Mod Squad (1968–1973): Season 1, Episode 6 - A Time to Love - A Time to Cry - full transcript
♪ ♪
(groaning)
Hey, Luanne?
Hey, honey?
Hey, come on, let's take
some more pictures, huh?
♪ ♪
MAN: Yeah, that's her.
That's Luanne.
Beautiful, evil,
destructive Luanne.
Adam, Robbie didn't kill her.
You're Robbie's probation
officer, Dave, not his jury.
He was with the girl,
he fought with her
and she was found
dead in his apartment.
Adam, I've had Robbie on
probation with me for two years.
He's talented, he's
fouled up, but he's gentle.
He's, he's not a murderer.
Adam, do me a favor.
Don't ask it, Dave.
I'm going to ask it.
Look, I've got ten years
of my life on the line.
Let me find Robbie before
you turn your wolves loose.
She was murdered, Dave.
But not by Robbie.
Come on, Adam.
This kid is going to
be scared to death.
If he sees cops, there's no
telling what he's going to do.
Maybe I can keep
the lid on it for...
one day.
One... 24 hours and no more.
24 hours.
Thanks a lot.
Well, maybe I can
throw in some help.
Like what?
I'll assign some
people to work with you.
Some very, uh, special people.
(theme song playing)
♪ ♪
ADAM: Here's the suspect,
Robbie Larson.
Mellow wheels.
Here's the victim.
Sweet face.
Oh, yeah, sweet Luanne.
The killing happened
in Robbie Larson's apartment.
Luanne live there?
No, not for a while.
He'd broken it off.
At least he tried to.
He got any reasons?
I don't know. Luanne
was a swinger.
She swung in a lot of gutters.
She wanted Robbie
back down there with her.
She wanted him back on acid.
And Robbie?
I guess he loved her.
It happens.
Yeah.
PETE: How heavy
was he into drugs?
DAVE: Well, he used to
be, that's why he was busted.
That's why he was on probation.
But he was off of it.
All right, Captain,
where do we come in?
(sighs)
Well, I guess that's me.
See, I don't think
Robbie did it.
Why?
Well, I...
Look, I don't have any what
you guys call hard evidence,
but I knew him.
I worked with that
kid for two years.
I used to hold his head nights.
He had some bad times.
He had some bad people.
She was the worst.
Robbie had his
whole life on the line,
but he was making it.
He didn't have any
reason to kill anybody.
Who do you think
might have killed her?
Okay.
Okay, this is just a guess,
but she had a friend,
A guy by the name
of Hal Kincaid.
He was a hardcore
pusher, two-time loser.
He was her connection.
ADAM: So, you say Hal
Kincaid is lousy people.
I'd pick him up for questioning,
but there's no evidence
says he's a murderer.
Well, that's cool, Captain,
but you never
know until you look.
See what I mean?
I told you they were
three very special people.
And they're all yours, Dave.
Thanks, Adam.
Come on, I'll show you
where Robbie's apartment is.
Oh, Captain, just
one small problem.
The wheels.
The woody's pooped.
What do you mean
the woody's pooped?
Well, as far as
I can figure out,
the cams are shot,
she needs two new
anti-stat bushings,
a pair of solenoids
and probably a
rheostat retriever.
Besides that, the transmission's
falling out... I have
to double-clutch...
Okay, okay.
I'll arrange something else.
First-rate here.
We knew you'd come
through, Captain.
A rheostat retriever...
Homey.
Yeah.
That's all of
Robbie's equipment.
That's why I'm sure
he'll come back.
This is all he has.
I'll be here when he does.
You?
Well, sure.
Seems only the natural choice.
Look, seeing a
girl in his apartment
isn't going to scare him off.
He sees those two delinquents
and he'll run for miles.
Look, that's not
a very good idea.
It's a little bit risky.
Risky?
Dave, you said he was harmless.
Well, yeah, he is, but...
I trust you.
Well, that's nice. I'm glad.
What if Hal Kincaid comes by?
Then I'll just be sweet and sexy
and tell him I'm a
friend of Robbie's.
Kind of tough, huh?
Mm.
Okay.
Okay, Toughie, you stay here.
You two guys come with me.
Where to?
There's another
place Robbie might go.
Jason's Retreat.
Jason's a rich man,
and his estate is kind
of a haven for artists.
He's helped a lot of my kids.
What are we going to do there?
Your own thing.
What else?
(conga and recorder playing)
"Do your own thing."
That's our motto.
Baby, whatever your
own thing is, it sure pays.
I inherited mine.
But I'm one of the
good guys; I share.
Yeah, and no strings.
Jason provides the materials:
paint, plasticene,
photographic equipment.
You guys do the work.
A patron of the arts.
Don't put it down.
Instead of giving all the bread
to your neighborhood museum,
I spread it around.
Just two rules:
Work? Yes.
Trips? No.
That means no grass,
no acid, no drugs.
I believe he travels fastest
who travels without
anything on his back.
Are you interested?
Where do we enroll?
You just have.
Dave's recommendation
goes a long way.
Look around.
Get the feel of the place.
If you need anything, come
see me up at the house.
Thank you.
DAVE: Thanks, Jason.
Was that for real?
Yeah, he's for real.
He's got a lot of money
and this is what
he likes to do with it.
Oh, I told him you're
a photographer
and you're a sculptor.
Hey, Dave, why
don't you just ask him
where Robbie is?
Everybody talks to Jason
because Jason talks to nobody.
You never push, do you, Jason?
Just like Dave.
I just avoid making judgments
since I'm not God.
Jason, I got to talk to you.
Whenever you're ready.
Well, last night...
Luanne, she, uh...
Jason, I think
maybe I killed her.
You...
think maybe you killed her?
I don't know.
I was high...
and I passed out,
and when I came
to in the morning,
she was lying in the bed.
You sure she was dead?
Yeah.
I'm still not God.
There's a storeroom
in back of the attic.
(conga and recorder playing)
It's very flattering.
Why?
That's our wagon.
Oh, you build it?
No.
Well, don't take
credit for it then.
That's good.
You paint well.
It's therapy.
It's not what I
really want to do.
Well, what do you
really want to do?
Paint, you know... for real.
Houses...
barns...
fences.
Hey, look, could you tell us
where we could
find Robbie Larson?
Robbie Larson?
Sandy-haired, photographer?
Right.
Don't know him.
(birds chirping)
This is the only door
so far that's locked.
They gone?
Hey, man, where'd
you learn that?
Beverly Hills High School?
Why would anybody
want to lock this up?
This is junk, man.
Take it easy, man.
Us sculptors are
sensitive people.
LINC: Yeah, that's
Robbie's wheels all right.
He's got to be here.
(footsteps)
♪ ♪
(glass shattering)
No!
(screaming)
Where's Robbie?
I don't know.
Yeah, really.
Look what do you want?
Robbie.
And something he's got.
The cops rousted me.
They want to bust me,
But I'm going to do
some busting first.
Now you tell me,
where is Robbie?
(knocking) DAVE: Julie!
Dave!
Dave!
Julie!
(grunting)
You know that's the first
chance in my whole life
I've ever had to be a hero
and I just blew it.
Oh...
you look ten feet tall to me.
Did he hurt you?
I just got scared
a little for a cop.
Was that Kincaid?
Yeah, that was Hal Kincaid.
(laughing)
Thanks for dropping by.
You're welcome.
What did he want here?
He was looking for something.
A camera I think.
A camera?
What would he
want with a camera?
Unless...
Unless Robbie took some pictures
that Kincaid didn't
want us to see.
That could be.
That could be. We'd
better call Adam.
Nothing, man.
It's empty.
This is getting a little bit
like the Marx Brothers, man.
Yeah. I need a harp,
you need a cigar.
Let's go.
ROBBIE: Jason?
No.
As a matter of fact, I
was looking for him.
I thought he came in here.
Well, he's gone now.
Okay.
I, uh... I'm sorry, man.
I didn't mean to just come
walking in on you like this.
Sure. It's all right.
Really, man, you know,
don't look so guilty.
Hey, uh...
do me a favor will you?
Keep it to yourself I'm up here.
I'm trying to work some
things out, you know?
Fine.
(sighs)
He's up there.
Seems like he'd
be a nice guy, too.
As a matter of fact,
he was more worried
about my feelings about
busting in on him like that
than he was his own.
And I told him that I
wouldn't tell anyone.
That I would keep it a secret.
But that's what this whole
number is all about, right?
Lying to people.
What do you want to do?
You want to call it off?
No.
All right.
I'll call the captain.
It's still a guess, Dave.
Kincaid tried to get something
out of Robbie's apartment.
He roughed up Julie.
All right, so we're
trying to find him.
But there's still no evidence
says he killed Luanne.
What do you mean no evidence?
What do you think
he's wandering...
The camera he was looking for...
If we find that then we
might have something.
One thing's sure.
Kincaid... a two-time loser,
it would take an awful lot
for him to visit the
scene of a homicide.
That's my point, Adam.
(intercom buzzing)
Greer.
Captain, yeah, we found him.
Jason's attic.
They found him
up at Jason's place.
You want us to bring him in?
No, we'll pick him up.
You just sit tight.
We'll have a car over
in about 20 minutes.
And, Linc... good work.
Adam, If you go
busting in on that kid...
Dave, give us
credit for something.
We'll pick him up quietly.
Robbie's not here.
That would be a bummer.
Where?
They're on the way.
I'll cover the back.
Robbie... where is he?
I told you...
(footsteps)
Hey, Jason...
Where is it, Robbie?
The camera... where is it?
Introduce me to
your friend, Robbie.
I want those pictures.
What?
Look, man, I'm a two-time loser.
I was at your pad last
night delivering the stuff
like Luanne wanted.
And you took a lot of pictures.
Luanne, me, everything.
Then you blew, baby...
sky high.
You killed her.
No.
Baby, there was
nobody else there.
And she was alive when I left.
I couldn't have killed
her Jason... I loved her.
HAL: Didn't we all?
Where are those
pictures, Robbie?
Jason, I killed her!
♪ ♪
(engine starting)
(engine revving)
Robbie!
(whistles)
Robbie!
(car engine starting)
Come on, come on,
come on, right here.
Go!
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
(tires squealing)
(tires squealing)
♪ ♪
Is he alive?
Is he alive?!
ADAM: Go ahead, Robbie.
ROBBIE: She was
lying on the bed.
She was dead.
Robbie, you don't
have to say anything.
ADAM: He's been
informed of his rights.
ROBBIE: I don't care.
Robbie, just shut up, will you!
It's all right, Dave.
Let's get on with it, man.
I killed her.
He's giving up.
ROBBIE: She came to see me.
It'd been a long time.
She wanted me
to trip out with her.
I'm sorry, David.
I guess I'd just do
anything for her.
It was a bummer.
We had a fight.
Okay, okay, look...
Where'd you get the stuff?
Kincaid.
Was he there?
For a while.
Did he leave before
or after the fight?
I don't know. I don't remember.
Well, try and remember, Robbie.
It was so weird.
I was taking pictures.
Luanne got hit.
I guess I hit her.
It was so weird.
It was like my hand
was ten feet long.
All right, go on, Robbie.
It was like I was
split into two people.
I was just standing there
watching myself hit her.
ADAM: When you hit her
did she fall?
Yeah, I think so.
You just think so?
The bathtub... She hit
her head on the bathtub.
All right.
Get some rest, Robbie.
Thank you.
Take that down.
I'm sorry.
Robbie, it's going to be okay.
It's going to be okay.
It's going to be
okay, I promise you.
You hear?
Yeah, I hear.
Oh, no...
Sorry, Dave.
I'm afraid that's it.
What are you talking about?
You heard him in there.
He doesn't even
know what happened.
Oh, doesn't he?
Said she fell and hit her
head against the bathtub.
He happens to be right.
Now I think he knows
exactly what happened.
He didn't kill her, Adam.
I know he didn't kill her.
Why, because he's a lost kid?
Or is it because Kincaid
is a dirty specimen...
You'd rather find him guilty?
It's not good enough,
Dave. I'm sorry.
I'll pick up Kincaid
up for questioning.
In the meantime I'm holding
Robbie on suspicion of murder.
Captain, there must
be something we can do.
Yeah, you can try
to find those pictures
that Kincaid was
so anxious about.
It's funny, he's the
best cop I know,
but he's wrong.
Listen, kids, I want to say...
thanks, thanks for the help.
We're not done.
You heard him... let's
go find us some pictures.
DAVE: Robbie, where did you
leave the film you took last night?
I don't know.
I don't even
know if it was real.
We're trying to help.
Think, man.
What did you do with the film?
Was it in the camera?
I think so.
Did you have the
camera at Jason's place?
The saddlebags on the bike...
was it in there?
Well, was it in there
when you hit the water?
Maybe.
Maybe it wasn't even
the same camera.
I don't know.
Just leave me alone.
Come on.
We've got some ground to cover.
Take up the cable.
Okay, stand clear, Bob.
Start taking that up.
What is it about Robbie that
makes him so special to you?
I don't know.
I guess maybe I see myself
in some of these kids, Jule.
Robbie's father was unknown.
His mother deserted him.
He lived in a bunch
of foster homes.
Some of them good,
some of them lousy.
All of them a little
bit empty I guess.
And the people who
could never quite get over
thinking that you're
some sort of... package.
Hey, you sound like
you've been there.
That's what makes
you so special.
Hey, hey, don't go away.
You can open people up,
Dave. I'm not ready for that.
Come on, Julie,
don't be afraid of me.
I can see what's
inside, I like it.
Thanks.
But I'm...
Maybe you and Robbie
are a little bit alike.
Searching, looking.
I couldn't help
him either, could I?
♪ ♪
JASON: I never
saw Robbie's camera.
What do you want it for?
You've crucified him already.
You and that witch Luanne.
We are trying to help him.
And that camera could do it.
Then ask Robbie. PETE: We did.
He doesn't remember
too much of anything.
Now you've got a dark room here.
Could Robbie have used it?
There's no darkroom here.
Dave said there was.
Dave's never been here.
He sent me a lot of kids
here, but he's never been here.
Some of the kids use the
laundry room to develop their films.
But Robbie didn't.
And he didn't leave any camera.
And you two are trespassing.
Now look, Hal Kincaid's
after that camera, too.
Now, he's put his
mark on you already.
You'd be doing yourself
a favor by helping us.
I've had kids here with
records back to the cradle,
but never any trouble.
Never any trouble
until you two came.
Now, there's no
camera and no darkroom.
Now get out!
On Robbie's behalf...
thanks.
Not bad.
I got rid of them.
Now, please...
I'll be leaving, too,
soon as I get the camera.
I told you...
You're a bad liar.
I mean, you sweat when you lie.
You have a darkroom,
Robbie's talked about it.
You bought a lot of
special junk for him to use.
Now, maybe the
pictures are in there.
Pictures of what?
I don't know for sure. That's
why I want to see them.
It's very simple.
You take me there...
or do I use this?
The camera's in the darkroom.
Let's go, Jason.
Take me to the golden fleece.
No camera, no film.
Nothing.
Okay, that's it.
It's all over.
Dave, it's not your fault.
No.
You cared as much as anyone can.
You're a nice man.
Why didn't I meet
you a long time ago?
You didn't look.
That was a big mistake.
I should have looked.
I always do things at
the wrong time anyway.
What does that mean?
It's just simple arithmetic.
You, me...
it all adds up to
a common ailment
called the Generation Gap.
Now, if I'd met
you 15 years ago...
I was six.
Yeah, well, you see?
It wouldn't have
worked then either.
I like you.
I like you, Julie.
Find it.
Which one's Robbie's?
It's the last one at
the end of the table.
Turn the lights on.
You'll ruin the film.
Sue me.
Hyah!
You understood my little code.
How could we miss?
Dave's never been here?
Yeah, he did everything
but point a red arrow
pointing right here.
I'll get a car, man.
Let's go, Jason.
Let's look at some pictures.
Okay, go ahead and
run your little peep show.
I got nothing to hide.
Okay, Kincaid, why don't
you, uh, tell us what happened?
You tell me.
You're the one
with all the evidence.
Or is just a big bluff?
Maybe you got no pictures.
Pete, get Linc down
in the photo lab.
Tell him to push a little.
Linc? How much longer
you going to be, man?
Fine.
He's on his way.
You don't scare
me, Captain Fuzz.
'Cause I'll tell you
one thing, I didn't do it.
You put a gun to this man's head
for these pictures.
Why don't you stop
being so cocky? Tell us why.
I'm making no statements.
And get him out of here.
I know my rights.
ADAM: No, he stays.
In case you change
your mind a little later.
Don't hold your breath.
(door opens)
I don't have to.
JULIE: Have you seen them?
No, fresh out of the soup.
The technician sent down
a long lens just in case
you want to go for detail.
Hit the lights, Linc.
LINC: That's
the top of the roll.
You're right. He is talented.
PETE: Wait a minute. Here we go.
She was beautiful.
All right, lights.
All right, I was there,
but just for a little while.
I didn't do anything to her.
You've got to believe that.
Why were you there?
I brought the stuff.
She asked me to.
And she wanted to get
her hooks back into Robbie.
She couldn't stand
that he was straight and that
he kicked the stuff... and her.
When did you leave? Later.
At night, after they turned on.
They got mad
and they started to
fight, and I was cool.
I didn't want any part of it.
Still got some more
slides, Captain.
Lights, Linc.
See? That's when I left.
I told you they had a fight.
They're tearing
their world apart.
PETE: That's Robbie
shooting in the mirror.
Do we have to go on with these?
They're useless.
Man, he must have
been unconscious
when he did these.
How many more you got left?
Just a few.
Hey, wait a minute.
Now what's that?
Next slide.
Hey, wait a minute.
There's somebody
else in the apartment.
That, that's not me.
Who is it?
I thought Robbie had
passed out already.
Well, something
brought him around.
A scream maybe?
Hit it again, Pete.
Is that it?
There's one more.
That's the bathroom.
Oh, man, and there
she is laying on the floor.
All right, now hold the phone.
Now you see this
area right here?
Yeah.
There's an image in the mirror.
There's got to be somebody
behind the bathroom door.
ADAM: Try that other lens, Pete.
PETE: There's
someone there, all right.
ADAM: Haven't we
got a bigger lens?
No, that's it.
Wait a minute.
Linc, give me a hand with this.
All right.
Just hang on. I'll get it.
More.
More.
Dave!
ADAM: Lights.
Dave?
I wouldn't have let
him go to trial, Adam.
I would have confessed,
please believe me.
What... what happened, Dave?
It was an accident.
I went to see him.
And I walked in,
every, everything I had ever
worked for, it was all over.
I slapped her.
She ran into the bathroom.
I just wanted, I just wanted
to get her out of there.
I wanted to get her
away from Robbie.
When I shoved the door open,
she fell and hit her head.
Adam, I was afraid,
so I ran, but I...
I wouldn't have let
Robbie take the blame.
You understand that?
Julie...
My name is David Emmons.
I make this confession
of my own free will.
I'm responsible for the
death of Luanne Hutton.
Hi.
Me, too.
Took us a while to find you.
I don't think you
were looking for us.
You been talking to the ocean?
It listens.
So do we.
JULIE: There's
really nothing to say.
I've just been
thinking about Dave.
That we were here yesterday,
the two of us.
He was a nice man.
Hey, that sounds
like past tense.
People don't change like that.
I liked him.
We all did.
I really liked him.
Julie, what did he do
besides care for
some mixed-up kid
maybe a little more
than he did himself?
He wouldn't have let
Robbie take the fall.
You know that, Julie.
I've just been thinking.
Well, then don't.
But don't stop caring
and feeling, angel.
'Cause if you do...
people might
stop caring for you.
And we'd get upset.
You're all heart.
No.
Like the man said...
just a little bit of soul.
Come on.
Let's go home.
(groaning)
Hey, Luanne?
Hey, honey?
Hey, come on, let's take
some more pictures, huh?
♪ ♪
MAN: Yeah, that's her.
That's Luanne.
Beautiful, evil,
destructive Luanne.
Adam, Robbie didn't kill her.
You're Robbie's probation
officer, Dave, not his jury.
He was with the girl,
he fought with her
and she was found
dead in his apartment.
Adam, I've had Robbie on
probation with me for two years.
He's talented, he's
fouled up, but he's gentle.
He's, he's not a murderer.
Adam, do me a favor.
Don't ask it, Dave.
I'm going to ask it.
Look, I've got ten years
of my life on the line.
Let me find Robbie before
you turn your wolves loose.
She was murdered, Dave.
But not by Robbie.
Come on, Adam.
This kid is going to
be scared to death.
If he sees cops, there's no
telling what he's going to do.
Maybe I can keep
the lid on it for...
one day.
One... 24 hours and no more.
24 hours.
Thanks a lot.
Well, maybe I can
throw in some help.
Like what?
I'll assign some
people to work with you.
Some very, uh, special people.
(theme song playing)
♪ ♪
ADAM: Here's the suspect,
Robbie Larson.
Mellow wheels.
Here's the victim.
Sweet face.
Oh, yeah, sweet Luanne.
The killing happened
in Robbie Larson's apartment.
Luanne live there?
No, not for a while.
He'd broken it off.
At least he tried to.
He got any reasons?
I don't know. Luanne
was a swinger.
She swung in a lot of gutters.
She wanted Robbie
back down there with her.
She wanted him back on acid.
And Robbie?
I guess he loved her.
It happens.
Yeah.
PETE: How heavy
was he into drugs?
DAVE: Well, he used to
be, that's why he was busted.
That's why he was on probation.
But he was off of it.
All right, Captain,
where do we come in?
(sighs)
Well, I guess that's me.
See, I don't think
Robbie did it.
Why?
Well, I...
Look, I don't have any what
you guys call hard evidence,
but I knew him.
I worked with that
kid for two years.
I used to hold his head nights.
He had some bad times.
He had some bad people.
She was the worst.
Robbie had his
whole life on the line,
but he was making it.
He didn't have any
reason to kill anybody.
Who do you think
might have killed her?
Okay.
Okay, this is just a guess,
but she had a friend,
A guy by the name
of Hal Kincaid.
He was a hardcore
pusher, two-time loser.
He was her connection.
ADAM: So, you say Hal
Kincaid is lousy people.
I'd pick him up for questioning,
but there's no evidence
says he's a murderer.
Well, that's cool, Captain,
but you never
know until you look.
See what I mean?
I told you they were
three very special people.
And they're all yours, Dave.
Thanks, Adam.
Come on, I'll show you
where Robbie's apartment is.
Oh, Captain, just
one small problem.
The wheels.
The woody's pooped.
What do you mean
the woody's pooped?
Well, as far as
I can figure out,
the cams are shot,
she needs two new
anti-stat bushings,
a pair of solenoids
and probably a
rheostat retriever.
Besides that, the transmission's
falling out... I have
to double-clutch...
Okay, okay.
I'll arrange something else.
First-rate here.
We knew you'd come
through, Captain.
A rheostat retriever...
Homey.
Yeah.
That's all of
Robbie's equipment.
That's why I'm sure
he'll come back.
This is all he has.
I'll be here when he does.
You?
Well, sure.
Seems only the natural choice.
Look, seeing a
girl in his apartment
isn't going to scare him off.
He sees those two delinquents
and he'll run for miles.
Look, that's not
a very good idea.
It's a little bit risky.
Risky?
Dave, you said he was harmless.
Well, yeah, he is, but...
I trust you.
Well, that's nice. I'm glad.
What if Hal Kincaid comes by?
Then I'll just be sweet and sexy
and tell him I'm a
friend of Robbie's.
Kind of tough, huh?
Mm.
Okay.
Okay, Toughie, you stay here.
You two guys come with me.
Where to?
There's another
place Robbie might go.
Jason's Retreat.
Jason's a rich man,
and his estate is kind
of a haven for artists.
He's helped a lot of my kids.
What are we going to do there?
Your own thing.
What else?
(conga and recorder playing)
"Do your own thing."
That's our motto.
Baby, whatever your
own thing is, it sure pays.
I inherited mine.
But I'm one of the
good guys; I share.
Yeah, and no strings.
Jason provides the materials:
paint, plasticene,
photographic equipment.
You guys do the work.
A patron of the arts.
Don't put it down.
Instead of giving all the bread
to your neighborhood museum,
I spread it around.
Just two rules:
Work? Yes.
Trips? No.
That means no grass,
no acid, no drugs.
I believe he travels fastest
who travels without
anything on his back.
Are you interested?
Where do we enroll?
You just have.
Dave's recommendation
goes a long way.
Look around.
Get the feel of the place.
If you need anything, come
see me up at the house.
Thank you.
DAVE: Thanks, Jason.
Was that for real?
Yeah, he's for real.
He's got a lot of money
and this is what
he likes to do with it.
Oh, I told him you're
a photographer
and you're a sculptor.
Hey, Dave, why
don't you just ask him
where Robbie is?
Everybody talks to Jason
because Jason talks to nobody.
You never push, do you, Jason?
Just like Dave.
I just avoid making judgments
since I'm not God.
Jason, I got to talk to you.
Whenever you're ready.
Well, last night...
Luanne, she, uh...
Jason, I think
maybe I killed her.
You...
think maybe you killed her?
I don't know.
I was high...
and I passed out,
and when I came
to in the morning,
she was lying in the bed.
You sure she was dead?
Yeah.
I'm still not God.
There's a storeroom
in back of the attic.
(conga and recorder playing)
It's very flattering.
Why?
That's our wagon.
Oh, you build it?
No.
Well, don't take
credit for it then.
That's good.
You paint well.
It's therapy.
It's not what I
really want to do.
Well, what do you
really want to do?
Paint, you know... for real.
Houses...
barns...
fences.
Hey, look, could you tell us
where we could
find Robbie Larson?
Robbie Larson?
Sandy-haired, photographer?
Right.
Don't know him.
(birds chirping)
This is the only door
so far that's locked.
They gone?
Hey, man, where'd
you learn that?
Beverly Hills High School?
Why would anybody
want to lock this up?
This is junk, man.
Take it easy, man.
Us sculptors are
sensitive people.
LINC: Yeah, that's
Robbie's wheels all right.
He's got to be here.
(footsteps)
♪ ♪
(glass shattering)
No!
(screaming)
Where's Robbie?
I don't know.
Yeah, really.
Look what do you want?
Robbie.
And something he's got.
The cops rousted me.
They want to bust me,
But I'm going to do
some busting first.
Now you tell me,
where is Robbie?
(knocking) DAVE: Julie!
Dave!
Dave!
Julie!
(grunting)
You know that's the first
chance in my whole life
I've ever had to be a hero
and I just blew it.
Oh...
you look ten feet tall to me.
Did he hurt you?
I just got scared
a little for a cop.
Was that Kincaid?
Yeah, that was Hal Kincaid.
(laughing)
Thanks for dropping by.
You're welcome.
What did he want here?
He was looking for something.
A camera I think.
A camera?
What would he
want with a camera?
Unless...
Unless Robbie took some pictures
that Kincaid didn't
want us to see.
That could be.
That could be. We'd
better call Adam.
Nothing, man.
It's empty.
This is getting a little bit
like the Marx Brothers, man.
Yeah. I need a harp,
you need a cigar.
Let's go.
ROBBIE: Jason?
No.
As a matter of fact, I
was looking for him.
I thought he came in here.
Well, he's gone now.
Okay.
I, uh... I'm sorry, man.
I didn't mean to just come
walking in on you like this.
Sure. It's all right.
Really, man, you know,
don't look so guilty.
Hey, uh...
do me a favor will you?
Keep it to yourself I'm up here.
I'm trying to work some
things out, you know?
Fine.
(sighs)
He's up there.
Seems like he'd
be a nice guy, too.
As a matter of fact,
he was more worried
about my feelings about
busting in on him like that
than he was his own.
And I told him that I
wouldn't tell anyone.
That I would keep it a secret.
But that's what this whole
number is all about, right?
Lying to people.
What do you want to do?
You want to call it off?
No.
All right.
I'll call the captain.
It's still a guess, Dave.
Kincaid tried to get something
out of Robbie's apartment.
He roughed up Julie.
All right, so we're
trying to find him.
But there's still no evidence
says he killed Luanne.
What do you mean no evidence?
What do you think
he's wandering...
The camera he was looking for...
If we find that then we
might have something.
One thing's sure.
Kincaid... a two-time loser,
it would take an awful lot
for him to visit the
scene of a homicide.
That's my point, Adam.
(intercom buzzing)
Greer.
Captain, yeah, we found him.
Jason's attic.
They found him
up at Jason's place.
You want us to bring him in?
No, we'll pick him up.
You just sit tight.
We'll have a car over
in about 20 minutes.
And, Linc... good work.
Adam, If you go
busting in on that kid...
Dave, give us
credit for something.
We'll pick him up quietly.
Robbie's not here.
That would be a bummer.
Where?
They're on the way.
I'll cover the back.
Robbie... where is he?
I told you...
(footsteps)
Hey, Jason...
Where is it, Robbie?
The camera... where is it?
Introduce me to
your friend, Robbie.
I want those pictures.
What?
Look, man, I'm a two-time loser.
I was at your pad last
night delivering the stuff
like Luanne wanted.
And you took a lot of pictures.
Luanne, me, everything.
Then you blew, baby...
sky high.
You killed her.
No.
Baby, there was
nobody else there.
And she was alive when I left.
I couldn't have killed
her Jason... I loved her.
HAL: Didn't we all?
Where are those
pictures, Robbie?
Jason, I killed her!
♪ ♪
(engine starting)
(engine revving)
Robbie!
(whistles)
Robbie!
(car engine starting)
Come on, come on,
come on, right here.
Go!
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
(tires squealing)
(tires squealing)
♪ ♪
Is he alive?
Is he alive?!
ADAM: Go ahead, Robbie.
ROBBIE: She was
lying on the bed.
She was dead.
Robbie, you don't
have to say anything.
ADAM: He's been
informed of his rights.
ROBBIE: I don't care.
Robbie, just shut up, will you!
It's all right, Dave.
Let's get on with it, man.
I killed her.
He's giving up.
ROBBIE: She came to see me.
It'd been a long time.
She wanted me
to trip out with her.
I'm sorry, David.
I guess I'd just do
anything for her.
It was a bummer.
We had a fight.
Okay, okay, look...
Where'd you get the stuff?
Kincaid.
Was he there?
For a while.
Did he leave before
or after the fight?
I don't know. I don't remember.
Well, try and remember, Robbie.
It was so weird.
I was taking pictures.
Luanne got hit.
I guess I hit her.
It was so weird.
It was like my hand
was ten feet long.
All right, go on, Robbie.
It was like I was
split into two people.
I was just standing there
watching myself hit her.
ADAM: When you hit her
did she fall?
Yeah, I think so.
You just think so?
The bathtub... She hit
her head on the bathtub.
All right.
Get some rest, Robbie.
Thank you.
Take that down.
I'm sorry.
Robbie, it's going to be okay.
It's going to be okay.
It's going to be
okay, I promise you.
You hear?
Yeah, I hear.
Oh, no...
Sorry, Dave.
I'm afraid that's it.
What are you talking about?
You heard him in there.
He doesn't even
know what happened.
Oh, doesn't he?
Said she fell and hit her
head against the bathtub.
He happens to be right.
Now I think he knows
exactly what happened.
He didn't kill her, Adam.
I know he didn't kill her.
Why, because he's a lost kid?
Or is it because Kincaid
is a dirty specimen...
You'd rather find him guilty?
It's not good enough,
Dave. I'm sorry.
I'll pick up Kincaid
up for questioning.
In the meantime I'm holding
Robbie on suspicion of murder.
Captain, there must
be something we can do.
Yeah, you can try
to find those pictures
that Kincaid was
so anxious about.
It's funny, he's the
best cop I know,
but he's wrong.
Listen, kids, I want to say...
thanks, thanks for the help.
We're not done.
You heard him... let's
go find us some pictures.
DAVE: Robbie, where did you
leave the film you took last night?
I don't know.
I don't even
know if it was real.
We're trying to help.
Think, man.
What did you do with the film?
Was it in the camera?
I think so.
Did you have the
camera at Jason's place?
The saddlebags on the bike...
was it in there?
Well, was it in there
when you hit the water?
Maybe.
Maybe it wasn't even
the same camera.
I don't know.
Just leave me alone.
Come on.
We've got some ground to cover.
Take up the cable.
Okay, stand clear, Bob.
Start taking that up.
What is it about Robbie that
makes him so special to you?
I don't know.
I guess maybe I see myself
in some of these kids, Jule.
Robbie's father was unknown.
His mother deserted him.
He lived in a bunch
of foster homes.
Some of them good,
some of them lousy.
All of them a little
bit empty I guess.
And the people who
could never quite get over
thinking that you're
some sort of... package.
Hey, you sound like
you've been there.
That's what makes
you so special.
Hey, hey, don't go away.
You can open people up,
Dave. I'm not ready for that.
Come on, Julie,
don't be afraid of me.
I can see what's
inside, I like it.
Thanks.
But I'm...
Maybe you and Robbie
are a little bit alike.
Searching, looking.
I couldn't help
him either, could I?
♪ ♪
JASON: I never
saw Robbie's camera.
What do you want it for?
You've crucified him already.
You and that witch Luanne.
We are trying to help him.
And that camera could do it.
Then ask Robbie. PETE: We did.
He doesn't remember
too much of anything.
Now you've got a dark room here.
Could Robbie have used it?
There's no darkroom here.
Dave said there was.
Dave's never been here.
He sent me a lot of kids
here, but he's never been here.
Some of the kids use the
laundry room to develop their films.
But Robbie didn't.
And he didn't leave any camera.
And you two are trespassing.
Now look, Hal Kincaid's
after that camera, too.
Now, he's put his
mark on you already.
You'd be doing yourself
a favor by helping us.
I've had kids here with
records back to the cradle,
but never any trouble.
Never any trouble
until you two came.
Now, there's no
camera and no darkroom.
Now get out!
On Robbie's behalf...
thanks.
Not bad.
I got rid of them.
Now, please...
I'll be leaving, too,
soon as I get the camera.
I told you...
You're a bad liar.
I mean, you sweat when you lie.
You have a darkroom,
Robbie's talked about it.
You bought a lot of
special junk for him to use.
Now, maybe the
pictures are in there.
Pictures of what?
I don't know for sure. That's
why I want to see them.
It's very simple.
You take me there...
or do I use this?
The camera's in the darkroom.
Let's go, Jason.
Take me to the golden fleece.
No camera, no film.
Nothing.
Okay, that's it.
It's all over.
Dave, it's not your fault.
No.
You cared as much as anyone can.
You're a nice man.
Why didn't I meet
you a long time ago?
You didn't look.
That was a big mistake.
I should have looked.
I always do things at
the wrong time anyway.
What does that mean?
It's just simple arithmetic.
You, me...
it all adds up to
a common ailment
called the Generation Gap.
Now, if I'd met
you 15 years ago...
I was six.
Yeah, well, you see?
It wouldn't have
worked then either.
I like you.
I like you, Julie.
Find it.
Which one's Robbie's?
It's the last one at
the end of the table.
Turn the lights on.
You'll ruin the film.
Sue me.
Hyah!
You understood my little code.
How could we miss?
Dave's never been here?
Yeah, he did everything
but point a red arrow
pointing right here.
I'll get a car, man.
Let's go, Jason.
Let's look at some pictures.
Okay, go ahead and
run your little peep show.
I got nothing to hide.
Okay, Kincaid, why don't
you, uh, tell us what happened?
You tell me.
You're the one
with all the evidence.
Or is just a big bluff?
Maybe you got no pictures.
Pete, get Linc down
in the photo lab.
Tell him to push a little.
Linc? How much longer
you going to be, man?
Fine.
He's on his way.
You don't scare
me, Captain Fuzz.
'Cause I'll tell you
one thing, I didn't do it.
You put a gun to this man's head
for these pictures.
Why don't you stop
being so cocky? Tell us why.
I'm making no statements.
And get him out of here.
I know my rights.
ADAM: No, he stays.
In case you change
your mind a little later.
Don't hold your breath.
(door opens)
I don't have to.
JULIE: Have you seen them?
No, fresh out of the soup.
The technician sent down
a long lens just in case
you want to go for detail.
Hit the lights, Linc.
LINC: That's
the top of the roll.
You're right. He is talented.
PETE: Wait a minute. Here we go.
She was beautiful.
All right, lights.
All right, I was there,
but just for a little while.
I didn't do anything to her.
You've got to believe that.
Why were you there?
I brought the stuff.
She asked me to.
And she wanted to get
her hooks back into Robbie.
She couldn't stand
that he was straight and that
he kicked the stuff... and her.
When did you leave? Later.
At night, after they turned on.
They got mad
and they started to
fight, and I was cool.
I didn't want any part of it.
Still got some more
slides, Captain.
Lights, Linc.
See? That's when I left.
I told you they had a fight.
They're tearing
their world apart.
PETE: That's Robbie
shooting in the mirror.
Do we have to go on with these?
They're useless.
Man, he must have
been unconscious
when he did these.
How many more you got left?
Just a few.
Hey, wait a minute.
Now what's that?
Next slide.
Hey, wait a minute.
There's somebody
else in the apartment.
That, that's not me.
Who is it?
I thought Robbie had
passed out already.
Well, something
brought him around.
A scream maybe?
Hit it again, Pete.
Is that it?
There's one more.
That's the bathroom.
Oh, man, and there
she is laying on the floor.
All right, now hold the phone.
Now you see this
area right here?
Yeah.
There's an image in the mirror.
There's got to be somebody
behind the bathroom door.
ADAM: Try that other lens, Pete.
PETE: There's
someone there, all right.
ADAM: Haven't we
got a bigger lens?
No, that's it.
Wait a minute.
Linc, give me a hand with this.
All right.
Just hang on. I'll get it.
More.
More.
Dave!
ADAM: Lights.
Dave?
I wouldn't have let
him go to trial, Adam.
I would have confessed,
please believe me.
What... what happened, Dave?
It was an accident.
I went to see him.
And I walked in,
every, everything I had ever
worked for, it was all over.
I slapped her.
She ran into the bathroom.
I just wanted, I just wanted
to get her out of there.
I wanted to get her
away from Robbie.
When I shoved the door open,
she fell and hit her head.
Adam, I was afraid,
so I ran, but I...
I wouldn't have let
Robbie take the blame.
You understand that?
Julie...
My name is David Emmons.
I make this confession
of my own free will.
I'm responsible for the
death of Luanne Hutton.
Hi.
Me, too.
Took us a while to find you.
I don't think you
were looking for us.
You been talking to the ocean?
It listens.
So do we.
JULIE: There's
really nothing to say.
I've just been
thinking about Dave.
That we were here yesterday,
the two of us.
He was a nice man.
Hey, that sounds
like past tense.
People don't change like that.
I liked him.
We all did.
I really liked him.
Julie, what did he do
besides care for
some mixed-up kid
maybe a little more
than he did himself?
He wouldn't have let
Robbie take the fall.
You know that, Julie.
I've just been thinking.
Well, then don't.
But don't stop caring
and feeling, angel.
'Cause if you do...
people might
stop caring for you.
And we'd get upset.
You're all heart.
No.
Like the man said...
just a little bit of soul.
Come on.
Let's go home.