Police Woman (1974–1978): Season 1, Episode 17 - No Place to Hide - full transcript

Mary Ann!

Professor Sevin? Five
years is a long time.

Jay Miller? Ciao.

Two victims... Both
dusted execution style.

Close range, every
shot from the same gun.

Perhaps I can help you.

Bill, it's him!

♪♪

Hi, John, Paul, George.
How you doin', Ringo?

The usual, Bond. Hi, Tony.

Hey, baby. How you doin'?

- Hello, J.B.
- Mmm, mmm. Now wouldn't
that ever be...

a fine one for my stable?

Now baby, you got the
reputation. All you got to do is ask.

I'll put in a word. You
sure you know her?

Now would I lie to you,
buddy boy? Would I?

Here, let me carry the
drink. No. All-All righ...

You carry it. You
carry it. It's all yours.

Come on, you help. I'm
gonna go first like ladies go.

Wait. This one? No, I don't...

No, it's down here. It's
down here. I see it. Come on.

Oh, I like that.

Oh, here it is. Ah,
now stand back.

Come on. Don't be so nervous.

Wha... Come on. Come on in.

♪♪

Like what you see?
Worth a fortune.

That is, if the
merchandising is right.

Uh-huh. And you're
just the salesman.

Tyrone, is it? Your man, baby.

That depends.

Don't you worry now. You're
gonna be taken care of.

Now that could mean anything.

Mmm.

- Hey, you fix yourself
a drink. I'll be right back.
- Where you goin', Wanda?

I'm out of cigarettes, and there's
a machine by the front office.

Age of chivalry. I'll get 'em for
you. No, I've got the exact change.

Listen, I'll be right back.

And, uh, i-if you, um,
put on some music,

I like, uh, I like
lots of strings.

Strings? Strings.

I'll be right back,
baby. You hurry.

One hundred,

200,

300,

400...

and thank you. Right.

♪♪

We in 70-30.

I go the rent, the
doctor, protection.

You... You work six days.

How hard do I work?

That depends on the
talent. The way I see it,

three C's a day ain't gonna
be pressin' you none at all.

Joe? Yes, darlin'?

Guess what sweet Tyrone
here just offered me?

Let me guess, uh... pandering.

You've been busted, friend. I
should've smelled all this bacon.

Be nice now. Let's take a little
walk. Look I'll handle this, Pep.

Bye, Tyrone.

♪♪

That was fast, Wanda.

Jay Miller?

Or should we say, Albert Mazza?

Ciao, Al.

Bullets are removed...

and are delivered in custody to
Sergeants Anderson and Crowley.

Who was he, Bill? He was a
bookkeeper named Jay Miller.

- Shot in a motel room.
- No clues.

Except for the girl who waited
outside for him. No description of same.

You're tired.

You bet I am. Just one
stop and we'll go right...

Bill... Just one stop, that's
all, honey. Thanks, Doc.

Hmm? Oh, right on.
Keep 'em coming.

The retroperitoneal space...

Poor man.

He was so nice and good
and-and live and let live.

Almost like a
hermit, you could say.

- Do you want some?
- No, thanks.

Uh, Mrs. Casper, how
long did he live here?

Uh, three years. Never a
problem with the rent, rest his soul.

So, you mean he
didn't have many friends.

Or enemies. You can
ask all of my tenants.

They'll tell you the same
thing about Mr. Miller.

He was a nice man.
Nice and decent.

Uh, you said he went out
tonight and that that was unusual.

Mmm. Well, yeah.

See, over the past
couple of weeks,

he has, uh, had...
Uh, started to go out.

But before that, no. Uh-uh.

Real hermit-like. Are you
sure you don't want some?

- No, we just came
from the morgue.
- Oh.

Good afternoon, sir.
Pleasant day... Let's have it.

Yes, sir. Would you
sign here, please?

Thank you.

Thank you, sir.
Have a pleasant day.

Now this is one of the nine-millimeter
slugs taken from Miller's body.

Take a look.

And they match.
That's right. They match.

Both slugs fired
from the same gun.

William, I think our friend
is trying to tell us something.

Where's the other
slug from, Stan?

The Edward Steele homicide in
the Valley, a couple of weeks ago.

An auto mechanic? The Valley
guys haven't got a lead on it.

They can join the club.

Two victims: a mechanic and a
bookkeeper. Both dusted execution style.

Close range, every
shot from the same gun.

Okay. Thanks a lot,
Stan. Yeah, thanks, Stan.

Now where, Bill? Maybe the
similarity doesn't stop there.

I mean, if we can find a hookup
between Steele and Miller,

we just might find ourselves
on the right track. Yeah.

There, uh... There just
doesn't seem to be any motive.

What if we're just dealing
with another thrill freak again?

Then again he may
not be through killing.

What is it, troubles, Paul?

I just can't seem to get
the right catalyst here.

Well, maybe you're
taking the wrong approach.

Have you ever considered
the, uh, effects of clorinal,

when it's introduced at
another temperature range?

I'll consider it.

Of course now, Paul,
if it does work, we, uh...

We've never talked, right?

All right, kids. I'll
see you tomorrow.

Don't forget the homework.

Take care now. Have a good day.

Well, I guess no one's told you that,
uh, skiing and chemistry don't mix.

Right. Bye.

Bye-bye.

Oh, boy.

Professor Southern?
Yeah, that's me.

Or is it Adrian Blackwell?

Five years is a long time.

They just never forget.

Professor, I was wondering if...

Thank you.

Hey, you want a burrito?
Without a margarita? You kidding?

These have chili peppers
in 'em. Oh, no, gracias?

Gomez's sister
sent 'em over to me.

Oh. Carmelita.

I think that's her name. Mmm.

Carmelita.

She's on the make for you,
Crowley. It's all over the place.

Oh, is that right?
Think so, huh?

Well, I think I'll test out her
enchiladas before I go committin' myself.

You got anything?

- Yeah, I checked out
Steele and Miller.
- How far back did you go?

Eight years on the mechanic, when
he moved out here from New York.

Three years on Miller.
He's from Chicago.

And you'll never gue... Mmm!

Hombre, those are bueno!

And their paths never crossed.

You mean they never crossed
since they've been out here.

Oh, you're thinking of
sending me cross-country?

Only as a last resort. I kind
of like having you around.

Just in case Carmelita doesn't
cut it with her enchilada, huh?

Yeah, something like that.

The Señor Crowley's office. Mm.

Sí?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, right.

We got a 187 at the university.

Is Paul gonna be all right?
Well, he's still in surgery.

We won't know for some time.

Look, let's back up to
when, uh, class let out.

I'm getting some
very strong vibes.

We won't know until
Ballistics does their thing.

Look, nobody I
talked to saw anything.

If the kid lives, we
have a witness. If not...

Pep and I are gonna check out
the victim. You cover the hospital.

Pete, get Ballistics movin' on
those comparisons, okay? Sure.

Let's go have a talk with
what's his name? Uh, Dr. Taka.

As in Gomez's sister's tacos.

Those I've had.
Yours are better.

This could be the
proverbial straw, Sergeant.

Two months ago, that girl
was raped on sorority row.

Last month the
muggings, now this.

Dr. Taka, there is absolutely no
connection between the two incidents.

The rapist was
arrested. He's in jail.

Crime on campus is
the connection, Sergeant.

Today, one of the faculty was
killed in a robbery attempt and...

Now wait a minute. There's
no evidence of robbery.

What else could it be?

Dr. Taka, that's what
we're trying to find out.

Professor Southern had
been here only three years?

He came to us after
spending 10 years,

in the science department
at a university in Illinois.

These letters of reference
from the university...

You sent for them
personally? Of course.

It's a matter of procedure.

Master's in Organic Chemistry
from Yale. Can I see that?

Is that verified or do you just accept this
copy of his degree as proof of education?

My dear lady,

everything is verified when we consider
employment of any faculty member.

Even his, uh, military
record. Even that.

Could we borrow
this file for a few days?

That's quite irregular.

If I said no?

It's a murder
investigation, Doctor.

We'd be forced
to get a subpoena.

I'd suppose she's right.

Take it.

Global Investigations. Fesler.

The job's done. I'll
expect payment tomorrow.

I'm disappointed, Eric.

You're supposed to
be a mechanic, the best.

I heard about today.
Sloppy, Eric, very sloppy.

I hope you're not backing
down on the money, Nate.

That could be very unhealthy.

Don't get ruffled, Eric.
You'll get your money.

I'm merely suggesting that our little
business venture could be compromised,

if that college kid lives.

There are at least 10 more contracts
we can put together out here on the coast.

But not if you're
identified, Eric.

That detail's gonna be
taken care of and you know it.

And, Nate, payment tomorrow.

Hello, Nate.

Tony. How's New York?

Okay. Then why
didn't you stay there?

I'm working to find a new mark. You
can't negotiate a deal for us out here.

We don't have to
find a new customer.

We're getting a
reputation with the family.

They like our work. Say it's
real smart what you come up with.

Tony, that still doesn't
explain why you didn't stay.

Like I said, word gets around.

Your missing persons service
is becoming real valuable.

I got a customer. This
time they came to me.

Who?

Seems one of the old man's top
button men got himself a new trial.

Well, the old man he kinda
has a lot of feeling for his people.

He's willing to put down 50 thou
to ensure a certain individual...

doesn't show at the trial.

They've been looking for this
individual for two years. No luck.

What's the name?

Kelno, Susan Kelno.

Something about, uh,
treasury fraud in Newark.

They got a hunch
she's out around here.

Global Investigations. Fesler.

Nate? It's, uh... It's Mary Ann.

The one and only?

This that pretty chick
who lives over on Sabrino?

The one and only.
What can I do for you?

Um, well, you
can tell me if, um...

- Yeah?
- If it's still on
for tonight.

Well, unless you've come
down with the flu or something.

No.

Uh, it's just that I... I-I
wanted to make sure.

Um, you see, I-I found this...
this new dress. And it-it's red.

Um, do you like red, Nate? I
mean, you don't think it's too flashy?

Baby, it depends on the
shade and who's wearing it.

Now look, sweetheart...
No, I don't think it's too flashy.

I'm real busy right now.

Um, I-I know, um... 8:00, Nate?

8:00, baby.

Fine.

I can't wait.

Neither can I. See you.

I have something, Bill.
Good. Tell me on the way.

Where are we
going? To the hospital.

Your vibes were right.
It was the same gun.

Third floor Recovery.
May I help you?

Yes. I'm calling
about Paul Donin.

Um, Mr. Donin
isn't allowed visitors.

- Well, can you tell me how he's doing?
- - Are you a relative?

No, I'm just a friend. Well,

if you'll give me your
name and phone number,

I'll be happy to call you
when he's able to have visitors.

No, never mind. Thank you.

Dr. Graham, Admitting
Desk, please. Dr. Graham.

Look, what about any other
identifying marks, like, um, scars?

I didn't notice any.

How about the eyes? It all happened
so quickly. I mean, the hospital...

Detective Styles, may
I see you a moment?

So I had the boys from
Questioned Documents...

take Southern's
personnel package apart.

The letters of reference from 10
different people and his degree...

All typed on the
same typewriter.

So. Southern's a phony, huh?

How'd he fake it so well? Taka
said everything was verified.

I guess he had a lot of help. I
called the university in Illinois.

The personnel records
indicate he was there 10 years.

That kind of suggests
he's legitimate.

It doesn't explain how everything
got typed on the same typewriter.

It's because he was never there.

Whoever Professor
Southern really was,

he had a lot of help
making a new life for himself.

Wonder if, uh, Steele and
Miller had the same kind of help.

A new life, huh?

Maybe it was just a friend that
called. You know it's been two hours.

Hang in there, Joe. It's
gonna be a long night.

Yeah, I'm hanging.
I'm hanging. Okay?

Dr. Hines, outside call.

Dr. Bramble, please
call the operator.

Dr. Bramble. Please
call the operator.

May I help you?

Ah, yes, I'd like to
see Paul Donin, please.

Oh, I'm... I'm sorry. Only the
immediate family is allowed to visit.

It's Room 316.

Thank you.

Heads up, guys.
We have a possible.

He's posing as a cop. Roger.

Hold that elevator.

Police officer. Up
against the wall.

The dude couldn't
have gotten past me.

Is that so?

Get 'em up there.

I'm not armed. Yeah, shut up.

Okay, Pep, he's been had.

Dr. Graham, Admitting
Desk, please. Dr. Graham.

Can I help you, Doctor?

They asked me to
look in on a patient...

Morgan. Katherine Morgan.

Well, uh, like it says
here, she's in 338.

Got the bug?

Unfortunately.
Take care of it now.

Sergeant.

There's something
strange, Sergeant.

Katherine Morgan
checked out this morning.

And I've never seen
that man before.

Doctor, perhaps I can help you.

You be a good girl, Nursie,
and you'll live to talk about it.

What do you want? Paul
Donin. Where's his room?

Where is it! Uh... 320.

Let's see what it
looks like. Bill, it's him!

Hold it! Police!

Everybody duck! Hit the floor!

Hold it!

So you've got nothing yet?

Uh, okay. Listen, get back to
me as fast as you can. Okay.

Okay, Mr. Witness
Security Specialist.

Well, like I said,
Sergeant, It's confidential.

You got your things
to do. We got ours.

Well, I guess it's good-bye
then, Mr. Bradford.

Oh, by the way, the, uh, gunman at the
hospital, uh, you know anything about him?

Well, he's still alive.

He's in surgery right now. I
think he'll pull through eventually.

Nothing else? Look, it's a
two-way street, Bradford.

I mean, if you come off this confidential
routine, maybe we could do some business.

- Well, it was nice knowing you.
- Mundy was a hired gun.

It's not gonna stop just
because he's been stopped.

You see, I have a pretty good
idea of what you're all about.

And, uh, what's that,
Sergeant Anderson?

We have three murders. I've
done some checking on the victims.

Their backgrounds
run into dead ends.

Phony papers
account for their past.

I don't know who they are
yet, but we're gonna find out.

And just, uh, what is it
you think you'll find out?

That they were all key
witnesses at one time...

and under the
protection of your office.

I called a friend,
Mr. Bradford, an F.B.I. friend.

The special function of
your office: to conceal,

relocate and arrange
a whole new life...

for witnesses who testified
against the big boys.

I already told him, and
now I'm gonna tell you.

This is our operation, and
I'm not gonna let a few local...

"things" blow the
whole thing up for us.

And if word got out that three of
your "local protected" were murdered,

you'd be pretty
hard-pressed to find

anybody to cooperate
with you in the future.

Now, we understand that.

But we've got our job to do too.

You did your homework
very well, Sergeant Anderson.

Yeah, she has her good days.

Bradford, what do you say? Do you want to
work together on this thing or not? Okay?

Hi. Hi.

I thought I told you. What?

I always wanted to see
you in red from now on.

Oh. Well, I phoned
Paris this morning, and

my designer is working
on a whole new line.

Huh. Come here.

Dinner? I'd love it.

♪♪

You're a flirt, Mr. Fesler.

Ah, there's an
old-fashioned word.

Oh, it's a word. And it
says just what you are.

And... I love it.

Mary Ann,

I may, just may have
a biggie coming up.

A real big one. About a woman...

Heiress.

You know, Long Island-type.

Maybe out here.

You see, three years
ago she was a privileged

witness on a fraud
case in New York...

Nate, I-I can't keep...
Wait-Wait. Whoa. Wait a minute.

Oh, Nate. I don't understand.

Well, what I'm saying is,

I've been thinking about
this for a long time now.

You and me...

taking off somewhere
for a couple of months.

Just the two of us.

Would you like that?

But it costs money, Mary Ann.

And?

And?

Yeah, I get this case through.
See, it's an inheritance job.

Two million bucks.

And I find my gal. My fee is
two percent. That's 40 thou.

Well, why would
you want to take me?

Hey.

Now, let's not start that again.

I dig you, Miss Webster.

That's why.

Okay?

Come on. Finish up.
Let's get out of here.

You don't have to give
me an answer tonight.

Nate, I-I don't know. Those
other times with the files...

Hey-Hey-Hey. You
didn't say it. What?

I dig you too, Mr. Fesler.

I dig you too, Mr. Fesler.

♪♪

William,

I think I got something here.

Oh, yeah? What do you
got? Here, take a look.

Oh-ho, Thomas Southern, also known
as Thomas Blackwell. That a real name?

We put him in the
university three years ago...

after his testimony helped break
up an international narcotics ring.

So you fixed him up with a phony degree.
But how'd he ever get by posing as a...

professor in chemistry?

That's easy. He was
a legitimate chemist.

He was a Ph.D. who
got euchred into...

running a clandestine
heroin lab for the mob.

See, every one of these people
has a talent. And we just try...

to utilize that talent for... Jay
Miller was a bookkeeper, huh?

Hmm? Jay Miller
was a bookkeeper?

And as Albert Mazza he kept the
books for the Chicago's numbers racket.

Then there's Steele, he was a button
man for one of the New York families...

who just happened to know
something about car engines.

Three murders in as many months.
How the hell are they finding them?

Well, if it was just one, we could chalk
it up to chance recognition. But, uh...

That's exactly what I
would love to believe myself.

Do you know how worried
I am about this thing?

There are 60 people
in our local file. 6-O.

Have you ever
thought about a leak?

Well, sure, I
thought about a leak.

We've been in this business for 12
years. This never happened before.

Well, there's
always the first time.

Listen, who has
access to your files?

Just the people
in our office. Uh...

It's myself, a couple
of deputies, four girls.

All checked out
before they were hired.

Yeah, well, sometimes
people turn sour.

All right. Maybe there's a leak.

I'll double-check everybody.

No, there are other ways. Pep.

I'm a terrible typist.

Yeah, but you look so
good at the watercooler.

And so, when we were
fortunate enough to

have a new position
allowed us in the budget,

I naturally went to
Personnel and had it filled.

Miss Dennis will be
starting with us today.

That's all, ladies. You
can go back to work now.

Tina, I would like for you to give
Miss Dennis as much help as possible,

as long as it doesn't
interfere with your work.

Great. I'm pleased to meet
you, Miss Dennis. Thank you.

And we really can use the
help. Well, just tolerate me,

until I get into the
swing of things.

And the name's Loni.
Fine. Well, I'm Tina.

This is Frances. Marie.
Hi, Frances. Marie.

And behind you,
Georgina. Hi, Georgina.

All right. This will be
your desk over here.

This is the file room.

I trust that...

Oh, Mary Ann.

Mary Ann, this is Miss
Dennis, our new secretary.

This is Mary Ann Webster.

I'm sorry I'm
late. Hello. Oh, hi.

Welcome. Thank you.

I trust you'll be
very happy with us.

Late again.

Oh, well. When you're
single, 30 and in love...

For the first time. Oh,
I think it's kinda nice.

Well, I think Mr. Bradford's
getting just a wee bit annoyed.

Look familiar?

Yeah, I remember
that guy. Lousy tipper.

That's the breaks sometimes.

But what we're interested in is
where this envelope came from...

and who asked you to deliver it.

I made several deliveries to that
guy, and he always came to the shop.

Hmm. What was his name?

He never gave it. In
and out. Paid cash.

I never asked. Can
you describe him?

Hmm, foxy looking. Six feet.

Husky build, with black
hair. What about wheels?

I never noticed. What's
this about anyway?

A few people got wasted.
And he might be involved.

Would you mind looking
through these? No.

We'd appreciate it.

Good night, Loni.
Good night, Tina.

Good night,
Mr. Bradford. Excuse me.

Good night, Mr. Bradford.
Thanks a million. Good night.

Oh, good night. Oh,
what a great picture of you.

- Now that's what I call
an attractive couple.
- Thank you.

I hear you live near me. You ought to
come over and see my place some time.

Oh, that'd be great.
Shall we talk about it?

Sure. All right. Good night.

Nice looking. About 6'3".
Lean build. Dark curly hair.

That's the I.D. from the boys.

Oh, no, huh. Hmm?

That's just too easy. It
doesn't work that way.

What's that, Pep? Well, one of
the girls, Mary Ann, she... Oh, no.

She has a boyfriend,
and he fits that description.

That's just amusing.

George, what do you
know about Mary Ann?

Uh, everything, nothing.

- That helps a lot.
- Uh, she's what you might
call a homebody.

She stayed home with her
dad until he died recently.

I'd heard about the boyfriend.
I saw a picture of him.

I felt very happy for her.
She's that kind of a girl.

- Pep, you'd better
check her out.
- This is too easy.

- And you like her, right?
- I don't know her. But, yes, I like her.

Check her out.

I think we bought too much.

Oh, I love your place. I do too.

I'm glad you
weren't busy tonight.

Well, I've been
busy most evenings.

I'd be too, if we're
talking about him.

Oh, come on, Loni.

If he took one look at you,
I-I wouldn't have a chance.

You wanna bet?

Wanna open it? Sure.

Ha, I've seen the looks
you get in the office.

And in the corridor
And-And the elevator.

Honey, we all get 'em.
You just haven't noticed.

Deux Chablis pour les madames.

Good for you. He
working tonight?

Oh, yep. Cheers.

Cheers.

Mmm, I really love
your place. It's great.

Thank you.

Are you going to the university?
A couple nights a week.

Oh, yeah. What do you
take? Astrology one night.

And French the other night.

- Can't you tell from
my gorgeous deux Chablis?
- It sounds like fun.

It's not really. But it'll do until
the right guy comes along.

A personal question.
But are you divorced?

Public answer: Yes, but that doesn't
mean I've gone sour on marriage.

You know, if I was gonna
take a course in something,

I think I'd find
one of those, uh,

oh, those Pygmalion
professors, you know?

The ones that, uh, teach you how
to be really glamorous. What for?

Uh, come on now.

I have a little
ways to go at least.

He doesn't think
so. Neither do I.

Here we go. Oh, great.

Hors d'oeuvres. Ah!

Cheers. Cheers.

Now, pour le diner,

we have a choice of frozen
Chinese, or frozen lobster thermidor,

or I could just throw
on a couple of steaks.

Um, I... I-I didn't really plan
on staying for dinner, Loni.

I have to get home in a
little while. I have things to do.

Oh, I thought you
were gonna stay.

Oh, I'm sorry. I-I
have things to do.

Nate?

Nate?

Baby. Hey.

Y-You know that man I was
telling you about last week.

The professor. He's
dead... murdered.

Yeah, yeah. I read about it in the
papers. Well, y-y-you didn't have...

Hey, now, slow
down a little, hmm?

Y-You didn't tell anyone
did you, Nate? Anyone at all...

No, no, no. Of course
not. Oh, thank God.

There's a chance that
we were overheard.

It was that restaurant. I remember,
I was telling you about him, and...

Well, maybe a waiter or
somebody nearby heard.

Now what are you saying? It's
possible that that man was murdered...

because somebody heard us, Nate.

I'm gonna have to tell
Mr. Bradford just in case.

Now, now, come on. You're making
too much out of it. One in a million.

No, I have to tell him.
Maybe he'll understand.

Forget it! Nate, you
don't understand. I...

I knew it was a matter of time.

What?

Remember the bookkeeper
you told me about?

The man from Chicago?

Then there was Steele.

They're dead. Like
the professor's dead.

No, that's not true.

No, tell me that's
not true. It's business.

And you just get rid of any ideas
about going to Bradford or anyone else.

You're involved,
Mary Ann, with murder.

Murder.

Right up to your
pretty little neck.

Nate, how could
you do this to me?

Simple. I used you.

Oh. Oh, dear God, no.

Hey. Now, now. Hey.

Now everything's
gonna be okay. Hey. Hey.

Everything's gonna be all
right. Fine. Fine. Just fine.

Hey. Okay?

Now you listen. You're in
it, and you're in it to stay.

No! Yeah!

There's not a jury in this
world that wouldn't believe...

you were in it from the start.

That spells murder. All right?

Come here.

Now I just got an
okay from New York.

I want the information on that
broad I was telling you about.

Her name is Susan Kelno.

Now you get it fast.

Y-You're going to kill her too?

Fast, damn it! Now they
want her wasted fast.

And I want their money on it's
way to me fast. Like tomorrow!

Now you do as you're told, or they're
gonna put you so far away in a cell,

you'll never see daylight again.

Or me.

I don't want to see you.

Yeah?

Well, we'll talk about that.

Go on.

Mary Ann, you all right?

Yeah. I'm fine.

You sure? I said
it. I'm-I'm okay.

You don't look too good.

Look, if you have nothing
better to do, file these.

Just leave me alone.

Tina, did Mary Ann say
where she was going?

No, not a word.

But she looked sick.

What went on in
there? I'm not sure.

Global Investigation.
Did you get it?

Susan Kelno is known
as Susan Goodwin.

- Where does she live?
- 1014 Kelmore.

Work. She's
probably at work now.

- Come on, where does she work?
- At-At the Veterans
Administration.

She's a physical therapist.

Now that's very good.

Now you go back to your little
desk and you keep your mouth shut.

Mary Ann.

Mary Ann!

Mar... Wait!

Mary Ann!

Mary Ann.

You shouldn't have brought
me here. I didn't do anything.

You're hiding something.
There's a reason for it.

I haven't been feeling
well lately. I'm fine now.

- Who were you calling?
- I told you. My doctor.

What's his name? What
difference does it make?

Well, three people are dead.

All of them were in those files,

and you had
something to do with it.

Now, look, Mary Ann, I'm
not saying that you knew.

I'm not saying that you
wanted anything to happen.

But it has.

It'll be a lot better for you
if you cooperate with us.

Oh, God.

Oh...

I didn't know.

I didn't.

He said he loved me.

He used me.

And now he... he...

He's going to kill her.

12Y-51 to 50.

Go ahead, 51. I've checked
the Kelmore address.

Manager says our
Susan Goodwin is at work.

Now, there's a good chance
that Fesler's a step ahead.

Manager puts a guy of his
description here about half an hour ago,

driving a late
model convertible.

That's a roger, 51.

We're on our way to the Veterans
Administration now. Meet us there.

Roger.

Come on.

Good morning.

We're on Bonner
approaching Weatherly.

We'll enter the grounds
through the north gate.

We're approaching the east gate. We'll
check out our whereabouts and let you know.

Yeah, hi. Susan Goodwin,
she's a physical therapist here.

You got any idea where
we can find her right now?

Yeah, she's on the
track. It's the tall blonde.

Listen, can we get there by
taking this road back here?

- Yeah, just continue around
here and straight out the road.
- Thanks.

- That's her, the blonde.
- Yeah, I got her.

12Y-50 to 12Y-51.

Pete, hit your siren. They just
took a shot at her and missed.

- They're on the hill
above the track.
- We're on it.

Cops!

All right, hang on.

It's the part you
like best, I know.

Fesler! Hands up! In sight!

Put your hands up, now.
I ain't goin' nowhere, man.

Out, out, out.
Let's go. Let's go.

Hands up in the air.
Keep your hands up.

She'll never know how close
she came. Good-looking girl.

- Yeah.
- All right, gentlemen. Let's go.

Bet she makes a great enchilada.

What do you say we grab a beer
when we get this thing wrapped up?

Now that sounds like a
good idea. You buyin'?

I'll flip you for it.
Heads or tails?