Hunter (1984–1991): Season 6, Episode 4 - A Girl Named Hunter - full transcript

Hunter must solve the murder of a teenage girl whose baby he delivered.

Tonight on "Hunter:"

- I have a young girl
about ready to give birth.

-I want to thank you
so much for everything

you did for me tonight.

-Well listen, that's
what we're here

for, to protect and to serve.

Sometimes we deliver.

-What would you say if I name
the baby, Hunter, after you?

-Name the baby, Hunter?

-That's correct.

-Stupid moron.



-I'll take care of it.

-Gotta find that baby.

-Freeze, police!

-How ya doin', Charlie?

-Hey, still workin'?

I thought you had
Raiders tickets?

-I did.

Until Mr. Wellman shot
Mrs. Wellman, remember?

-Oh, yeah you,
you should've given

those Raiders
tickets to Rodriguez.

He's a real Raider nut.

-No, no you see, what I
should have done is this.

I should've given
Rodriguez the Wellman case.

I should've given
you the Raider tickets.



And I should've
gone out with Barbara.

-Ah.

Yeh heh yeah.

Say, whatever
happened to her anyway?

-She married Rodriguez.

-Listen I had a pal one time.

He had a really big red beard.

I mean, really big.

-Oh, wait a minute.

Does this have a moral to it?

-Yeah, I'll get to it.

-Anyway, one day
he shaved it off.

Next time I saw him I
couldn't even recognize him.

I said, why did you
shave your beard?

He said, Charlie, I
couldn't tell anymore

whether I was wearing the beard
or the beard was wearing me.

I want you to think of
this job as a big red beard.

-I will, Charlie.

Get me a razor.

-Ah ha.

Goodnight.

-Goodnight.

-How bout them Iggles?

-How bout this job.

-Please step back, please.

Thank you.

Give her some room.

Giver her some room.

How are ya, huh?

What happened?

-She pressed the button to
walk a-a-and fell on the ground

and grabbed her stomach.

I think she's in labor.

-I see.

OK.

-Ah!

Ow!

-We're gonna get you
a paramedic, honey.

Would you stay with her, please?
- -Ah!

-Sure.

-OK, you just relax sweetheart.

Just relax, I'm gonna
get you a paramedic.

OK?

People stand back.

Give her some room.

Thank you very much.

Get back.

-William 56.

POLICE DISPATCHER Go ahead, 56.

-I have a young girl
about ready to give birth.

Corner of San Pedro
and Second Street.

Need a paramedic.

One William 56,
requesting paramedic unit,

corner of San Pedro
and Second Street.

Coming through, folks.

Coming through. Let me through.

No!

-Would you help me
spread this out here, please?

-Sure.

-Thank you very much.

-There you go, practice
your breathing now.

Huh?

Practice your breathing.

That's right.

-Ah!

Oh god!

What do we have?

Ow!

I'm gonna have
to lift your legs up.

Ow!

All right.

Ready?

Here we go.

-Just relax, honey.

Just take it easy.

She says her contractions
are about a minute apart.

-OK I'd better take a look.

I probably need the gloves.

OK, let me take a look here.

I'm gonna take a little look.

Keep breathing.

-Breathe.

All right.
- There we are.

There we go.

All right.

Just take your breaths.

Short breaths.

Short breaths.

-Just relax.

That's right.

-Officer, could you give
me a hand down here?

This baby's coming now.

-Oh, hold on, honey.

-Keep breathing.

Now we're gonna push.

All at once, OK?

I'm gonna count to three.

Bear down and push.

You ready?

One, two, three, go!

That's a girl, Cheryl.

Good, honey.

Good, Cheryl.

Bear down.

That's it.

That's a girl.

One more time.

One, two, three.

Bear down.

That's it.

That's it.

You got it.

You did it.

Would you like me to
take the baby to the nursery

so you can get some rest?

-Oh, no thanks.

I want to keep her here.

You're gonna stay right here in
mommy's arms forever and ever.

-Now there's a picture for ya.

-Hi, come on in.

-I picked this up
for her downstairs.

-Thanks, Look, I'm
so glad you came by.

I hoped I got the
chance to meet you.

-Sergeant Hunter, LAPD.

-Cheryl Donovan.

-Hi, Cheryl.

-Hi.

-So where's the proud papa?

-Oh, he's at work.

-How's he feel about everything?

-He thinks it's great.

-Great.

-Listen, I want to
thank you so much

for everything you
did for me tonight.

-Hey listen, you don't need to.

That's what we're here
for, to protect and to serve.

And even deliver.

Can I hold it?

-Oh, sure.

-Come here, baby.

Oh my goodness.

Oh my goodness.

Oh my goodness.

You want to be
up here, don't ya?

Oh, you want to be up there.

Oh.

So what's her name?

-No, I haven't
figured one out yet.

-What?

No name?

Come on, we gotta
get a name for you.

-I know, I know.

I'm working on it, though.

-All right, yeah.

So you from San Diego, huh?

-Yeah.

-Hey, you all right?

-Yeah, I'm, I'm fine.

-I mean if there's anything
you need, just let me know.

I'll get it for ya.

-Thanks.

Hey, what would
you say if I named

the baby, Hunter, after you?

-A girl named Hunter?

-Sure, why not?

-Yeah, why not?

I'd like that.

Wouldn't you?

-Here he comes.

Dr. Hunter, please
report to the nursery.

-Thank you very much.

-Will you look at this?

Oh this is all from the best
baby boutique in Los Angeles.

-That's right.

-So you're having fun?

-Let me tell ya something.

I've been wearing hot shoes
for this department for the last 10

years, and nothing matches
what happened to me last night.

You should've seen
my bedside manner.

-No, you, you mean
curbside manner.

-That's pretty funny, is that?

Let me just tell you
knotheads one thing.

She named the baby after me.

-Naw really, little Ricky.

-No.

This is a little girl.

She named her Hunt... She
named the baby, Hunter?

-That's correct.

And it's a lot better than
Charlie or Dee Dee, isn't it?

Look doesn't somebody
have something

to do around here besides
blow smoke in my face?

Come, on.

Someone's gotta be shooting
somebody somewhere.

-What's the mother like.

-Well that's an
interesting question.

I think she's underage.

I also think she's a runaway.

-Really?

-She says she's from San
Diego and that her husband

is working.

-What's he do?

-Well see, I didn't ask.

But I don't think she's married.

-Did she say what she
was doing up here in LA?

-Well I, like I say, I
didn't ask a lot questions.

Uh, other than being lonely,
she seemed to be OK to me.

-Mm.

Maybe we should
call juvenile hall.

-Oh see, now wait a minute.

See.

I, I thought about that.

The opposite side of that
coin is look, she's healthy,

baby's fine.

And I just, you know,
let's just forget about it.

She'll be all right.

-Oh, let's hope so.

And thank you, doctor.

Here, have a cigar.

-This must be your
eighth one today, isn't it?

-It's the most disgusting thing.

-Callaway's Canteen,
this is Angela.

-Hi, Angela.

It's me, Cheryl.

-Cheryl.

-I had my baby.

It's a little girl.

-Hey, that's great news.

So is everything all right?

-She's gorgeous.

I'm gonna keep her, Ang.

Uh, I, I've made up my
mind, and I know in my heart

that I'm making
the right decision.

-Honey, why don't I come over
to the hospital, and we'll talk.

-No, I've, I've really
made up my mind.

But look, Ang, I
want to thank you

for everything that
you've done for me.

I mean, if it weren't
for you, I, I probably

would have wound up
turning tricks on a boulevard.

-You'd be surprised
at the things

you forget as you get older.

I'll keep in touch.

Bye.

-Bye bye.

-I'm very eager to have a child.

It's just so
frustrating to wait.

-Every adoptive couple
in the world feels like that.

There just aren't enough
children to go around.

-What about newborns?

-As a private attorney I've had
some success placing newborns,

but consequently, the
waiting list is longer than ever,

and you still have to have
the approval of the birth mother.

You have to have
the approval of a

state-appointed social worker.

And even then, you still
have to wait certainly a year

before the child
is legally yours.

-You're saying this could
still take several years?

-I'm saying, it might.

-Isn't there any other way?

-Hi.

Excuse me, it'll only
take a minute, OK?

Angela, hi.

Uh huh.

No, no, Angela,
I'm afraid it's just

not a realistic alternative, OK?

Look, I'm in a meeting
right now with some clients.

And I'll get back to you
within the hour, all right?

OK, bye bye.

Sorry.

Miss Martin, do you really
want to discuss the alternatives?

-Please.

-Good day, ladies.

Hi.

-Hi.

-Isn't this Cheryl
Donovan's room?

-Oh it used to be her room.

-What do you mean used to be?

-Oh, she left this morning.

-You mean she checked out?

-No, she just left.

Are you a relative?

-No, I'm Sergeant Hunter.

-Oh, you're the one
who delivered the baby.

-Yeah.

Uh, how would I
find Cheryl Donovan?

-Mm, you could check
with the front desk.

-Oh, uh would they have
addresses, uh, nearest of kin?

-Mm hm.

-Thank you.

-You're welcome.

-Did she get many visitors?

-There was a woman who came by.

I thought she was the mother.

But Cheryl said
she was just a friend.

-Hey what about
the men in her life.

Any boyfriends?

-Yeah one of those muscle
builder types was here.

I said, when are you
going to do the right thing

and marry the girl?

He said, none of your
business, old man.

Hey, if I was 10 years younger,
smacked him around a little.

Know what I mean?

-Uh uh.

Uh say, uh, you
wouldn't happen to have

any information on
that boyfriend, would ya?

Like an address or
phone number or anything?

-No address, but I
got his license number.

He used to park in my space.

I had him towed away once.

He didn't like it.

-Tell me, how does a,
how does a 15-year-old girl

afford a place like this?

-She always had
the money, in cash.

-When's the last
time you saw her?

-She came by around 5 o'clock.

Gave me the keys.

Told me she was movin' out.

Showed me her baby.

She was so happy.

-Hey, you see this
girl before on the right?

-Yeah, she's the
one came around.

-Really.

You think you might
be able to show

me that license
plate number now?

-Sure

-Good.

-Come down to my apartment.

-What are you doing still here?

Thought you went home.

-Hi, Charlie.

I've gotta call in
to Cheryl's doctor.

And I'm waiting for a DMV
report of Cheryl's boyfriend's car.

-Yeah, yeah, yeah.

You've been daydreaming.

Admit it.

Now let me guess,
she's 7 pounds,

6 ounces, 19 inches long.

Pretty blue eyes-

-And I've been trying to
get a hold of Cheryl's parents

and mother in San
Diego, but no one

seems to be answering the phone.

-So she is from San Diego.

-Yeah that's
about the only thing

she hasn't lied to me about.

-Mm hm.

Make the call, but go easy.

Finding out you're a
grandparent for the first time

is a real shock to your system.

So I'm told.

-Yeah.

-You all right?

-Yeah I'm fine.

I just been thinking about
that little baby, baby Hunter.

You know, round face and all.

Little sausage-like arms.

-Make the call.

All right, Charlie,
see you tomorrow.

-Goodnight.

-OK, Miss Donovan.

-Sweetheart, now listen to me.

I mean, you voluntarily
entered into a legal contract

to provide your services
as a birth mother.

In exchange for which
for the last nine months

we've provided you with food,
clothes, medical expenses,

a roof over your head, a
reasonable spending allowance.

-Look, I'm going
to pay you back.

I...

-Darling heart.

When Angela found you, you
were eating out of garbage cans.

Where are you
going to find $15,000?

-$15,000?

-At least.

-Look, I'll go to San
Diego, and I'll borrow some

money from my mom, and, and I...

-What, she's going to be
so glad to see her little girl

that she's just going to
give you that kind of money,

even if she has it.

-Hey, and the kid's mine, too.

And I think we should
stick with the deal.

-Look, you just
want your stud fee.

I mean, look at her.

Don't you feel
anything for her at all?

Well, I do.

I mean, I never
thought that I could

feel anything for anybody.

But now I'm even
starting to like myself.

-Strictly business, babe.

-I want my baby.

-It's not your baby.

You gave it up.

-Stay away from her.

-You crazy...

-Cheryl, sweetheart.

Cheryl?

Che-Oh my god.

God.

Stupid moron.

-I'll take care of it.

-Gotta find that baby.

-The DMV says the car Cheryl's
boyfriend drove was a 1988 red

Corvette, license
number 2-V-F-Z-1-1-0.

It's registered to a
Randall Wayne Johnson.

Now he lives in Venice.

I wanna see if I can pop
out there and catch 'em.

-I'm gonna go over
to that luncheonette

where this photo
strip was made, see

if I can find this
lady in the picture.

-I'll talk to the doctor
that wrote the prescription

for Cheryl's prenatal vitamins.

- Got it.
- Sergeant Hunter?

-Yes, ma'am.

I'm Vera Donovan,
Cheryl's mother.

-Oh hi, how are...
Look, come on in.

-I know you said to
wait for your phone call,

but I couldn't just sit in
San Diego knowing Cheryl

and her daughter were here.

-Well that's understandable.

Please say hello
to Sergeant McCall.

This is our captain,
Charles Devane.

Look, captain, do
you think I might

be able to, uh, use your office?

-Sure.

-Thanks, Charlie.

-For over a year
I've been praying

I would see my
little girl again.

If I hadn't fought with
her, if she hadn't run off.

When Cheryl left, my
whole life came to an end.

Every day for the last year
my only thoughts of what I would

say to her when she came
home and how I would change.

Please find her baby.

Find my little granddaughter.

-I guarantee you
we'll do everything

we possibly can to find her.

OK?

-Thank you.

-You're welcome.

-I don't use steroids.

-Sergeant Hunter, LA homicide.

Looking for a guy
named Randy Johnson.

You know him?

-Yeah I know him.

-You know where I can find him?

-Did you try his house?

-Yeah, not home.

-Yeah, he just use
that as a mail pick-up.

Probably off with some babe.

He's got a new one
every couple weeks.

You know what I mean?

-No.

He's got lots of girlfriends,
most of 'em pregnant.

-Aw, what do you mean, pregnant?

-I mean he's got
three or four girlfriends,

and they're all pregnant.

So if you're a homicide
cop, who died?

-Girl on the left.

-Oh my god, that's Cheryl.

-You know her.

-Yeah I know her.

What happened?

-Thank you very much.

-Well we got a new chef.

He's not so bad.

-Were you ever that sick?

No, I wasn't.

Not in the beginning, anyway.

-Did you like it?

-What, the soup?

-Angela Wilder?

-Mm hm.

-I'm Sergeant McCall.

I'd like to talk with you
about Cheryl Donovan.

-Sure thing.

Hey, you better run
along anyway honey,

you don't want to be late.

-OK, bye.

-Uh, could we go down
to the end of the counter?

I think it might be
a little more private.

-Sure.

-So what about Cheryl?

Cheryl was killed
sometime last night.

-Oh my god.

We found her body this morning.

-I just spoke with
her yesterday.

She was so excited.

What about the baby?

-We don't know yet.

What was your
relationship to Cheryl?

-She used to come
in here a lot, hang out.

We'd talk if it wasn't busy.

Sometimes I'd take
her food so she'd

get a nutritious
meal once in awhile.

-When was the last time
you actually saw her?

-Last Saturday night.

She sat right here.

-Well did she seem
depressed to you?

Was she upset at all?

-No.

She was real happy.

-Would you say that
you two were close?

-I guess.

I was 17 and pregnant once.

I didn't know how to
take care of myself,

and nobody else was
there to do it for me.

Cheryl was a street kid.

We'd talk about her
problems back home,

you know, parents
that just don't

want to take the time to listen.

-Yeah.

-Look.

If you don't have
any more questions,

I really think I'd like
to be alone right now.

-I, I just have one more.

Do you know a Randy Johnson?

-No.

Sorry.

-Thanks.

-Listen I just want to know
what you said to the lady cop.

-She was asking about Cheryl.

Why didn't you tell
me she was dead?

-I told you, it was
just an accident.

-Angela, this baby is
worth $100,000 to us.

The parents are going to
pick her up tomorrow morning.

-She's burning up.

I never should've
left her with you.

-It's just a fever.

You'll make her well.

You know what to do.

-Damn right I know what to do.

-Just in case you were thinking
of maybe talking to the police.

You oughta know I do
still have all the evidence

from that little mess
you made in San Jose.

-Dominique committed suicide.

I didn't have anything
to do with that.

And you know it.

-The police just might
not see it like that.

-My god.

You're sick.

Both of you.

-You just shut up and do
what you're supposed to do.

Everything will work out fine.

-It's gonna be all right, honey.

Yeah, Angie's gonna
take care of you.

Don't worry about it.

We'll make her all well.

-Yes, I prescribed those pills.

I've been treating Cheryl
since she conceived,

-How'd she come
to be your patient?

-Through Felicia Green.

-Felicia Gree-who is that?

-She's an adoption attorney.

She got my name
off a referral list

with the state adoption agency.

-What do you know about her?

-Well I've worked
with her for a long time.

She's got a fine reputation.

She does a great
job placing some

of these kids in
very good homes.

-Dr. Slater, she was
planning on putting

her child up for adoption, then?

-Yes, she was.

-You wouldn't happen to have
the paperwork on her and her child,

would ya?

-No, as a matter of fact, we've
been waiting sometime for it,

but the Department of
Adoptions, it happens.

-Isn't eight and a half
months an awful long time

to wait around to see who's
going to be paying the bill?

-Well I have to talk to
my bookkeeper about that.

Sergeant, what does all this
have to do with Cheryl's death?

-Well we're not quite sure yet.

Thanks very much for your time.

We greatly appreciate it.

Is the possibility
of getting Felicia

Green's, uh, address out front?

-Certainly.

-And what happened to the baby?

-We don't know.

We're still looking.

What do you know
about the father?

-Nothing.

You see in a, a case like
Cheryl's where the girl isn't

married, the law
says that we only

have to deal with the mother.

And I don't have any
idea who the father even is.

-Do you know a Randy Johnson?

-No, no.

-Mrs. Green, why doesn't
Dr. Slater have the state adoption

papers for Cheryl and her baby?

-I see.

Uh, Sergeant Hunter, we are
very well aware that the papers have

not come through for Cheryl,
which is the reason that I was

picking up her medical expenses.

-Oh I see.

Is that the standard
practice in these cases?

-No.

Cheryl needed my help,
and, uh, it is, after all, my job

to try to see that these babies
are placed in homes where

they'll be loved
and well cared for.

And I try very hard to
keep that goal in sight.

-I see.

Well do, uh, do you mind if
we, uh, send someone back here

tomorrow morning bright and
early to go through your files?

-Not at all.

-Thank you very much.

-Thank you.

Bye bye.

-So whatta you think?

-What do I think?

I think Felicia is involved
in this up to her neck.

I think she knows
exactly where that baby is.

One William, 156.

Copy.

-What's this?

William 56, go.

-Get yourself over to Our Lady
of Mercy, 17th and La Quinta.

Somebody just dropped
off a baby on a doorstep.

-Leave your car here, let's go.

-The poor thing was
brought here by a woman.

She ran away when
I tried to question her.

I summoned the paramedics
before I called you.

-Is that her right
there in the green?

-Yes, that was her.

-Thanks very much, Sister.

-Oh, I'm sorry.

I was wondering, do you
know the baby's name?

-Hunter.

Hunter Donovan.

-We'll be praying all night for
little Hunter, sometimes helps.

-Yes, it does.

-Thank you.

-I'm going to go pick up Angela.

-Yeah after I drop
you off, I'm gonna

go and pick up Ms. Donovan,
head over to the hospital.

I'll be there if you need me.

-When the paramedics
brought her in,

she had a running temperature
of 101, which isn't critical.

However, there was
some respiratory distress,

which is why
she's in the Isolette.

-Yeah, but she is gonna
be OK, is that right?

-Well there's certainly
no immediate danger.

However, babies
can dehydrate very

quickly, which explains the IV.

-But she's gonna be OK?

-She has every chance of
a full and complete recovery.

We just have to keep
a close eye on her.

And you are all set.

-Yeah?

How do I look?

-Looks great.

-Great.

Let's go.

Thank you very much.

-OK.

-Ms. Donovan, I can take
you back to the hotel anytime

you want.

-Thank you, but I think I'm
going to stay here for awhile.

-You don't mind if I
stay with you, do ya?

-No.

I'd like that.

-Cheryl must've
liked you very much

to name her baby after you.

Thanks for being her friend.

-I'll be right back.

Charlie, what's up?

-How's the baby?

-Well there's some
concern, but they

think she's going to be OK.

Now did McCall find Angela?

-No, she's still
out looking for her.

You were right to check
into Angela's priors, though.

She's got a record
as long as your arm

up in San Jose, a
lot of petty things,

DUIs, bad checks, possession
of drugs for personal use,

things like that.

-Not a very good friend
for a runaway kid, isn't it?

-No.

But here's the kicker.

On every count, her
attorney was Felicia Green.

-Felicia Green.

McCall and I
talked to her earlier.

What about Randy Johnson?

-He never came
back to his place.

Looks like he disappeared.

-Gah, we gotta find him.

-This, uh, came in
the mail for you today.

It's from Cheryl.

It's postmarked yesterday.

-Is everything OK?

-Yeah I think
everything's OK, Charlie.

-You go back in there.

You tell that baby to hang in.

They listen to you.

I mean, it has something to
do with the tone of your voice.

I'm serious.

The doctors'll tell ya.

-Anything you
want me to tell her?

-Just hang in there.

-OK, thanks.

Thanks, Charlie.

-Hi.

-Hi, how's the baby?

They think she's gonna be OK.

-Whatta you got on Angela?

-Preliminary shows that it was
death by manual strangulation.

They found hair and
fibers underneath her nails.

Here, take a look at this.

This is page after page of
young girls, and most of them

are pregnant.

Oh, my lord, here's
Cheryl pregnant.

She looks like a little baby.

-She was.

Here, let me show you something.

There's a picture in
here of the girl that

was at the luncheonette when
I went to go interview Angela.

Name is, uh,
Sally, Sally Thomas.

Address is on the back.

-Sally Thomas.

She's pregnant.

And if she knew Cheryl,
maybe she knows Randy.

-Maybe.

-Mrs. Green introduced
me to this guy, Randy,

and we started seeing
a lot of each other.

And then she arranged
for everything else.

She pays for me to live here.

I got $1,000 as soon as
we were sure I was pregnant.

And then after the baby's
born, I get $9,000 more.

A lot of girls do it for her.

I mean, it's better
than being a hooker

and getting all
kinds of diseases.

After the baby's born,
I'm going back home

with my money and
show everybody.

Then they'll see.

-How old are you, honey?

-15.

-15.

And when Randy's not at his
house, where does he stay?

-At a great apartment
Mrs. Green bought.

It's in Venice near
the boardwalk.

-Where exactly?

-On Catalina Terrace.

26-9A.

-Yeah.

-Felicia Green, I have
a warrant for your arrest.

-On what grounds?

-Try complicity in the
murder of Cheryl Donovan

and Angela Wilder for starters.

-Angela Wilder?

-Yeah, did you forget about her?

-I have not seen her for years.

-Right.

Save it.

Cuff her.

-I do think you should know
that I will be suing both you

and your department
for false arrest.

-Well you go right ahead, honey.

Hire a lawyer.

Get one with some ethics.

Get her outta here.

-Open up, police!

-Freeze, police!

How ya doin?

-Good.

And she's doing great.

They say she can go
home in a couple a days.

-Oh, that's great.

Hey, listen, I hope
you don't mind,

but I did some extra shopping.

I got a bunch of stuff outside.

-That's very sweet
of you, sergeant.

-I see you're getting to
know one another, huh?

-A social worker from
the California State

Adoption Agency
came by this morning.

-Look, Vera, if you want this
baby, I think you can get her.

-Oh, sergeant, how
can I raise this baby

after my failure with Cheryl?

I... there's so many
things I didn't...

-Let me just tell you something.

This is an opportunity
for you to take this baby

and push ahead for the
future, you understand me?

That's what Cheryl
would've wanted.

-How do you know?

-She wrote me this
letter before she died.

Let me have the baby.

-Here you go, sweetie.

-Oh yeah.

She was coming home to you.

She wanted you to
help raise this baby.

No, you keep that.

-Thank you.

-Thank you.

-It's been a long time since
I've taken care of a baby.

I don't know if I
can be trusted.

-I think Cheryl trusted you.

And I think I trust you too.

Here, take your granddaughter.

-Oh.

Yeah.

It's gonna be OK.

Yeah.

-Hi, baby.

-Hi, sweetie.

-Ah yeah.