to school
packing guns if they could,
and some do.
Danny's not like that.
-Mhm.
Well, maybe if
he saw his mother,
that might, uh, open
him up a little bit.
-Maybe, but it
could also reverse
any progress that we've made.
-Yeah.
I do owe you one.
-Why, because you never
showed up to help me?
Uh-huh.
-I thought you meant
something unusual.
So where were you?
-I went by the
shelter to see Danny.
-Really?
Did you get a call
from the shelter.
-No, I, uh, I just figured
he might be ready to talk.
-Was he?
-No.
Uh, Lt.
Curry said that he
was, uh, in denial.
What do you got?
I stayed at the
shelter because I
thought maybe Danny
might need me, OK?
What do you got?
-Well, I spent the
whole night going
through the
Sanderson bank files.
And unless I completely
flunked checkbook 101,
it looks like the
Sandersons got $5,000
every month for
the past two years.
-Hmm. Embezzlement?
Blackmail situation, maybe?
-And I have a
feeling I know where
his little money tree grows.
The telephone toll shows
that Sanderson regularly
called a man whose
name is Rockne Waters.
You've heard of him
-Big time sports agent.
Handles some Lakers,
a few Raiders, Dodgers.
-Yeah, right.
Well, Waters was not
one of Sanderson's clients,
but Sanderson regularly
called Waters on his private line.
One or two days right
after that, Sanderson
was giving $5,000 to his broker.
Sounds like you're
picking kind of bare bones.
-Now, just a second, Charlie.
Go ahead.
-Well, Sanderson never
dialed Waters from his office.
But he did dial him
once, and only once,
from the house where
we found his body.
-And when was that?
-Four hours before he died.
-Don't worry about.
The Dodgers are
gonna pick up his option.
Hold on a second.
There's a guy here
invading my space.
Hey, pal, you mind?
Guess what?
He's a cop.
Big too.
6'5 ", 6'6".
He'd make a good
utility forward, huh?
I'll talk to you later.
All right.
Bye.
Hey.
-Mr. Rockne Waters?
-Yeah.
-Sgt. Hunter, LA Homicide.
How you doing?
-All right.
What can I do for you?
-Mr. Waters, a few hours before
Richard Sanderson was murdered,
he placed a phone call to you.
I'd like to know what
that phone call was about.
I figured I'd get this visit
now that Richard's dead.
Look, Sergeant, what I know
about Richard Sanderson
isn't worth
arresting anyone for.
-Why don't you get a
second opinion on that?
-OK.
You'll find out any way.
I'd rather you
found out from me.
About, uh, 2 and 1/2 years
ago, I was facing an IRS audit.
I needed my books sanitized.
I chose Sanderson &
Liggit because they were
above reproach,
but they refused me.
All right, I admit it.
Sanderson was blackmailing me.
But hey, what's $5,000 a month?
I mean, I was looking at it
like it was insurance money,
certainly not worth
killing somebody for.
Besides, I'd already told
him the faucet was closed.
Sanderson called me on the
night he died to say he would give
back his copies of my
accounts with no hard feelings.
So you see, Sergeant,
I'm really very upset
that he checked out prematurely.
I still don't have my documents.
-Excuse me.
Yeah, you.
Can I see you for just a second?
How'd you hurt your arm?
-In a pickup game
with those guys.
-Mhm.
What's your blood type?
-Red.
-He's my bodyguard.
-You know, I may want
the police physician
to take a look at that
arm in the near future.
-Yeah.
-Red.
You're funny.
-If Liggit gets hold
of those papers,
he's gonna be holding
me up for a hell of a lot
more than 5 Gs a month.
Get them back.
I don't need heat
like that on my tail.
-Hi.
-How you doing?
Ms. Silver, Sgt. Hunter.
I'm Sgt. McCall's partner.
-How do you do?
-How are you?
-Hi, Danny.
-Hi.
-I... I'm so sorry
about your daddy,
but we know your
mommy's got a good chance.
But for now, I thought it'd
be best... that is, I... I talked
to a lawyer about taking
temporary custody of you.
-I don't want to.
Why do I have to?
I could go home.
Please.
-Danny, you only have
to do what you think best.
There's no hurry, no pressure.
Anyway, we're here so that
Danny can visit his mother
and see how she's doing.
I'll be right with you.
It's OK.
I'm still not really
in favor of this.
-Lianna, I understand that.
-I looked in on Mrs.
Sanderson this morning.
Her life support
gear is pretty grim.
I'm not backing out.
I'm just going on record.
-I know you're not.
Appreciate it.
It's worth a shot, isn't it?
Come on.
You wanna say something
to your mother, Danny?
-Mom?
Mom?
-Danny.
Now, look, Danny,
you're not gonna
be able to go home again
until we catch this guy.
Do you understand that?
Now, you gotta give
me something to work on.
You must have seen him.
What did he look like?
-He was big, all right?
It was dark!
I couldn't see his face!
Are you happy?
-Sorry.
-I just wish I could get
inside that kid's head.
-Brings up a lot of stuff
sometimes, doesn't it.
-I was 20 years of
age when my dad died.
-It's tough sometimes.
-The kid's under constant guard.
I can't get to him.
-We've gotta find those
papers any way we can.
Peel the wallpaper
in Sanderson's office.
If you can't find them there,
we know they're in the house.
Boy, I'll tell you
what, this Sanderson
must have been a real fun guy.
This box is full of stuff on
double-entry bookkeeping
and multi-schedule
depreciation, whatever that is.
Hello?
McCall.
-Sgt. McCall, this
is Harry Crandall.
Can you come over
to the office right away?
I think I've found
the tip of that iceberg
you've been looking for.
-Harry?
Harry, it's Sgt. McCall!
Harry?
Is anybody here?
Surprisingly, it looks
like a heart attack.
No marks, no sign of violence.
-You know, somebody's making
it very difficult for you people
to field a softball
team here, Mr. Liggit.
Are you sure you don't
want to tell me anything?
-Like what?
-Like you killed your partner?
You know, your employees
say you got into a big fight right
before he got a
bullet in the head.
-Over business.
The fight was over business.
Look, I swear, if Dick
kept papers on Waters,
I never knew about
them, and I sure as hell
wouldn't kill him over it.
-Can you take it
here for a minute?
-Of course.
-Thank you very much.
-What the hell is
wrong with you people?
How many times am I
gonna have to explain myself?
Lianna, I only want
the boy for a day.
-It could be too much.
I talked to the neurosurgeon.
He said his mother's gonna die.
I had a long talk
with Claire today.
She doesn't want him.
Why add to his problems?
-Look, Danny, is
not truly gonna be
free until we catch the killer.
We're wasting an
awful lot of time here.
-Push him now, you could put
him even deeper into depression.
-Look, would you rather
depress him or get him killed?
I think we should look upon
this as a field trip, Danny.
-Yeah.
-I don't want to.
I'm busy today.
-It'd be good for you to
spend some time outdoors.
-Yeah, we'll get
some, uh, bicycles,
maybe shoot some baskets.
-I don't do any of that stuff.
-Air and Space Museum
at the Exposition Park.
-That's a great idea.
-OK, but just
for a little while.
-Yeah, right.
The jet's a T-38 trainer,
but the red airplane
here is a P-51.
That's a real classic, Danny,
a little before your time.
Probably doesn't mean
much to you though.
-P-51, Rolls-Royce,
V-1650 Merlin engine.
Top airspeed,
445 miles per hour.
Best Allied fighter
of World War II.
Mean anything to you?
-It does sound like a
psychologist's question,
doesn't it.
-Yeah.
They're all, mean
anything to you?
How does that make you feel?
That's all they ever say.
-Well, it's a legitimate
question considering what
you've been through,
don't you think?
-Yeah.
-You know, another
fair question, Danny,
might be what that guy was
doing there in the first place.
You know, we
can tell an awful lot
by the way somebody
searches a room.
So what's the story, Danny?
-I woke up.
I guess it was the first shot.
And I heard my mom
scream from downstairs.
I ran in my parents' room,
but they weren't there.
And then I heard my mom
scream again and another shot.
I came downstairs to see.
I remember being
in my dad's study,
getting his gun out
of his desk drawer.
And I was standing
by Mom, and that guy
came around the corner.
And I shot him.
-What do you think he wanted?
-My dad kept papers.
He said they were
like an insurance policy
so nobody could hurt us.
If anything happened
to him or Mom,
I was supposed to
give them to the police.
Yeah, I know where he hid them.
It was my idea.
Wait till you see
where I hid these.
-Danny, wait a minute.
Danny!
Come on.
Down this way.
Down here in the cellar.
Watch out for those steps.
This is so perfect.
Wait till you see this place.
I figured nobody'd
ever think to look.
My dad told me that we
had to put them in a place
where they would
be absolutely safe.
So what do you think?
There's 10 of them.
-Outta my way, kid.
-Hold it right there.
Lock those fingers
behind your head.
Face against the wall.
Come on.
Spread them out.
Let's go.
All right, turn around.
Gimme a peek
at that bullet hole.
-I told you, it's a bruise.
-Right hand behind your back.
-Surprised, Detective?
I didn't do it.
This proves it wasn't me.
-All it proves is you
weren't shot, Brooks,
but you could have been there.
-I don't believe this.
-You could've also
had an accomplice.
-You're striking out, man.
-You could've
also hired a hitman.
-I don't hire people.
I work for Waters.
I don't know what
the hell he did.
-Waters could've hired
someone and not told you.
-Then why don't you ask him?
All I did was trash that
house and turn your lights off.
I never killed anybody.
What do you see, huh?
-No bullet.
-Ow!
-Hey, come on, man.
Are these things necessary?
I told you before, it was
peanuts I was paying him.
It didn't mean anything to me.
-You were scamming your
athletes out of a total of about $11
million, and Sanderson
had the paperwork to prove it.
Hey, hey, where you going?
-I didn't kill him.
-Uh-huh.
Then you sent Brooks
over to Sanderson's
house to look for those papers.
Then he went to
Liggit's office the night
poor Harry Crandall
died of a heart attack.
-Hey, come on.
I'm not responsible for what my
employees do on their own time.
-Uh-huh.
You know, I think the
district attorney will file
a second-degree murder
case in the Crandall death.
-I wanna talk to my lawyer.
-I think you should.
-I'm gonna sue
you for false arrest.
Now, why would I wanna
kill my own partner?
-Could be he was
blackmailing you too.
-I want my phone call.
-I want my trigger man.
Sit down over here.
You two, uh, know
each other, don't you?
-Hunter.
Yes.
Fantastic.
Thanks very much.
Book this fellow on
a conspiracy to 187.
I'm going to the hospital.
Mrs. Sanderson just
got out of a coma.
-That's great.
Just like Old Home
Week, huh, boys?
-Lianna.
Hi.
-Hi.
-How's Danny doing?
-I don't know.
-Well, didn't you tell him
his mom's gonna be OK?
-Yeah, I told him.
-Hi, Danny.
Wanna go see your mom?
Come on.
-Mom, it's me.
-Danny.
Oh, thank God.
You weren't in your room.
-She's really weak.
I think that's enough.
Please.
-Oh, oh.
-Sgt. Hunter.
-Just a second.
Mrs. Sanderson.
-Sgt. Hunter.
-Just a second.
Mrs. Sanderson,
you said something
about Danny not
being in his room.
What do you mean?
-Sergeant.
-Please.
-He screamed, and I went
to look for him downstairs.
And then I...
-Sergeant.
-Danny?
I think it's time
we had a little talk.
-Look, Hunter,
this isn't the time.
-No, this is a perfect time.
Come on.
You didn't seem so
happy to see your mother.
Aren't you excited
she's gonna live?
Your mother said you
weren't in your room
when she heard you scream.
That's because you
were already downstairs.
You had been there for
some time, tearing your father's
office apart to make
it look like there
was a prowler in the house.
Your father sent your mother
into your room to look for you.
You knew your father would
be the first one downstairs.
And when he got down
there, you shot him.
You mother heard the gunshot.
She was hysterical
when she ran downstairs.
And when she got there,
you shot her too, didn't you.
Where'd you get the gun, Danny?
-School.
You can get anything at school.
-What'd you do with it?
-The air conditioning
vent in the living room.
-And the blood?
Where'd you get the blood?
-From a doctor's office.
I was having a physical, and
I stole somebody else's tube.
I just splashed some out the
window and I flushed the rest.
-And then you made
the phone call to the clinic
about the gunshot wound.
What about your father's papers?
-I was gonna show
you earlier, but you
would've been fine without me.
-My god, why did you shoot them?
-They were gonna send
me to live with Claire.
They didn't want me.
He never talked
to me or nothing.
Neither did she.
What'd I need them for?
Hey, Frank.
Right on time.
Last night, 9:16.
He's 7 pounds, 4 ounces.
Hey, Paul.
Right on time.
Last night, 9:16.
He's 7 pounds, 4 ounces.
Here, Hunter.
Right on time.
Last night, 9:16.
He's 7 pounds, 4 ounces.
-He's beautiful.
-Yeah.
Thanks.
Sugarless cigar?
-Sugarless cigar?
Thanks, Jimmy.
Congratulations.
-Thanks a lot.
-Missed you at the hearing.
-I was busy.
-Danny's got
really good counsel.
-He's gonna need it.
-The whole thing will probably
wind up in an insanity plea,
but the DA wants to try
Danny as an adult anyway.
First-degree murder.
You know, I'm
not buying the "I'm
too tough to care" bit here.
Just for the record, I think
the man that reached out
to that kid did a
wonderful thing.
And just 'cause that
man got his hand bit,
it does not diminish the
reason he did it or the man.
And I'd be willing
to listen if he just
wanted to get
that off his chest.
I feel like a really
bad cup of coffee.
Who has the worst coffee around?
-Well, we all know
that Sid's Cafe
has the worst of everything.
-Sid's, yeah, the worst.
I'm buying.
-Let's blow this pop stand, kid.
-Want a cigar?