Hunter (1984–1991): Season 5, Episode 20 - Teen Dreams - full transcript
Debbie Small, from the "City Under Siege" saga, returns to LA and is implicated in a murder investigation.
Tonight, on "Hunter."
You know what's out there?
He's a pathological killer.
-You want a menu, or you
wanna just choose from the buffet?
-All right.
That's it.
Hollow point.
-All four women killed
with a 9mm round.
9mm as in police issue?
How are you?
You look good.
What are you doing here?
-I was just in the
area, kicking around.
A couple of girls saw
Dina being pulled out
of the hotel by a uniformed cop.
-Freeze right there, Kent!
Police!
You ready to go, honey?
I said, are we ready to go?
-Yeah, well, uh,
I, uh, I guess so.
-Well, you, uh, you
want a menu, or you
just wanna choose
from the buffet?
-Maybe a glass of water?
-Honey, I don't serve water.
Look, could we maybe
just slow down a little bit?
-This is about as
slow as it's gonna get.
-All right, that's it.
You, over there.
-What did I do?
-Face against the
wall, and don't move.
-Well, do you mind
if I get dressed?
-Do it.
You're lucky.
Tonight, you get a pass.
Well, beat it.
-Thank you, thank you.
-You didn't see any money
change hands, you know,
and I know that for a fact.
-Tell it to the court, honey.
You're under arrest for 647b.
-You got nothing to bust me on.
Oh, are you gonna tell me two
consenting adults can't do it?
Hey, hey, how about
I give you a discount?
We talk about your mother.
-Let's go.
-Easy.
-What are you doing?
-There's this woman
waving her arms at me.
Hi.
-What are you, asleep?
That's Debbie Small.
Don't you remember
Debbie from Pierce High?
-Of course.
Hunter, Homicide.
-How are you?
You look good.
What are you doing here?
-I was just in the
area, kicking around.
I thought I'd stop
by and say hello.
-Well, I am glad you did.
But I mean, what are you
doing here in California?
I thought you were down
in Florida with your mom.
-Hi, Debbie.
-Hi.
Oh, well, I'm just out
here for a couple weeks
seeing some friends.
-Uh, we just got a 187 downtown.
-Oh, all right.
I'll join you.
- I'll take it.
Go on.
-Are you sure?
-Yeah, you go ahead and chat.
See you.
-Well, you buzz
me if you need me.
Great.
Well, the worst cup of coffee
I know about's right next door.
Are you game?
-Let's do it.
-OK, you can let the kids go.
Keep sweeping the area.
Let me know if
anything turns up.
Donna.
How you doing, hon?
-Hi, Hunter.
I got here as soon as I could.
What've we got?
-Well, you tell me.
Oh my god.
It's Dina Coolidge.
-What can you tell
me about this person?
-Well, last night a couple of
girls working the same block
saw Dina being pulled out of
the hotel by a uniformed cop.
-Uniformed cop?
One officer?
That's what they said.
-That doesn't sound right.
I need you to set up that
meeting with those girls
as soon as you can, huh?
Poor Dina.
She's been up to the
center a couple of times.
Pimp beat her up,
john shook her down.
We'd talk, patch her up, she'd
go right back to street again.
God, Hunter, this is four in
the last two months, isn't it?
-Yeah, same MO.
Large caliber bullet,
close range, handcuffs.
I'm very sorry about her.
-Oh, it's this amazing place.
It has, like, five bedrooms,
this pool, this huge garage
with all these old cars in it.
Dave's really into old cars.
-Dave?
Who's... who's Dave?
-My stepdad.
Ever since my mom remarried,
like, since when I was 8,
I've been calling
him Dave, so...
-Wasn't he the guy you
didn't get along too well with?
I thought you said he
didn't like you too much.
-Yeah, I guess.
Well, his law
firm's doing better,
so he's not always
bitching and moaning
like he did before
I moved out here.
-Good.
You know, it sounds
a lot better, Debbie.
-Yeah, I guess.
I still miss my
friends and my dad.
I took flowers to
the grave today.
-That's nice.
You know, it seems to me like
you've got a lot of good things
to look forward to for yourself.
-Mhm.
-So what do you want to do?
-I don't know.
My mom wants me
to going to college,
but I'd like to take a year
just to get my head together.
-I don't think that's
such a bad idea.
Do you think maybe you
might want to stay out here?
-Yeah, yeah.
Maybe get a job and
try to survive for a while.
-It can be a little rough
being 18 all on you own.
-Well, it's rougher
living in a condo
in Fort Lauderdale
with two elderly people.
-Yeah, well, I see your point.
-Yeah.
-Not as rough as this coffee.
I don't think we better
drink any more of this.
Looks like it's in one piece.
Wanna hand me that evidence bag?
9mm hollow point.
Want me to clean it?
-No, ballistics will do that.
Thank you.
No problem.
-Ah.
-Sorry I'm late.
-That's OK.
We're on our way
down to ballistics.
I'll fill you in on
the way down.
-McCall, you missed
a great craniotomy.
-What a shame.
-There's a match if I ever saw.
There.
Take a look at that.
All four women killed
with a 9mm round.
-Hmm.
9mm, as in police issue?
-Perhaps.
We'll see, wont we.
Thanks.
-I'll get in touch with
the watch commander,
get a list of all the officers
that were in the area
where the victims were found.
-Great.
I'll try and get a
hold of Dina's john.
-Let me know.
-Yeah.
-Homicide, McCall.
Yes, I have a
long-distance call for you
from Florida.
Go ahead, please.
Oh, hello, Sgt. McCall.
This is Judy Miller,
Debbie's mother.
Do you remember me?
We spoke at Jack's funeral.
-Yes.
Uh, hi, Mrs. Miller.
How are you?
Well, I'm fine, thank you.
I'm sorry to bother
you, but, uh, well, I
know that you and Debbie
developed a pretty good
relationship when
her father was killed.
-Uh, yeah.
You know, I saw her just today.
-You did?
-Yeah, she seemed
to be fine and looking
forward to the
future and everything.
You sound worried.
Well, I am.
Since she left the house, we've
heard less and less from her.
I know she's 18 and I can't
legally make her come home,
but I wish she would.
-Mrs. Miller, I was, uh, under
the impression that Debbie had
your blessings when
she came out here.
-Well, she didn't exactly
leave on good terms.
She had a blowup
with her stepdad.
-Oh, yeah.
She said that they'd
had a rocky past,
but, uh, I thought that they
were getting along better.
Well, I just want
to talk to her to
see if she's OK.
-Well, I'll tell you what.
I will, uh, call her.
I've got her number sitting
around here somewhere,
and I'll give her the message.
How's that?
-Thank you.
I'm really very
sorry to bother you.
-No, that's OK.
I'm glad you called.
Bye bye.
DISPATCH: 13-A-43, roger.
You're code four.
All units code four.
The 459's there now.
651 East 12th.
-Thank you.
You girls ever, uh,
work for a sketch artist?
-Oh, yeah.
This guy down in Venice
painted me for some kind of tool
and die calendar.
-Well, this sketch artist
works a little different, I bet.
Now, look I want you take a
look at these police officers.
If any one of these
looks familiar and might
be the guy that came
out of the hotel that night,
I want you to flag it
with one of these, OK?
And I wanna thank you
for bringing them down.
-Hey, they want this
creep off the street
as much as I want
them off the street.
-Donna, take a look
at this stud muffin.
-What's up?
-I, uh, cross-checked the last
places the four victims were
seen alive against where
their bodies were found.
There's a total of 39
uniformed officers that
were either in one
place or the other.
-Now, were any of the officers
linked by a common location?
-Yeah, there were three of them.
There was Officer, uh,
Bill Park, Central; Jim Scott,
Central; and John
Washington, Rampart.
That picture's coming.
What about ballistics?
Ballistics is
doing a test firing.
There's no results yet.
-OK.
I'll take the girls down
to see the sketch artist.
Uh, are you expecting anybody?
-No.
Oh, but I'm glad she's here.
-Ah.
How are you guys?
-Well, we'd all like to know
if Officer McKnight is single.
Nothing.
-Let's go see the sketch artist.
-Sgt. Hunter, who's
that girl over there?
She's a friend of Sgt. McCall's.
Why?
-I don't know.
She looked familiar.
-Come on.
-I think I'm starting
to like the coffee here.
-Oh, big mistake.
Pretty soon, you'll be
wanting to order the tuna melt.
-Bad?
-Oh, yeah.
They don't use tuna.
-I'm sorry I missed
your message last night.
I got in late and crashed.
So what's up?
-Your mother called me.
-My mother?
I can't believe it.
-She sounded kind of
concerned about you.
-I know.
That's what mothers
are supposed to do.
She wants me to come home,
and I want to make it on my own.
-Does your stepfather
want you to come home too?
-Look, I don't see why we
have to talk about my family life.
-Well, we don't have to.
It's just that... Look,
your mom called.
She sounded kind of upset.
It's not such a big deal.
Why don't you just
pick up the phone
and call them and let
them know you're all right?
-I'd just rather
order the tuna melt.
-No, believe me, you wouldn't.
Call them, all right?
-Ballistics cleared
the three officers.
If they were out
shooting hookers,
they were not using
departmental issues.
-Charlie, from the
description the girls gave us,
our shooter was in black.
-All right.
So that leaves Washington and
any one of 3,500 other officers
who might have
been out taking target
practice in their spare time.
-Look, Charlie.
It's not a cop.
It's an imposter.
-All right, I'm
with you on this.
I'm in your camp.
But I cannot leave one
stone unturned, all right?
I want you to get that sketch
to every divisional captain.
-OK.
-I want to make sure we
don't have a witch hunt here.
Devane.
Yeah.
OK.
Someone to see you.
He says he's got
some information
about the hooker shootings.
-Yeah, yeah.
That's her, just the way she
was described in the papers.
Look, look, I got
a couple of kids.
My wife doesn't know
about me, about any of this.
-Look, Earl, how you decide
what you do with your family
is your business, OK?
-I understand.
Now, let's talk about the
guy who came in the room
that night.
-The policeman?
-Yes.
-All right.
-Take a look at him.
-No.
-Does this guy fit?
-Uh-uh.
-What about him?
-I'm sorry.
-OK.
What do you think of that?
-Yeah, this guy's a lot closer.
Good.
You and I will go down
to see the sketch artist.
DISPATCH: 1-Adam-9, roger.
You're code seven.
13-A-43, roger.
You're code four.
651 East 12th.
All units, code four.
The 459's there now.
13-A-46, report your
code six location.
-Look, Cheezie, this
guy's playing for keeps.
Forget about your driver.
There's a killer out there.
-Forget about him?
Look, Donna, I know you want
me off the streets waiting tables.
But my man don't, and
he's got powerful ways
of making his point.
-You can stay at the center.
It's secure.
We can help you.
-Yeah, they got hot and
cold running water too.
-Kelly, what are you doing?
-Stretching my legs.
Don't worry, I'm not cruising.
-Where'd you get this?
-I'm helping the police
distribute as many as I can.
Cheez, does your
pimp know there's
a killer walking the streets?
-All he knows is that there's
paying customers out there,
and he wants me
bringing him cash.
-All right.
I want to talk to him.
-Honey, you're
gonna have to take
your social work somewhere else.
-Hey!
-So what do you want?
-Oh, I don't know.
Weren't you at the
cop shop this morning?
-No.
I don't know what
you're talking about.
-You're friends with
whatshisname's partner.
-I don't have any friends.
-Yeah?
Well, a quail like
you ain't gonna
last very long on the
streets without one.
-Who was that?
-I don't know.
I thought she was
carrying a badge.
-What makes you think she isn't?
-Cops rehearse their parts.
She didn't even know
what I was talking about.
-Runaway?
-I don't know.
You know what?
Ask that the detective we...
We were talking to today.
- Hunter?
- Yeah.
He told me that that
chick was supposed
to be his partner's friend.
I don't know.
-Get off the streets, OK, Kelly?
-I am just trying to find
"Architectural Digest."
-I am just trying to find
"Architectural Digest."
-No, thanks.
I don't think it sounds
like something I'm
too interested in.
So what are we waiting for?
-Hey, what's going on?
What's going on?
-Get out of here, lady.
-Could I see some ID, Officer?
-Get the hell outta here.
-Come on, honey.
Let's go.
No!
Run!
Get out of here!
-So, uh, after
the shot, the girl
comes running out screaming.
So I grab her.
I didn't know whether
she was wounded
or stoned or just
scared, you know?
-Did you see the guy
who fired the shot?
-Well, the girl said
it was some cop.
-I know.
But did you see him?
-No, man.
He didn't come out
this way, and, uh,
I wasn't going running
after him, you know?
-OK.
Stick around.
I may want to talk to you
a little bit later on, OK?
-Yeah, you got it.
-Thanks.
Appreciate it.
-What've we got?
-The victim was Donna Carlisle.
-What?
What happened?
-The intended victim is
inside the manager's office.
I, uh, I think you
should go talk to her.
You know, you lied to
your mom, your stepdad.
You lied to me.
You know, I thought that
we were friends, Debbie.
-We are.
-We are?
I always thought that
friends were supposed
to be completely
honest with each other.
Look, whether
you like it or not,
you're unfortunately
involved in a homicide.
Now, it's somebody
that we knew and we
worked with out on the streets.
God, I can't believe
you're a prostitute.
You've got to be
really proud of the way
you're making it on your own.
-No, I needed the money.
I don't do this all the time.
-What the hell does that mean?
Is that supposed to make it OK?
Hey, look, I am not
pulling a whole lot
a heartstrings
for you right now.
-Please, you don't understand.
-Look, I'll take you
downtown, print you, photo you,
just like any girl we
pick up off the streets.
Get your statement
on the shooting,
put you on a plane
back to Florida,
and you can tell anybody
anything you want.
Now, get your stuff together.
There'll be somebody
down here in a minute
to take you downtown.
Well, it's pretty faint,
but the cyanoacrylate
has developed
something we
might be able to use.
We're lucky we got to
this one as soon as we did.
-I think two is as many
as we're gonna get.
-Yeah, I think you're right.
-OK.
I'll take them down
to the computer,
run them through,
and see what turns up.
-What's the deal?
-Well, all we got
were a couple of prints.
-Well, I'll run
them down for you.
-That's all right, I'll do it.
-No, that's OK.
You have a very
scared young lady
in our division who
wants to talk to you.
I'll run them.
-Thanks.
You wanted to talk?
-I don't want to go home.
Look, I could just get up
and walk right out of here
if I wanted to.
-Yeah, I didn't
press any charges,
if that's what you mean.
But you know what's out there?
A pathological killer that
knows that you can identify him.
You wanna take that chance?
-But what am I supposed to do?
It's been kinda rough these
past couple months, you know.
-You know, Debbie,
it's really hard for me
to understand that you
thought that prostitution was
gonna help you
out of a rough time.
Come on, I thought you
were smarter than that.
-I want to talk to you.
Why, so you can lie to me again?
You know, I went
out on a limb for you
because I thought
you were worth it.
-I'm sorry.
-Look, here's a quarter.
Why don't you go
call your mom and tell
her you're coming home?
There's a phone
out by the elevators
There's a phone
out by the elevators
There's a phone
out by the elevators
There's a phone
out by the elevators
-Excuse me.
The pay phone?
-Homicide, McCall.
Kent, Roy Joseph.
2345 Royal Canyon Road,
Los Angeles, California.
He comes on the
computer as a 647b.
He was the john in the bust.
-Prostitution, huh?
Got a good match?
I got a real good match.
I'm on my way
up there right now.
Listen, put his license
plate up on the wire...
2-Paul-Mary-Ocean-1-6-3.
It should be a 1984 tan
Impala four-door sedan.
-OK, I got it.
I'll get it right out.
Listen, keep Debbie
around for a little while.
We may have ourselves a
little lineup for her to look at.
-OK, will do.
-Need a ride?
-No, I'm fine.
-I said, do you need a ride?
DISPATCH: All units, warrant
on license
2-Paul-Mary-Ocean-1-6-3.
If seen, detain and notify
Central Division Homicide.
How we doing around the back?
At the back, it's a go.
OK, we all go on three.
Got it?
On three.
One, two, three.
Hey, Rick.
-Yeah?
-I think you better
check it out in here.
The guy's a
regular police junkie.
-McCall.
HUNTER: McCall, Hunter.
-Did we get him?
-No, we didn't get him.
The place is empty.
No one's been here.
His bed hasn't been slept in.
But we do have
ourselves a pretty
interesting collection
of evidence.
You oughta see this place.
It's like a police shrine.
-All right, look.
Debbie walked out of here
maybe 10, 15 minutes ago.
I've got a broadcast out
on her and Kent's Impala.
-I'll be in the office
in about a half hour.
See you then.
Bye.
DISPATCH: All units, code
four at 2345 Royal Canyon Road.
'84 Impala,
2-Paul-Mary-Ocean-1-6-3,
not at suspect's house.
-Look, I won't say anything.
-Shut up.
If located, apprehend
and notify 1-William-1-56.
-They've been to my house.
Dammit, they've
been to my house.
They can't do that.
-Ow, please stop.
You're hurting me.
-You stay.
-What are you doing?
-Shut the hell up.
647b, prostitution, you pay.
288a, you pay.
785, you pay.
-What are you talking about?
-You know what
I'm talking about.
Don't do that.
-Don't hurt me, please.
I won't tell.
I won't say anything.
Nobody's gonna know.
Nobody's gonna know.
-McCall, they found the car.
I got a call out to Hunter.
He'll meet you there.
-Great, thanks.
-I also got two units
at Hope and Grand.
-OK.
Listen, if you hear anything
from Debbie, anything at all,
you call me and let me know, OK?
-Don't you worry.
You'll be the first to know.
DISPATCH: Standby, 1-L-10.
Detectives en route.
Yes, sir, I'll be right in.
I just have a couple
of things to clear up.
Yeah, I know.
Well, we can get the city
to get a few more men.
Yeah.
Yes, sir.
Well, we could
all use a vacation.
Yes, sir.
Yes, sir.
Thank you, sir.
-What have we got?
-The Impala's behind the
old Division 19 building.
We gave it a quick drive by.
We found this on the seat.
-Damn, he's got Debbie Small.
Has there been any movement?
-We've got a man
staked on each side.
Nobody came, and nobody went.
-OK.
Hold your positions.
Call Central and
tell them we've got
a possible hostage situation.
This guy doesn't keep
people alive very long.
We're going in.
-This is 1-Adam-10 to all units.
Stay in position.
Officers entering building.
All right, I've got
other things to do.
Let's get this over with.
-Please, just let me go.
-I'm booking you
and printing you
and putting you in
a hole downstairs.
Please, just let me go.
I won't tell anyone.
-That's right.
You respect the
badge, lady, and you
and me won't have any problems.
Hey, Spence, how you doing?
It's good to see you back.
Hey, you take care of that arm.
Hope you get back real soon.
Please, just let me go.
I won't tell anyone.
-Lady, you don't get
out of here unless a cop
says it's all right.
-Please!
I'll do anything you want.
-Freeze, Kent!
Police!
-What's the matter
with you people?
Well, do something!
-Freeze right there, Kent!
-She's not gonna leave here.
-I didn't tell, I promise.
-But you don't have
to worry, honey.
It's all over now.
-I don't want him to hurt me I
just don't want him to hurt me.
Who's gonna hurt you?
I won't tell.
-No one's gonna hurt you, Deb.
-No, I can't go home.
I don't want him to hurt me.
-Who's gonna hurt
you, sweetheart?
-My stepfather hurt
me, but I won't tell.
-Hi.
How'd it go?
-Pretty intense.
My stepfather broke down.
My mom shook a lot.
I just kinda talked.
-Do you think you might
want to go back with them?
-I don't know.
They have a few more
sessions scheduled out here.
I guess I gotta do those.
-Well, yeah.
I think it's a good idea
to get it all out, you know.
-That's what all
the shrinks say.
-Have you thought
about pressing charges?
-I don't know.
It all happened when
I was a kid, you know.
It's buried deep.
-Well, if you want
to talk, I'm here.
-Thanks.
I just wish I could've talked
about 10 or 12 years ago.
-Yeah, I understand.
I'll see you later, OK?
You know what's out there?
He's a pathological killer.
-You want a menu, or you
wanna just choose from the buffet?
-All right.
That's it.
Hollow point.
-All four women killed
with a 9mm round.
9mm as in police issue?
How are you?
You look good.
What are you doing here?
-I was just in the
area, kicking around.
A couple of girls saw
Dina being pulled out
of the hotel by a uniformed cop.
-Freeze right there, Kent!
Police!
You ready to go, honey?
I said, are we ready to go?
-Yeah, well, uh,
I, uh, I guess so.
-Well, you, uh, you
want a menu, or you
just wanna choose
from the buffet?
-Maybe a glass of water?
-Honey, I don't serve water.
Look, could we maybe
just slow down a little bit?
-This is about as
slow as it's gonna get.
-All right, that's it.
You, over there.
-What did I do?
-Face against the
wall, and don't move.
-Well, do you mind
if I get dressed?
-Do it.
You're lucky.
Tonight, you get a pass.
Well, beat it.
-Thank you, thank you.
-You didn't see any money
change hands, you know,
and I know that for a fact.
-Tell it to the court, honey.
You're under arrest for 647b.
-You got nothing to bust me on.
Oh, are you gonna tell me two
consenting adults can't do it?
Hey, hey, how about
I give you a discount?
We talk about your mother.
-Let's go.
-Easy.
-What are you doing?
-There's this woman
waving her arms at me.
Hi.
-What are you, asleep?
That's Debbie Small.
Don't you remember
Debbie from Pierce High?
-Of course.
Hunter, Homicide.
-How are you?
You look good.
What are you doing here?
-I was just in the
area, kicking around.
I thought I'd stop
by and say hello.
-Well, I am glad you did.
But I mean, what are you
doing here in California?
I thought you were down
in Florida with your mom.
-Hi, Debbie.
-Hi.
Oh, well, I'm just out
here for a couple weeks
seeing some friends.
-Uh, we just got a 187 downtown.
-Oh, all right.
I'll join you.
- I'll take it.
Go on.
-Are you sure?
-Yeah, you go ahead and chat.
See you.
-Well, you buzz
me if you need me.
Great.
Well, the worst cup of coffee
I know about's right next door.
Are you game?
-Let's do it.
-OK, you can let the kids go.
Keep sweeping the area.
Let me know if
anything turns up.
Donna.
How you doing, hon?
-Hi, Hunter.
I got here as soon as I could.
What've we got?
-Well, you tell me.
Oh my god.
It's Dina Coolidge.
-What can you tell
me about this person?
-Well, last night a couple of
girls working the same block
saw Dina being pulled out of
the hotel by a uniformed cop.
-Uniformed cop?
One officer?
That's what they said.
-That doesn't sound right.
I need you to set up that
meeting with those girls
as soon as you can, huh?
Poor Dina.
She's been up to the
center a couple of times.
Pimp beat her up,
john shook her down.
We'd talk, patch her up, she'd
go right back to street again.
God, Hunter, this is four in
the last two months, isn't it?
-Yeah, same MO.
Large caliber bullet,
close range, handcuffs.
I'm very sorry about her.
-Oh, it's this amazing place.
It has, like, five bedrooms,
this pool, this huge garage
with all these old cars in it.
Dave's really into old cars.
-Dave?
Who's... who's Dave?
-My stepdad.
Ever since my mom remarried,
like, since when I was 8,
I've been calling
him Dave, so...
-Wasn't he the guy you
didn't get along too well with?
I thought you said he
didn't like you too much.
-Yeah, I guess.
Well, his law
firm's doing better,
so he's not always
bitching and moaning
like he did before
I moved out here.
-Good.
You know, it sounds
a lot better, Debbie.
-Yeah, I guess.
I still miss my
friends and my dad.
I took flowers to
the grave today.
-That's nice.
You know, it seems to me like
you've got a lot of good things
to look forward to for yourself.
-Mhm.
-So what do you want to do?
-I don't know.
My mom wants me
to going to college,
but I'd like to take a year
just to get my head together.
-I don't think that's
such a bad idea.
Do you think maybe you
might want to stay out here?
-Yeah, yeah.
Maybe get a job and
try to survive for a while.
-It can be a little rough
being 18 all on you own.
-Well, it's rougher
living in a condo
in Fort Lauderdale
with two elderly people.
-Yeah, well, I see your point.
-Yeah.
-Not as rough as this coffee.
I don't think we better
drink any more of this.
Looks like it's in one piece.
Wanna hand me that evidence bag?
9mm hollow point.
Want me to clean it?
-No, ballistics will do that.
Thank you.
No problem.
-Ah.
-Sorry I'm late.
-That's OK.
We're on our way
down to ballistics.
I'll fill you in on
the way down.
-McCall, you missed
a great craniotomy.
-What a shame.
-There's a match if I ever saw.
There.
Take a look at that.
All four women killed
with a 9mm round.
-Hmm.
9mm, as in police issue?
-Perhaps.
We'll see, wont we.
Thanks.
-I'll get in touch with
the watch commander,
get a list of all the officers
that were in the area
where the victims were found.
-Great.
I'll try and get a
hold of Dina's john.
-Let me know.
-Yeah.
-Homicide, McCall.
Yes, I have a
long-distance call for you
from Florida.
Go ahead, please.
Oh, hello, Sgt. McCall.
This is Judy Miller,
Debbie's mother.
Do you remember me?
We spoke at Jack's funeral.
-Yes.
Uh, hi, Mrs. Miller.
How are you?
Well, I'm fine, thank you.
I'm sorry to bother
you, but, uh, well, I
know that you and Debbie
developed a pretty good
relationship when
her father was killed.
-Uh, yeah.
You know, I saw her just today.
-You did?
-Yeah, she seemed
to be fine and looking
forward to the
future and everything.
You sound worried.
Well, I am.
Since she left the house, we've
heard less and less from her.
I know she's 18 and I can't
legally make her come home,
but I wish she would.
-Mrs. Miller, I was, uh, under
the impression that Debbie had
your blessings when
she came out here.
-Well, she didn't exactly
leave on good terms.
She had a blowup
with her stepdad.
-Oh, yeah.
She said that they'd
had a rocky past,
but, uh, I thought that they
were getting along better.
Well, I just want
to talk to her to
see if she's OK.
-Well, I'll tell you what.
I will, uh, call her.
I've got her number sitting
around here somewhere,
and I'll give her the message.
How's that?
-Thank you.
I'm really very
sorry to bother you.
-No, that's OK.
I'm glad you called.
Bye bye.
DISPATCH: 13-A-43, roger.
You're code four.
All units code four.
The 459's there now.
651 East 12th.
-Thank you.
You girls ever, uh,
work for a sketch artist?
-Oh, yeah.
This guy down in Venice
painted me for some kind of tool
and die calendar.
-Well, this sketch artist
works a little different, I bet.
Now, look I want you take a
look at these police officers.
If any one of these
looks familiar and might
be the guy that came
out of the hotel that night,
I want you to flag it
with one of these, OK?
And I wanna thank you
for bringing them down.
-Hey, they want this
creep off the street
as much as I want
them off the street.
-Donna, take a look
at this stud muffin.
-What's up?
-I, uh, cross-checked the last
places the four victims were
seen alive against where
their bodies were found.
There's a total of 39
uniformed officers that
were either in one
place or the other.
-Now, were any of the officers
linked by a common location?
-Yeah, there were three of them.
There was Officer, uh,
Bill Park, Central; Jim Scott,
Central; and John
Washington, Rampart.
That picture's coming.
What about ballistics?
Ballistics is
doing a test firing.
There's no results yet.
-OK.
I'll take the girls down
to see the sketch artist.
Uh, are you expecting anybody?
-No.
Oh, but I'm glad she's here.
-Ah.
How are you guys?
-Well, we'd all like to know
if Officer McKnight is single.
Nothing.
-Let's go see the sketch artist.
-Sgt. Hunter, who's
that girl over there?
She's a friend of Sgt. McCall's.
Why?
-I don't know.
She looked familiar.
-Come on.
-I think I'm starting
to like the coffee here.
-Oh, big mistake.
Pretty soon, you'll be
wanting to order the tuna melt.
-Bad?
-Oh, yeah.
They don't use tuna.
-I'm sorry I missed
your message last night.
I got in late and crashed.
So what's up?
-Your mother called me.
-My mother?
I can't believe it.
-She sounded kind of
concerned about you.
-I know.
That's what mothers
are supposed to do.
She wants me to come home,
and I want to make it on my own.
-Does your stepfather
want you to come home too?
-Look, I don't see why we
have to talk about my family life.
-Well, we don't have to.
It's just that... Look,
your mom called.
She sounded kind of upset.
It's not such a big deal.
Why don't you just
pick up the phone
and call them and let
them know you're all right?
-I'd just rather
order the tuna melt.
-No, believe me, you wouldn't.
Call them, all right?
-Ballistics cleared
the three officers.
If they were out
shooting hookers,
they were not using
departmental issues.
-Charlie, from the
description the girls gave us,
our shooter was in black.
-All right.
So that leaves Washington and
any one of 3,500 other officers
who might have
been out taking target
practice in their spare time.
-Look, Charlie.
It's not a cop.
It's an imposter.
-All right, I'm
with you on this.
I'm in your camp.
But I cannot leave one
stone unturned, all right?
I want you to get that sketch
to every divisional captain.
-OK.
-I want to make sure we
don't have a witch hunt here.
Devane.
Yeah.
OK.
Someone to see you.
He says he's got
some information
about the hooker shootings.
-Yeah, yeah.
That's her, just the way she
was described in the papers.
Look, look, I got
a couple of kids.
My wife doesn't know
about me, about any of this.
-Look, Earl, how you decide
what you do with your family
is your business, OK?
-I understand.
Now, let's talk about the
guy who came in the room
that night.
-The policeman?
-Yes.
-All right.
-Take a look at him.
-No.
-Does this guy fit?
-Uh-uh.
-What about him?
-I'm sorry.
-OK.
What do you think of that?
-Yeah, this guy's a lot closer.
Good.
You and I will go down
to see the sketch artist.
DISPATCH: 1-Adam-9, roger.
You're code seven.
13-A-43, roger.
You're code four.
651 East 12th.
All units, code four.
The 459's there now.
13-A-46, report your
code six location.
-Look, Cheezie, this
guy's playing for keeps.
Forget about your driver.
There's a killer out there.
-Forget about him?
Look, Donna, I know you want
me off the streets waiting tables.
But my man don't, and
he's got powerful ways
of making his point.
-You can stay at the center.
It's secure.
We can help you.
-Yeah, they got hot and
cold running water too.
-Kelly, what are you doing?
-Stretching my legs.
Don't worry, I'm not cruising.
-Where'd you get this?
-I'm helping the police
distribute as many as I can.
Cheez, does your
pimp know there's
a killer walking the streets?
-All he knows is that there's
paying customers out there,
and he wants me
bringing him cash.
-All right.
I want to talk to him.
-Honey, you're
gonna have to take
your social work somewhere else.
-Hey!
-So what do you want?
-Oh, I don't know.
Weren't you at the
cop shop this morning?
-No.
I don't know what
you're talking about.
-You're friends with
whatshisname's partner.
-I don't have any friends.
-Yeah?
Well, a quail like
you ain't gonna
last very long on the
streets without one.
-Who was that?
-I don't know.
I thought she was
carrying a badge.
-What makes you think she isn't?
-Cops rehearse their parts.
She didn't even know
what I was talking about.
-Runaway?
-I don't know.
You know what?
Ask that the detective we...
We were talking to today.
- Hunter?
- Yeah.
He told me that that
chick was supposed
to be his partner's friend.
I don't know.
-Get off the streets, OK, Kelly?
-I am just trying to find
"Architectural Digest."
-I am just trying to find
"Architectural Digest."
-No, thanks.
I don't think it sounds
like something I'm
too interested in.
So what are we waiting for?
-Hey, what's going on?
What's going on?
-Get out of here, lady.
-Could I see some ID, Officer?
-Get the hell outta here.
-Come on, honey.
Let's go.
No!
Run!
Get out of here!
-So, uh, after
the shot, the girl
comes running out screaming.
So I grab her.
I didn't know whether
she was wounded
or stoned or just
scared, you know?
-Did you see the guy
who fired the shot?
-Well, the girl said
it was some cop.
-I know.
But did you see him?
-No, man.
He didn't come out
this way, and, uh,
I wasn't going running
after him, you know?
-OK.
Stick around.
I may want to talk to you
a little bit later on, OK?
-Yeah, you got it.
-Thanks.
Appreciate it.
-What've we got?
-The victim was Donna Carlisle.
-What?
What happened?
-The intended victim is
inside the manager's office.
I, uh, I think you
should go talk to her.
You know, you lied to
your mom, your stepdad.
You lied to me.
You know, I thought that
we were friends, Debbie.
-We are.
-We are?
I always thought that
friends were supposed
to be completely
honest with each other.
Look, whether
you like it or not,
you're unfortunately
involved in a homicide.
Now, it's somebody
that we knew and we
worked with out on the streets.
God, I can't believe
you're a prostitute.
You've got to be
really proud of the way
you're making it on your own.
-No, I needed the money.
I don't do this all the time.
-What the hell does that mean?
Is that supposed to make it OK?
Hey, look, I am not
pulling a whole lot
a heartstrings
for you right now.
-Please, you don't understand.
-Look, I'll take you
downtown, print you, photo you,
just like any girl we
pick up off the streets.
Get your statement
on the shooting,
put you on a plane
back to Florida,
and you can tell anybody
anything you want.
Now, get your stuff together.
There'll be somebody
down here in a minute
to take you downtown.
Well, it's pretty faint,
but the cyanoacrylate
has developed
something we
might be able to use.
We're lucky we got to
this one as soon as we did.
-I think two is as many
as we're gonna get.
-Yeah, I think you're right.
-OK.
I'll take them down
to the computer,
run them through,
and see what turns up.
-What's the deal?
-Well, all we got
were a couple of prints.
-Well, I'll run
them down for you.
-That's all right, I'll do it.
-No, that's OK.
You have a very
scared young lady
in our division who
wants to talk to you.
I'll run them.
-Thanks.
You wanted to talk?
-I don't want to go home.
Look, I could just get up
and walk right out of here
if I wanted to.
-Yeah, I didn't
press any charges,
if that's what you mean.
But you know what's out there?
A pathological killer that
knows that you can identify him.
You wanna take that chance?
-But what am I supposed to do?
It's been kinda rough these
past couple months, you know.
-You know, Debbie,
it's really hard for me
to understand that you
thought that prostitution was
gonna help you
out of a rough time.
Come on, I thought you
were smarter than that.
-I want to talk to you.
Why, so you can lie to me again?
You know, I went
out on a limb for you
because I thought
you were worth it.
-I'm sorry.
-Look, here's a quarter.
Why don't you go
call your mom and tell
her you're coming home?
There's a phone
out by the elevators
There's a phone
out by the elevators
There's a phone
out by the elevators
There's a phone
out by the elevators
-Excuse me.
The pay phone?
-Homicide, McCall.
Kent, Roy Joseph.
2345 Royal Canyon Road,
Los Angeles, California.
He comes on the
computer as a 647b.
He was the john in the bust.
-Prostitution, huh?
Got a good match?
I got a real good match.
I'm on my way
up there right now.
Listen, put his license
plate up on the wire...
2-Paul-Mary-Ocean-1-6-3.
It should be a 1984 tan
Impala four-door sedan.
-OK, I got it.
I'll get it right out.
Listen, keep Debbie
around for a little while.
We may have ourselves a
little lineup for her to look at.
-OK, will do.
-Need a ride?
-No, I'm fine.
-I said, do you need a ride?
DISPATCH: All units, warrant
on license
2-Paul-Mary-Ocean-1-6-3.
If seen, detain and notify
Central Division Homicide.
How we doing around the back?
At the back, it's a go.
OK, we all go on three.
Got it?
On three.
One, two, three.
Hey, Rick.
-Yeah?
-I think you better
check it out in here.
The guy's a
regular police junkie.
-McCall.
HUNTER: McCall, Hunter.
-Did we get him?
-No, we didn't get him.
The place is empty.
No one's been here.
His bed hasn't been slept in.
But we do have
ourselves a pretty
interesting collection
of evidence.
You oughta see this place.
It's like a police shrine.
-All right, look.
Debbie walked out of here
maybe 10, 15 minutes ago.
I've got a broadcast out
on her and Kent's Impala.
-I'll be in the office
in about a half hour.
See you then.
Bye.
DISPATCH: All units, code
four at 2345 Royal Canyon Road.
'84 Impala,
2-Paul-Mary-Ocean-1-6-3,
not at suspect's house.
-Look, I won't say anything.
-Shut up.
If located, apprehend
and notify 1-William-1-56.
-They've been to my house.
Dammit, they've
been to my house.
They can't do that.
-Ow, please stop.
You're hurting me.
-You stay.
-What are you doing?
-Shut the hell up.
647b, prostitution, you pay.
288a, you pay.
785, you pay.
-What are you talking about?
-You know what
I'm talking about.
Don't do that.
-Don't hurt me, please.
I won't tell.
I won't say anything.
Nobody's gonna know.
Nobody's gonna know.
-McCall, they found the car.
I got a call out to Hunter.
He'll meet you there.
-Great, thanks.
-I also got two units
at Hope and Grand.
-OK.
Listen, if you hear anything
from Debbie, anything at all,
you call me and let me know, OK?
-Don't you worry.
You'll be the first to know.
DISPATCH: Standby, 1-L-10.
Detectives en route.
Yes, sir, I'll be right in.
I just have a couple
of things to clear up.
Yeah, I know.
Well, we can get the city
to get a few more men.
Yeah.
Yes, sir.
Well, we could
all use a vacation.
Yes, sir.
Yes, sir.
Thank you, sir.
-What have we got?
-The Impala's behind the
old Division 19 building.
We gave it a quick drive by.
We found this on the seat.
-Damn, he's got Debbie Small.
Has there been any movement?
-We've got a man
staked on each side.
Nobody came, and nobody went.
-OK.
Hold your positions.
Call Central and
tell them we've got
a possible hostage situation.
This guy doesn't keep
people alive very long.
We're going in.
-This is 1-Adam-10 to all units.
Stay in position.
Officers entering building.
All right, I've got
other things to do.
Let's get this over with.
-Please, just let me go.
-I'm booking you
and printing you
and putting you in
a hole downstairs.
Please, just let me go.
I won't tell anyone.
-That's right.
You respect the
badge, lady, and you
and me won't have any problems.
Hey, Spence, how you doing?
It's good to see you back.
Hey, you take care of that arm.
Hope you get back real soon.
Please, just let me go.
I won't tell anyone.
-Lady, you don't get
out of here unless a cop
says it's all right.
-Please!
I'll do anything you want.
-Freeze, Kent!
Police!
-What's the matter
with you people?
Well, do something!
-Freeze right there, Kent!
-She's not gonna leave here.
-I didn't tell, I promise.
-But you don't have
to worry, honey.
It's all over now.
-I don't want him to hurt me I
just don't want him to hurt me.
Who's gonna hurt you?
I won't tell.
-No one's gonna hurt you, Deb.
-No, I can't go home.
I don't want him to hurt me.
-Who's gonna hurt
you, sweetheart?
-My stepfather hurt
me, but I won't tell.
-Hi.
How'd it go?
-Pretty intense.
My stepfather broke down.
My mom shook a lot.
I just kinda talked.
-Do you think you might
want to go back with them?
-I don't know.
They have a few more
sessions scheduled out here.
I guess I gotta do those.
-Well, yeah.
I think it's a good idea
to get it all out, you know.
-That's what all
the shrinks say.
-Have you thought
about pressing charges?
-I don't know.
It all happened when
I was a kid, you know.
It's buried deep.
-Well, if you want
to talk, I'm here.
-Thanks.
I just wish I could've talked
about 10 or 12 years ago.
-Yeah, I understand.
I'll see you later, OK?