Police Woman (1974–1978): Season 4, Episode 14 - The Human Rights of Tiki Kim - full transcript
The Korean mob (led by Philip Ahn in his last role) tries to put muscle on Koreatown by extortion and murder. An immigrant organizes a neighborhood association to fight them, so the gang targets the honest man's cute 8-year-old niece for kidnapping, with the price for her safe return being that he remain silent. They then arrange for her to be "adopted" and sent back to Korea by a native family they've hired, using their Washington connections to threaten the man with arrest for violating immigration laws if he, Pepper or a friendly journalist interfere. The title comes from a Jimmy Carter speech denouncing the South Korean regime (at the time) for violating the rights of its citizens. Plays very much like a "Lou Grant" episode until the final 10 minutes. This was the only major role for young actress Shang-Hur.
(water splashing)
- I have seen more people
killed before I was 10 years old
than you will see
in your whole life.
- Take it easy, I was
only talking with...
- How dare you
interrogate this child?
- You have no business
hiding behind a little girl.
- He could put that little
girl in even greater danger.
- That poor little thing.
- Stop her!
- Take me to Bernie, please.
(tires screeching)
- I just kidnapped her myself.
Now repeat.
- Follow her.
("Police Woman Theme"
by Morton Stevens)
(upbeat music)
- Ochung Yee Tay
and Young Lay Nu,
bow and scrape to Mr. Tu.
But Eel Bahn Ok and Han Lin Rhee
and Wee Lin Sic
all work for three.
So in Sun-Sin
City when Mr. Tu...
- Shut up!
Are you crazy?
Somebody might hear.
- What's a matter,
don't you like poetry?
Haven't even come
to the best part yet
and name the real crooks.
- Here.
Don't eat it all in one place.
Come on.
(upbeat music)
Lee, how many times
have I warned you,
this neighborhood is
beginning to stink with spies.
- For the big man, but
they're not spies at heart Bern,
they're just scared.
Anyway, if times were normal
I'd write down my poems,
but you can't walk
around with names
like that in your pockets.
- I don't want to hear
anything about it,
I don't want to know
anything about it.
Nothing, do you hear?
Look, Lee it's not
that I don't care
about what happens here.
I'm no publisher, there's
nothing I can do about it.
- You have responsibilities,
I know that Bernie.
But this I will
tell you, this time
I will sell my story
to the big city paper,
to the wire services.
I'll be a real newspaper
man instead of just
a busboy and a babysittter.
- Hey look, it's getting late.
Here, my car's down the alley.
- Want me to come
pick you up after class?
- No, I'll catch a ride.
And please, get the ice
cream home before it melts.
- Chocolate chip and cherry ice.
- Yeah.
Come on, go on.
(heavy sigh)
(car engine turns over)
(dramatic suspenseful music)
(car engine turns over)
(car speeds off)
Lee.
Lee!
(tires squeal)
Lee!
(pensive music)
(upbeat dramatic music)
(splashing)
- Next time I'll do it myself.
- What's up?
- Look at this.
What do you think
of that my friend?
- That $30 for a dictionary?
Why a dictionary?
We've got one around
here somewhere.
- This one wasn't for more,
this one was for a snitch.
- A snitch?
Who writes your material?
- No, I really mean it.
This uh, do you remember
the Sullivan case?
- Yeah.
- You remember the
guy that helped us?
When we really needed help, too.
A guy named Frankie Vasquez?
- Yeah.
And he wanted a dictionary?
- He said to me, what
I want is my 50 bucks
and a dictionary for my boy.
His boy, said, was very bright,
but not too heavy into learning
and could I throw
in a dictionary?
I thought that was
really nice, you know?
I mean, what am
I gonna tell him?
I'm not into words,
go rip one off yourself?
- Hi.
- Say that again.
Ice cream and blood stains?
- His account voucher
back from Miller's office
with question marks again.
- Only the fourth one only.
- This year.
- What'd you do?
Charge the department
for new overalls? (giggling)
- Hey, you know,
that's not a bad idea.
I mean, I use them
on the job as a uniform.
Good idea.
- Yeah, no I got it.
- Commissioner, you (mumbling).
- $30 for a di...
What'd you need
another dictionary for?
- [Pete] What is
there an echo in here?
- [Bill] Let's go, you're
going the wrong way.
- No, not if I want a
cup of coffee, I wasn't.
- [Bill] You want a cup of tea.
Let's go.
Where's let's go?
- Koreatown.
- [Pepper] Beautiful.
Drop a smile around here
and you get one right back.
- [Bill] Let's try asking
about Kim's Ford
and all that blood
and see what happens.
- If you say inscrutable.
- You said it.
Pepper, I tell you, when it
comes to the Korean tongs...
- No, that's Chinese.
- Well, however you
say mob in Korean,
it's all the same thing.
It's still like a syndicate.
Protection rackets, loan
sharking, gambling controls,
it's all the same thing.
We better get over to his house.
- OK.
(car overturns)
(dog barking)
- [Bill] We lived in
a house just like this
once when I was a kid.
- Sweet.
(knocking)
- What's his name again?
- Uh, Kim, Bernard Kim.
- I'll settle for Novak.
- I'm sure you would.
(knocking)
- Anybody home?
Why don't you wait
here in case he shows.
I'm gonna check
with the neighbors.
(knocking)
- Anybody in there?
(clacking)
Well hi.
Are you home all alone?
Honey, it's all right, you
don't have to be scared.
I bet you have a
real pretty smile.
You gonna let me see one.
What's the matter?
Was it when I said I
was with the police?
Haven't you ever seen
a police lady before?
That's what I am.
Wanna see my badge?
Look at that.
Isn't that pretty?
So beautiful.
So shiny.
Do you understand
what I'm saying?
I didn't come to hurt you.
My name is Pepper.
What's yours?
(Bernie speaks in
a foreign language)
- I'm sorry.
- What for?
She didn't bite me.
- Uh, this is Mr. Kim.
Bernard Kim, this is
Sergeant Anderson.
- Oh, how do you do?
- How do you do?
Her name is Tiki.
She hasn't been in this
country for a long while,
so she doesn't
understand many things.
She's my niece, she
speaks no English at all,
both her parents are dead.
But she is a good little girl.
- Yeah, Pepper, Mr. Kim
here is an accountant.
He says that his car
was stolen yesterday.
- Oh, it might have
been borrowed.
You see, I often leave
me keys out on the desk
and have many younger friends
who are not fortunate
enough to have a car.
- Oh, like who?
What are their names?
- Sergeant, why don't you
just tell me what happened
and where the car was found.
- [Bill] You talk like
a lawyer, Mr. Kim.
- Because I'm going to be one.
I go to school nights and
that's where I was last night.
- It was found this morning
down by the waterfront.
The upholstery was
slashed and on the back seat
there were stains of
spilled ice cream and blood.
- What?
- Now, who borrowed your car?
- I don't know anything
about any blood.
I don't know who
might have taken my car
down to the waterfront.
How can I tell you
things I don't know?
You're the police, it's your job
to tell me what happened.
- Poor Sung Lee.
One of the divers found this
in the drink next to the body.
No money, just names and
addresses written in Korean.
- Yeah.
Right Cap.
OK, sure.
(phone slams)
I just hung up from
talking to Captain Miller.
He says we better
keep in touch on this one.
He's proposing the usual.
- Why's that, Bill?
- I don't know, something
to do with all the politics.
You know, the Korean stuff.
Some of them come over
here from the old country
don't think like we do.
Especially the ones
that want to hang on
to their old power.
- I don't know Bill, this guy's
pockets have been slashed,
he'd been beaten,
he's been stabbed,
nobody's made any
attempt at all to hide the ID.
Seems to me as if it could
be the usual street stuff.
Good old American style.
- Oh, I don't think so, Pete.
No, this was no mugging.
Like if that little girl doesn't
understand any English,
why would Kim chase
her into the house so fast?
- Well, maybe it's not easy
to lie in front of your kid?
Even if she doesn't
speak English.
Maybe.
- Yeah.
Joe, the lab come up
with anything new of that
melted ice cream in
the back seat of the car?
- I have a translator
on the bag.
There's some
oriental markings on it.
- I mean the ice cream itself.
Like to know what flavor
was in those two cartons.
- Flavor?
- Well, it translates,
"Heavenly Flavors:
"We have 40 varieties.
"Pineapple,
almond, cherry ice..."
- This is your sack, right?
I mean you;'re the
only 40-flavor store
that uses that
kind of sack, right?
- Yes, we do good business.
- And Ho Sung Lee is one
of your best customers, right?
- Ho Sung...
- Lee.
He had to have come
in here sometime
yesterday or last night.
(speaking in a foreign language)
- Anybody?
(speaking in a foreign language)
- Lee?
I don't know, there
are so many Lees.
Why do you ask?
What did he do?
- He died.
This man is not
sleeping, this man is dead.
Have you ever seen
this man before?
Huh?
Howe about you, ever
seen this face before?
Have you ever
seen this man's face?
You speak English?
Ever seen this man's face?
How about you sir?
Have you ever
seen this man's face?
You?
Nobody seems to speak
English around here anymore.
I swear I thought I
heard a little English
when we first walked in.
Anyway, the landlady
says his name is Lee.
And he lives at 28th Street.
- I don't remember that face.
- Look all we want to
know is if he was in here
sometime yesterday, when
and if anybody was with him.
That all.
- Hey, but we do
such good business.
- Yeah, I understand,
(bells jingle)
we're just trying to do our job.
Just want to find
out some information.
- Uh, sir.
Uh, hello.
Have you ever seen
this man's face before?
(scoffs)
What a trip, nobody understands
what I'm talking about.
- I'm very sorry officer.
- How did your window
over here get broken?
And your counter smashed.
And the plaster up there.
I mean, who did that?
- Oh, that was several
days ago, last Friday.
It happened during the night.
- Well, did you
report it to the police?
- No.
- Why not?
- I though maybe
it was just kids.
Why, why put kids in trouble?
- Really? That's
what I would say, too.
Take good care of your face.
We'll be back.
(heavy sigh)
(bells jingle)
(upbeat music)
- Give me Mr. Wong.
- No wonder the record shows
so little crime around here.
Somebody runs a real
strong protection racket.
- Yeah, you see that, too, huh?
It does create
clams, I'll tell you.
When they're scared, man,
it makes clams of us all.
- Yep, that's the nature
of the job little buddy.
- Well, when they
don't speak English,
it's a double clam.
- It's called survival.
- [Pete] Eh, you
see that guy's face?
- [Joe] Yeah, that
was pretty bad.
♪ Left a good job in the city ♪
♪ Working for the man
every night and day ♪
♪ And I never lost one
minute of sleeping ♪
♪ Worrying about the way
things might have been ♪
♪ Big wheels keep on turning ♪
(speaking in a foreign language)
- I'm sorry Sergeant Crowley.
The cook's helper I
remembered as being
close to this young
man is no longer with us.
Went back to Korea and
nowbody bothered to tell me.
Homesick, I suppose.
- You mean there's
nobody here at all,
who can tell em
anything about Lee?
- You're welcome to
talk to the rest of the staff
when they come on duty.
But Lee Ho Sung was only a
part-time busboy,
you understand.
He worked relief
once or twice a week.
That's all.
- Mr. Wong, was
he here last night?
- Not since Tuesday.
Anyway, he kept
pretty much to himself.
Lee considered himself
better than the others, I think.
He had dreams of
becoming a newspaper man.
- As a matter of
fact his landlady
started to say something
about that to my partner,
Sergeant Anderson.
Then when she identified
this photograph for us,
suddenly her
memory got very hazy.
- Wouldn't you be
frightened if you learned
that one of your
tenants had been killed?
It's not easy to keep
the trust of immigrants
any more than it is to be one.
Now, I have things to do.
- Uh, by the way,
you wouldn't happen to know
anything man, would you?
A friend of Lee's, an older guy.
Uh, his name is Bernard Kim.
- Bernie, of course.
He works on my
taxes now and then.
But I doubt if his being friends
with Lee means anything.
Bernie Kim has helped a lot
of our young men
get started here.
He's on all sorts of
committees and charities
besides his own work.
And now night school, too.
He has a great
future, Bernie does.
Chao.
- Chao.
(speaking in a foreign language)
♪ Left a good job in the city ♪
♪ Working for the man
every night and day ♪
♪ And I never saw ♪
(whip cracks) (grunting)
(whip cracks) (grunting)
(whip cracks) (grunting)
- I'm sure he's learned
his lesson by now.
I trusted you Tray Oak San.
It was not in my
orders to kill anyone.
- It was clumsy.
We already missed the boat.
It won't happen again.
- No it won't.
But now you'll have a
chance to make amends.
There's a plain clothesman,
Sergeant Crowley,
he works with a small unit,
including a woman, I hear.
They all obviously don't
quite understand us yet.
And there is this constant
reference to Bernie Kim.
Maybe we had better pay
a little more attention to him.
(dramatic music)
Thank you.
- [Bernie] Tadeshi
Hong Sung Lee.
- Your friend?
- Yes.
- When's the last time
you saw him alive Kim?
- (sigh) I told
you, I can't help.
I don't remember.
And anyway, all
you said you wanted
was to confirm
the identification.
- Well, I thought
maybe you'd like to see
what happened to him.
Your friend.
See, it was the knife
wound down here
that actually killed him.
- Yes.
- Took one hell of a
beating before he was killed.
Know who might do that to him?
Was there anybody
he was afraid of?
- Never mentioned
anyone in particular
that I remember.
- See, part of the
problem is that
there are no identifying marks.
You see, there
are no fingerprints
on all these bruises
on his face here.
You see the bruises on his face?
- Sergeant!
I have seen more people
killed before I was 10 years old
than you will in
your whole life,
not to mention
the ones that were
shot and hung and
tortured since then.
You've never lived under a
virtual dictatorship, have you?
- Are you trying to say to me
that this manes nothing to you?
Your friend murdered,
that doesn't mean anything?
Take your time Kim.
We've got plenty of time.
(knocking)
- Hi.
- Hello, I'm Pepper Anderson.
- Oh, Bernie said you
might be coming around but
(speaking in a foreign language)
- Are you the babysitter?
Are you taking care of Tiki?
- Pinch hitting, that's all.
I'm supposed to be
writing this poli-sci paper,
but Bernie had to go someplace.
- Ah, I brought Tiki a present.
Uh, hello Tiki,
what are you doing?
OK, silly question, I know.
Most people talk
too much anyway,
don't you think?
(paper bag crinkles)
I thought you might
like some of this.
There's that one
and that one.
- Chocolate chips, cherry ice.
(laughing)
- I thought so.
Why don't you let me take
her off your hands for awhile,
get some of your homework done.
(carousel music)
What are you doing?
- Horses don't like ice cream.
- Who told you that?
- Nobody.
(carousel music)
Do you know what Bernie says?
- What does he say?
- Only monkeys
throw things on grass.
- He does? Well good for him.
- Can we see monkeys now?
- [Pepper] Sure. Come on.
What kind of monkeys you love?
Pink ones?
Green ones?
Bet you didn't get
any chocolate chip
or cherry ice last
night, did you?
- No.
- Did Bernie forget
to bring it home?
Or, uh, did the babysitter
go out to get some?
- Of course not,
she's very smart,
but she doesn't know
what kind of ice cream I like.
- [Pepper] No, I don't
mean the girl at the house,
she's just the pinch
hitter, isn't she?
- [Tiki] What's pinch?
Bats pinch.
(laughing)
- No, I meant your
regular babysitter, honey.
- Could we look
at the tigers too.
- Well sure, if you
give me some rest.
Come on, let's sit
down for a minute.
Ah.
Maybe you called him your
friend, your uncle's friend.
- I'm afraid of
tigers, aren't you?
- I doubt if Ho Sung Lee
ever acted like a tiger, did he?
Because that's who
was your real babysitter
last night, wasn't he?
Until something happened
like when Ho Sung Lee
went out to get the ice cream.
Tiki?
- Ah, get away from her!
- take it easy, I was
only talking with her.
- How dare you
interrogate this child.
- I was not hurting
her and you shouldn't
have her lie for you.
- Not, she knows nothing.
- Be careful Mr. Kim,
you've already
lied enough for yourself.
- Well, you have no right
interrogating this child.
You have no court
order, no warrant!
- You have no business
hiding behind a little girl.
- Oh, Tiki.
I'm sorry.
Oh Tiki.
This is no place to talk.
Come on Tiki,
I'll take you home.
- Can Pepper come with us?
- We'll take you home
and the Sergeant and I
will complete our discussion.
How's that?
OK?
(carousel music)
- So you bought the ice cream,
gave Ho Sung Lee
the keys to your car
and that's the last
time you saw him?
- Yes.
When I got home around midnight,
Tiki was still awake,
alone, frightened.
She still doesn't
know Lee is dead.
I don't really know
how to tell her.
It's so soon after both
her own parents died.
See, they were just about
to come to this country
and then there
was the trainwreck.
I had already sent
my brother the money.
- Why didn't you do
anything last night
about Lee's disappearance?
- But I did.
I telephoned a hundred
times, hospitals, everywhere.
- And it never occurred
to you even once
to call the police?
You've told us even
less than the people
at the ice cream store,
who won't even admit
Lee was there last night.
- That is precisely what
you don't understand.
Koreans are very proud
and when there's trouble,
they prefer to handle
it by themselves.
- I think they're just plain
scared to tell us anymore.
Who are they scared of?
- Farewell Sergeant Anderson.
Since you prefer to think
that I'm a coward and a liar...
- Bernie, I am
just trying to help.
I'm only trying to help.
I know quite a
little bit about you
just from the way Tiki talks.
- I am all that she has left.
I've come to love
her very, very much.
It's as if we've
always been together.
You know what I mean?
- Yes, I do.
You're, uh, very
highly respected
by the establishment
in this town, aren't you?
I bet it's not so
different from the other
immigrant sections
of other cities.
Are there times when a man
could so easily lose his job
or even his life if he
cooperated with anybody
but his own people?
- This is different.
We are not like that.
In the Orient...
- Bernie, aren't you
even gonna help me
guess who might have
killed that young man?
Your good friend, Tiki's friend?
Unless, unless she's
all wrong about you.
Unless you never actually did
laugh at lions like
she said you can do.
- Would you like some more tea.
- No thank you.
- Well, I know
what Tiki would like,
to see you.
Do you mind coming back
to the house for awhile?
- I'd like that very much.
(intense music)
- Tiki!
Tiki!
Tiki?
Helen?
Tiki, where are you?
Tiki?
(dramatic music)
- OK, we'll be standing by.
Yeah, I'll be standing
by this location.
Out.
Well, no blood.
Somebody sure must
have put up a fight.
- Yeah, I noticed.
- You know, if the
kid and the sitter
had to be carried
out to the street,
somebody must have seen it.
- Contact Pete.
They're sending every
Korean-speaking
officer they can find.
- Got it.
- [Bernie] No, no she was
wearing a red dress before.
- But that's the one she
spilled ice cream on in the park.
Show him Lois.
- How we doing?
- Uh, now Helen must have
changed her after we left.
One of her favorites was
blue with a white pinafore?
You still haven't
found that one?
That might be the one, Bill.
- Blue with a white pinafore?
Put the description
out that way, will you?
- Bill, there's a brown
coat missing too.
- That's a very
good sign, Mr. Kim.
That means somebody
doesn't want her getting cold.
- [Bernie] What are they doing?
- Uh, they're putting
on a phone tap.
I think you'll approve in case
it does turn out
to be a kidnapping.
Mr. Kim, if she were kidnapped,
what would anybody
stand to gain from it?
Do you have any ideas?
- No, no I have no ideas.
(knocking)
- Hello? Anybody here?
(buzzing)
Hello?
Anybody home?
What a trip.
(dogs barking)
- Lady next door is not at home.
- This is really peculiar.
Can't be that many
vacant houses around here.
- Lady in number
five's been taking
a nap all this afternoon.
- Seems like there's
been a lot of people
taking naps.
- [Joe] You said. It.
- She was? Where?
OK, we'll be right there.
(phone slams)
Pepper, Joe, we may
have found the sitter.
(police scanner
hums) (dramatic music)
- It's her all right.
- Helen, what happened?
(speaking in a foreign language)
- We had to give her a shot.
She's in a lot of pain.
- [Joe] Hey Bill?
- You better move her out.
- I've got the guy whop
found her, he's over here.
- Where?
- Over there, come on.
- Uh, Sergeant Crowley,
Sergeant Anderson.
- Hello.
- They tell me you're
the one that found her,
is that correct?
(ambulance door slams)
(sirens wail)
- Bernie!
Bernie!
Where is he?
(intense music)
Where'd he go?
(intense music)
- I'll find him.
Have Pete drop
you at the hospital.
(intense music)
- I don't really know
Bernie's habits,
friends, none of that.
I'm sorry.
Mr. Wong, if he tries to
find his niece by himself,
he could put that little
girl in even greater danger.
- Oh, I quite understand.
That poor little thing.
I just heard about it on TV.
- But since there
is publicity already
and since the people
in this part of town
do rather stick together to
look after their own leaders...
- It's not easy to know
everything that's going on
in a brand new
community this big,
but I will do
everything possible
to spread the word
to help find the little girl
and Bernie, too.
Our people must
learn, must realize,
that this violence,
this publicity,
can only bring us
all a very bad name.
- [Jenson] Well, a trade's a
trade, so as soon as you get
a news break on that
missing Korean kid...
- OK, just tell me more
about Ho Sung Lee.
- Well, I don't know
anything more about him Bill.
He's just an
ambitious young man,
who wanted to become a
newspaper man, that's all.
- Jenson, was he an informant
for any of your reporters here?
- Well, I doubt out.
He sure wasn't any
homegrown deep throat,
if that's what you're
thinking. (chuckling)
Anyway, he wanted to
write the whole thing himself,
so I said I was
sorry, I'm real busy,
but if you get something
really big, write it down
and bring it on in.
- Write what down,
bring what in?
- Well, I just figured it
was nothing but the usual
unsubstantiated crime stuff.
You know, like their
protection rackets and the mobs.
But after what's happened,
I wish to hell I knew.
(phone rings)
Yeah?
Yeah, he's right here.
- Yeah, Sergeant Crowley.
Yes Cathy?
Well, right now
I'm in the process...
OK, right away.
- I, I don't know.
I couldn't see.
- Helen, it was broad daylight.
Someone must have
come through the door.
- Mr. Kim, what do I do.
- Mr. Kim isn't here now.
- I told you Sergeant, she's in
no condition to be
questioned now.
- Just give me one
more minute, please.
Helen, where is Tiki.
Who took her?
- Tiki.
Tiki.
- She doesn't know
where she is yet.
- Helen, you don't
have to be afraid.
You're safe now.
- Leave me alone.
- No one is going to hurt you.
No one is going to
reach you to hurt you.
We've to that Helen, I promise.
- Please, no, go away please.
- [Nurse] Sergeant.
- All right, that will do.
- Oh no it won't.
- You all get out of here.
- We're on our way, lady.
- No she's almost...
- Pepper let's go.
- I can almost...
- Pepper, let's go will ya.
Sorry everybody,
on our way home.
- I'm off the case?
I'm the only cop in
town who Tiki knows.
- You didn't hear me Pepper,
I said we're off
the case, all of us.
- Well, Bill, that
makes no difference.
- Maybe the whole damn
department's off the case.
The captain got his orders
straight from
the chief's office.
Some special unit's coming in.
- Well, I can't stop now.
- Don't tell me you
can't, orders are orders.
- I won't!
I will not.
- Pepper, you're a
cop, now be a cop.
Don't you know that
you could put that kid
in even worse
danger if you interfere?
- Don't you realize
that it's my fault?
Whatever happens to
Tiki is because of me.
- All right, I'll give
you another order.
Don't go back to
the office, go home.
Just take the rest of the
day off, do you hear me?
Now, go home.
- I don't want to go home.
- Pepper, go home.
(pensive music)
- [Pepper] Go ahead, say it.
- So what?
- [Pepper] I told
you to go home.
- No, if I Said that,
then you'd say,
"I practically live
here with the hours
"you put me through, Crowley."
(Pepper grunts)
I spoil your punchline?
- Mine was much stronger.
- I bet it was. (sighing)
(Pepper sighs)
She's gonna be all right Pepper.
- I wish you were sure of that.
Why'd they take
us off this case?
- We've got an order,
we follow it Pepper.
- Period?
- Yeah, period.
For whatever the reason.
In this case, yeah, period.
- A tiny dot in a big fat manual
that says forget
the little girl out there
who needs out help.
Great.
(heavy sigh)
- What is that?
- A poem I found in their room.
You want to hear it?
- Sure.
- Dear Uncle Bernie, P.S.,
she puts P.S. at the top.
Helen helped me
to write this down,
but it is my poem to you.
I remember a far, far place.
It was not a long time ago.
I remember my mother and
father, their faces, their smiles.
It was not a long time ago.
I cry sometimes
in my bed at night
when I think of
them and of home.
But then I see your face
come to say goodnight to me
and some of the hurt
goes away with my tears.
More and more and more.
Is this why I love you so much
like I hope you love me.
Your Tiki Kim.
(heavy sigh)
She's so adorab...
How can I not?
How can I not care
what happens to her?
- Pepper, sitting around here
is not going to help anything.
Now please, will
ya, do me a favor,
go home, get some rest.
I swear to you,
anything comes in,
anything happens
at all, I'll phone you.
You know I will..
OK. (smacking)
Pepper?
- [Pepper] Solved.
All right.
(drawer slams)
(dramatic music)
- Goodnight.
- [Pepper] Goodnight.
(inquisitive music)
(knocking)
(doorbell rings)
Come in.
- Thank you for letting
me come to see you here.
- Would you like to sit down?
- Thank you.
- [Pepper] What did you
want to see me about?
- I talked to Tiki
on the telephone.
She is all right.
- Where is she?
- [Bernie] With friends.
She's very happy.
- Who? What friends?
- Some Koreans found her walking
on the street quite unharmed.
Apparently whoever took her
had second thoughts about it
and let her go.
- No, wait a minute,
hold on, I mean...
Who are these friends?
Why isn't she with you?
- They have
children of Tiki's age.
The man is quite important.
He's on his way
through from Washington
and they're staying
overnight with one of our
most prominent
bankers, Han Lin Rhee.
But don't worry, she is safe.
- Is that why you
wanted to see me?
- You'll see it in
all the papers soon.
Meanwhile, if you want
to contact me again,
I'll be staying with a friend,
who owns a candy
store on South 26th.
- Wait a minute, now...
Where is this banker?
I would like to see Tiki.
- You can't go there.
You'll get us all in trouble.
- Why?
- It's just out of our hands.
The man from
Washington has immunity.
- So?
- I'm sending Tiki
back to Korea.
Her mother's
father is still living.
He has a little farm near Busan.
- Back to Korea.
- I've often thought
it was wrong
to bring up such a little girl
in a strange new
country by myself.
- I see.
So, she is in the
custody of a diplomat?
An official who can't
be touched, is that right?
- Yes.
- And she couldn't be
stopped from leaving
the United States
even with a court order?
Is that right?
- I've given my approval.
- Uh huh.
Now, I see what happened today.
It was a kidnapping and you, uh,
you ran from us and you
got in touch with somebody.
You knew exactly who to contact,
you made your deal,
met their demands
and you sold
out your little girl.
- It is not like that.
- No?
- She'll be better off in Korea.
- Sure.
And what did you get for it?
Is she being held
hostage because you know
who killed your friend?
- I don't know who
killed Ho Sung Lee.
- You have an idea, you
know what he was working on,
you know who might
have ordered him killed.
- Do you think I want to
see her dead like he is?
- She won't be, not if
you tell us what you know.
- I'm doing this for me.
I'm doing this for her.
I have no choice.
I won't take a
chance on her life.
(door slams)
(cameras click)
- Please gentlemen, hurry it up.
The Pochow's are still tired.
We simply wanted
everyone to know
that she is perfectly all right.
- Does this mean
that kidnap story
yesterday was
just a false alarm?
- Oh no, hoodlums certainly
attempted something,
but that's for the proper
officials to describe.
I'm sure they don't
want it discussed
in front of the child.
- Mr. Rhee is quite
right gentlemen.
Please just get
your pictures and go.
Korean government
representatives
have been very cooperative
with the federal authorities.
(dramatic music)
- Hmmm, what are you doing here?
You work for Bill
Crowley don't you?
I'm Craig Jenson.
- Oh yes.
Hi, how are you?
Uh, I'm from Missouri, I
guess I still have to be shown.
Sorry.
- Oh yeah.
Shown what?
A news story
becomes a non-story?
Maybe it never was a story.
Anyway, I thought
the feds took this over?
- Please, no closer.
No questions to the
child, only pictures.
- Come on now, what do
you know that I don't know
and that they don't want
either one of us to know?
- (sighing) This is
the way it is, that's all.
There is nothing anyone can do.
(melancholy music)
(intense music)
- Stop her!
- Take me back
to Bernie, please!
(tires squeal)
- Follow her! (tires squeal)
- Say that again Pepper.
- You heard me Bill.
I just kidnapped her myself.
Now repeat, Bernie
Kim has a friend,
who owns a candy
store on South 26th.
- South 26th?
- Yes.
And get there, hurry, arrest
me, I don't care what you do.
But dear God, Bill get there.
(intense music)
Where's that candy store Tiki?
- Down there, about a block.
(intense music)
- Hello?
Get me Mr. Wong.
Yes, Mr. Wong.
(tires screech)
- Go!
Run, run to Bernie!
Hurry!
(tires squeal)
(intense music)
(honking) (tires squeal)
- Where's the girl?
- [Pepper] I don't know
what you're talking about.
- Where is she?
- I don't know.
(groaning and struggling)
(heavy footsteps and
aggressive chatter)
(upbeat music)
(sirens wail)
- [Bill] Police! Police!
Break it up! Break it up!
- Enough. Drop it.
Drop it, I said.
Drop it.
- [Man] It's all
over, it's all over.
- Come on, with your
hands up, let's go.
- Sergeant Crowley.
- Mr. Wong, (speaking
in a foreign language).
You wanna, uh,
just step out please?
That's right,
Now turn nicely,
put your little hands
on top of the car
there, spread your feet
like a little eagle, OK?
- [Man] Let's go get
those guys wrapped up.
(Tiki giggled)
- [Man] In the car, now.
- What are you laughing at?
Lions?
(Tiki giggles)
(upbeat music)
- Excellent?
- [Bill] Mmmm, good. (giggling)
- Well, there are 37
more ice cream to go.
We'll have to keep
coming here often.
- That sounds like a date.
Shake.
How about you Joseph?
- Yep, you can count on me.
- Listen, if you two
are still deciding,
I can definitely
recommend the peach.
- I was just reminding
Bernie that originally,
all Americans were immigrants.
We had to get rid of
some of our leaders, too.
- These weren't leaders,
they were bloodsuckers.
They've been put in
jail thanks to you two.
You know, that's what Lee
was working on for a year,
how the connections worked.
- He must have bee
a very brave man.
I'm sorry I didn't know him.
But at least we got
to know you and her.
- And we got to know you both.
0- Well, like my old
immigrant uncle used to say,
"As long as we got
to know each other,
"why don't we just
keep it that way?"
- All right.
- OK.
Yeah.
(happy, quirky music)
("Police Woman Theme"
by Morton Stevens)
(bright music)
- I have seen more people
killed before I was 10 years old
than you will see
in your whole life.
- Take it easy, I was
only talking with...
- How dare you
interrogate this child?
- You have no business
hiding behind a little girl.
- He could put that little
girl in even greater danger.
- That poor little thing.
- Stop her!
- Take me to Bernie, please.
(tires screeching)
- I just kidnapped her myself.
Now repeat.
- Follow her.
("Police Woman Theme"
by Morton Stevens)
(upbeat music)
- Ochung Yee Tay
and Young Lay Nu,
bow and scrape to Mr. Tu.
But Eel Bahn Ok and Han Lin Rhee
and Wee Lin Sic
all work for three.
So in Sun-Sin
City when Mr. Tu...
- Shut up!
Are you crazy?
Somebody might hear.
- What's a matter,
don't you like poetry?
Haven't even come
to the best part yet
and name the real crooks.
- Here.
Don't eat it all in one place.
Come on.
(upbeat music)
Lee, how many times
have I warned you,
this neighborhood is
beginning to stink with spies.
- For the big man, but
they're not spies at heart Bern,
they're just scared.
Anyway, if times were normal
I'd write down my poems,
but you can't walk
around with names
like that in your pockets.
- I don't want to hear
anything about it,
I don't want to know
anything about it.
Nothing, do you hear?
Look, Lee it's not
that I don't care
about what happens here.
I'm no publisher, there's
nothing I can do about it.
- You have responsibilities,
I know that Bernie.
But this I will
tell you, this time
I will sell my story
to the big city paper,
to the wire services.
I'll be a real newspaper
man instead of just
a busboy and a babysittter.
- Hey look, it's getting late.
Here, my car's down the alley.
- Want me to come
pick you up after class?
- No, I'll catch a ride.
And please, get the ice
cream home before it melts.
- Chocolate chip and cherry ice.
- Yeah.
Come on, go on.
(heavy sigh)
(car engine turns over)
(dramatic suspenseful music)
(car engine turns over)
(car speeds off)
Lee.
Lee!
(tires squeal)
Lee!
(pensive music)
(upbeat dramatic music)
(splashing)
- Next time I'll do it myself.
- What's up?
- Look at this.
What do you think
of that my friend?
- That $30 for a dictionary?
Why a dictionary?
We've got one around
here somewhere.
- This one wasn't for more,
this one was for a snitch.
- A snitch?
Who writes your material?
- No, I really mean it.
This uh, do you remember
the Sullivan case?
- Yeah.
- You remember the
guy that helped us?
When we really needed help, too.
A guy named Frankie Vasquez?
- Yeah.
And he wanted a dictionary?
- He said to me, what
I want is my 50 bucks
and a dictionary for my boy.
His boy, said, was very bright,
but not too heavy into learning
and could I throw
in a dictionary?
I thought that was
really nice, you know?
I mean, what am
I gonna tell him?
I'm not into words,
go rip one off yourself?
- Hi.
- Say that again.
Ice cream and blood stains?
- His account voucher
back from Miller's office
with question marks again.
- Only the fourth one only.
- This year.
- What'd you do?
Charge the department
for new overalls? (giggling)
- Hey, you know,
that's not a bad idea.
I mean, I use them
on the job as a uniform.
Good idea.
- Yeah, no I got it.
- Commissioner, you (mumbling).
- $30 for a di...
What'd you need
another dictionary for?
- [Pete] What is
there an echo in here?
- [Bill] Let's go, you're
going the wrong way.
- No, not if I want a
cup of coffee, I wasn't.
- [Bill] You want a cup of tea.
Let's go.
Where's let's go?
- Koreatown.
- [Pepper] Beautiful.
Drop a smile around here
and you get one right back.
- [Bill] Let's try asking
about Kim's Ford
and all that blood
and see what happens.
- If you say inscrutable.
- You said it.
Pepper, I tell you, when it
comes to the Korean tongs...
- No, that's Chinese.
- Well, however you
say mob in Korean,
it's all the same thing.
It's still like a syndicate.
Protection rackets, loan
sharking, gambling controls,
it's all the same thing.
We better get over to his house.
- OK.
(car overturns)
(dog barking)
- [Bill] We lived in
a house just like this
once when I was a kid.
- Sweet.
(knocking)
- What's his name again?
- Uh, Kim, Bernard Kim.
- I'll settle for Novak.
- I'm sure you would.
(knocking)
- Anybody home?
Why don't you wait
here in case he shows.
I'm gonna check
with the neighbors.
(knocking)
- Anybody in there?
(clacking)
Well hi.
Are you home all alone?
Honey, it's all right, you
don't have to be scared.
I bet you have a
real pretty smile.
You gonna let me see one.
What's the matter?
Was it when I said I
was with the police?
Haven't you ever seen
a police lady before?
That's what I am.
Wanna see my badge?
Look at that.
Isn't that pretty?
So beautiful.
So shiny.
Do you understand
what I'm saying?
I didn't come to hurt you.
My name is Pepper.
What's yours?
(Bernie speaks in
a foreign language)
- I'm sorry.
- What for?
She didn't bite me.
- Uh, this is Mr. Kim.
Bernard Kim, this is
Sergeant Anderson.
- Oh, how do you do?
- How do you do?
Her name is Tiki.
She hasn't been in this
country for a long while,
so she doesn't
understand many things.
She's my niece, she
speaks no English at all,
both her parents are dead.
But she is a good little girl.
- Yeah, Pepper, Mr. Kim
here is an accountant.
He says that his car
was stolen yesterday.
- Oh, it might have
been borrowed.
You see, I often leave
me keys out on the desk
and have many younger friends
who are not fortunate
enough to have a car.
- Oh, like who?
What are their names?
- Sergeant, why don't you
just tell me what happened
and where the car was found.
- [Bill] You talk like
a lawyer, Mr. Kim.
- Because I'm going to be one.
I go to school nights and
that's where I was last night.
- It was found this morning
down by the waterfront.
The upholstery was
slashed and on the back seat
there were stains of
spilled ice cream and blood.
- What?
- Now, who borrowed your car?
- I don't know anything
about any blood.
I don't know who
might have taken my car
down to the waterfront.
How can I tell you
things I don't know?
You're the police, it's your job
to tell me what happened.
- Poor Sung Lee.
One of the divers found this
in the drink next to the body.
No money, just names and
addresses written in Korean.
- Yeah.
Right Cap.
OK, sure.
(phone slams)
I just hung up from
talking to Captain Miller.
He says we better
keep in touch on this one.
He's proposing the usual.
- Why's that, Bill?
- I don't know, something
to do with all the politics.
You know, the Korean stuff.
Some of them come over
here from the old country
don't think like we do.
Especially the ones
that want to hang on
to their old power.
- I don't know Bill, this guy's
pockets have been slashed,
he'd been beaten,
he's been stabbed,
nobody's made any
attempt at all to hide the ID.
Seems to me as if it could
be the usual street stuff.
Good old American style.
- Oh, I don't think so, Pete.
No, this was no mugging.
Like if that little girl doesn't
understand any English,
why would Kim chase
her into the house so fast?
- Well, maybe it's not easy
to lie in front of your kid?
Even if she doesn't
speak English.
Maybe.
- Yeah.
Joe, the lab come up
with anything new of that
melted ice cream in
the back seat of the car?
- I have a translator
on the bag.
There's some
oriental markings on it.
- I mean the ice cream itself.
Like to know what flavor
was in those two cartons.
- Flavor?
- Well, it translates,
"Heavenly Flavors:
"We have 40 varieties.
"Pineapple,
almond, cherry ice..."
- This is your sack, right?
I mean you;'re the
only 40-flavor store
that uses that
kind of sack, right?
- Yes, we do good business.
- And Ho Sung Lee is one
of your best customers, right?
- Ho Sung...
- Lee.
He had to have come
in here sometime
yesterday or last night.
(speaking in a foreign language)
- Anybody?
(speaking in a foreign language)
- Lee?
I don't know, there
are so many Lees.
Why do you ask?
What did he do?
- He died.
This man is not
sleeping, this man is dead.
Have you ever seen
this man before?
Huh?
Howe about you, ever
seen this face before?
Have you ever
seen this man's face?
You speak English?
Ever seen this man's face?
How about you sir?
Have you ever
seen this man's face?
You?
Nobody seems to speak
English around here anymore.
I swear I thought I
heard a little English
when we first walked in.
Anyway, the landlady
says his name is Lee.
And he lives at 28th Street.
- I don't remember that face.
- Look all we want to
know is if he was in here
sometime yesterday, when
and if anybody was with him.
That all.
- Hey, but we do
such good business.
- Yeah, I understand,
(bells jingle)
we're just trying to do our job.
Just want to find
out some information.
- Uh, sir.
Uh, hello.
Have you ever seen
this man's face before?
(scoffs)
What a trip, nobody understands
what I'm talking about.
- I'm very sorry officer.
- How did your window
over here get broken?
And your counter smashed.
And the plaster up there.
I mean, who did that?
- Oh, that was several
days ago, last Friday.
It happened during the night.
- Well, did you
report it to the police?
- No.
- Why not?
- I though maybe
it was just kids.
Why, why put kids in trouble?
- Really? That's
what I would say, too.
Take good care of your face.
We'll be back.
(heavy sigh)
(bells jingle)
(upbeat music)
- Give me Mr. Wong.
- No wonder the record shows
so little crime around here.
Somebody runs a real
strong protection racket.
- Yeah, you see that, too, huh?
It does create
clams, I'll tell you.
When they're scared, man,
it makes clams of us all.
- Yep, that's the nature
of the job little buddy.
- Well, when they
don't speak English,
it's a double clam.
- It's called survival.
- [Pete] Eh, you
see that guy's face?
- [Joe] Yeah, that
was pretty bad.
♪ Left a good job in the city ♪
♪ Working for the man
every night and day ♪
♪ And I never lost one
minute of sleeping ♪
♪ Worrying about the way
things might have been ♪
♪ Big wheels keep on turning ♪
(speaking in a foreign language)
- I'm sorry Sergeant Crowley.
The cook's helper I
remembered as being
close to this young
man is no longer with us.
Went back to Korea and
nowbody bothered to tell me.
Homesick, I suppose.
- You mean there's
nobody here at all,
who can tell em
anything about Lee?
- You're welcome to
talk to the rest of the staff
when they come on duty.
But Lee Ho Sung was only a
part-time busboy,
you understand.
He worked relief
once or twice a week.
That's all.
- Mr. Wong, was
he here last night?
- Not since Tuesday.
Anyway, he kept
pretty much to himself.
Lee considered himself
better than the others, I think.
He had dreams of
becoming a newspaper man.
- As a matter of
fact his landlady
started to say something
about that to my partner,
Sergeant Anderson.
Then when she identified
this photograph for us,
suddenly her
memory got very hazy.
- Wouldn't you be
frightened if you learned
that one of your
tenants had been killed?
It's not easy to keep
the trust of immigrants
any more than it is to be one.
Now, I have things to do.
- Uh, by the way,
you wouldn't happen to know
anything man, would you?
A friend of Lee's, an older guy.
Uh, his name is Bernard Kim.
- Bernie, of course.
He works on my
taxes now and then.
But I doubt if his being friends
with Lee means anything.
Bernie Kim has helped a lot
of our young men
get started here.
He's on all sorts of
committees and charities
besides his own work.
And now night school, too.
He has a great
future, Bernie does.
Chao.
- Chao.
(speaking in a foreign language)
♪ Left a good job in the city ♪
♪ Working for the man
every night and day ♪
♪ And I never saw ♪
(whip cracks) (grunting)
(whip cracks) (grunting)
(whip cracks) (grunting)
- I'm sure he's learned
his lesson by now.
I trusted you Tray Oak San.
It was not in my
orders to kill anyone.
- It was clumsy.
We already missed the boat.
It won't happen again.
- No it won't.
But now you'll have a
chance to make amends.
There's a plain clothesman,
Sergeant Crowley,
he works with a small unit,
including a woman, I hear.
They all obviously don't
quite understand us yet.
And there is this constant
reference to Bernie Kim.
Maybe we had better pay
a little more attention to him.
(dramatic music)
Thank you.
- [Bernie] Tadeshi
Hong Sung Lee.
- Your friend?
- Yes.
- When's the last time
you saw him alive Kim?
- (sigh) I told
you, I can't help.
I don't remember.
And anyway, all
you said you wanted
was to confirm
the identification.
- Well, I thought
maybe you'd like to see
what happened to him.
Your friend.
See, it was the knife
wound down here
that actually killed him.
- Yes.
- Took one hell of a
beating before he was killed.
Know who might do that to him?
Was there anybody
he was afraid of?
- Never mentioned
anyone in particular
that I remember.
- See, part of the
problem is that
there are no identifying marks.
You see, there
are no fingerprints
on all these bruises
on his face here.
You see the bruises on his face?
- Sergeant!
I have seen more people
killed before I was 10 years old
than you will in
your whole life,
not to mention
the ones that were
shot and hung and
tortured since then.
You've never lived under a
virtual dictatorship, have you?
- Are you trying to say to me
that this manes nothing to you?
Your friend murdered,
that doesn't mean anything?
Take your time Kim.
We've got plenty of time.
(knocking)
- Hi.
- Hello, I'm Pepper Anderson.
- Oh, Bernie said you
might be coming around but
(speaking in a foreign language)
- Are you the babysitter?
Are you taking care of Tiki?
- Pinch hitting, that's all.
I'm supposed to be
writing this poli-sci paper,
but Bernie had to go someplace.
- Ah, I brought Tiki a present.
Uh, hello Tiki,
what are you doing?
OK, silly question, I know.
Most people talk
too much anyway,
don't you think?
(paper bag crinkles)
I thought you might
like some of this.
There's that one
and that one.
- Chocolate chips, cherry ice.
(laughing)
- I thought so.
Why don't you let me take
her off your hands for awhile,
get some of your homework done.
(carousel music)
What are you doing?
- Horses don't like ice cream.
- Who told you that?
- Nobody.
(carousel music)
Do you know what Bernie says?
- What does he say?
- Only monkeys
throw things on grass.
- He does? Well good for him.
- Can we see monkeys now?
- [Pepper] Sure. Come on.
What kind of monkeys you love?
Pink ones?
Green ones?
Bet you didn't get
any chocolate chip
or cherry ice last
night, did you?
- No.
- Did Bernie forget
to bring it home?
Or, uh, did the babysitter
go out to get some?
- Of course not,
she's very smart,
but she doesn't know
what kind of ice cream I like.
- [Pepper] No, I don't
mean the girl at the house,
she's just the pinch
hitter, isn't she?
- [Tiki] What's pinch?
Bats pinch.
(laughing)
- No, I meant your
regular babysitter, honey.
- Could we look
at the tigers too.
- Well sure, if you
give me some rest.
Come on, let's sit
down for a minute.
Ah.
Maybe you called him your
friend, your uncle's friend.
- I'm afraid of
tigers, aren't you?
- I doubt if Ho Sung Lee
ever acted like a tiger, did he?
Because that's who
was your real babysitter
last night, wasn't he?
Until something happened
like when Ho Sung Lee
went out to get the ice cream.
Tiki?
- Ah, get away from her!
- take it easy, I was
only talking with her.
- How dare you
interrogate this child.
- I was not hurting
her and you shouldn't
have her lie for you.
- Not, she knows nothing.
- Be careful Mr. Kim,
you've already
lied enough for yourself.
- Well, you have no right
interrogating this child.
You have no court
order, no warrant!
- You have no business
hiding behind a little girl.
- Oh, Tiki.
I'm sorry.
Oh Tiki.
This is no place to talk.
Come on Tiki,
I'll take you home.
- Can Pepper come with us?
- We'll take you home
and the Sergeant and I
will complete our discussion.
How's that?
OK?
(carousel music)
- So you bought the ice cream,
gave Ho Sung Lee
the keys to your car
and that's the last
time you saw him?
- Yes.
When I got home around midnight,
Tiki was still awake,
alone, frightened.
She still doesn't
know Lee is dead.
I don't really know
how to tell her.
It's so soon after both
her own parents died.
See, they were just about
to come to this country
and then there
was the trainwreck.
I had already sent
my brother the money.
- Why didn't you do
anything last night
about Lee's disappearance?
- But I did.
I telephoned a hundred
times, hospitals, everywhere.
- And it never occurred
to you even once
to call the police?
You've told us even
less than the people
at the ice cream store,
who won't even admit
Lee was there last night.
- That is precisely what
you don't understand.
Koreans are very proud
and when there's trouble,
they prefer to handle
it by themselves.
- I think they're just plain
scared to tell us anymore.
Who are they scared of?
- Farewell Sergeant Anderson.
Since you prefer to think
that I'm a coward and a liar...
- Bernie, I am
just trying to help.
I'm only trying to help.
I know quite a
little bit about you
just from the way Tiki talks.
- I am all that she has left.
I've come to love
her very, very much.
It's as if we've
always been together.
You know what I mean?
- Yes, I do.
You're, uh, very
highly respected
by the establishment
in this town, aren't you?
I bet it's not so
different from the other
immigrant sections
of other cities.
Are there times when a man
could so easily lose his job
or even his life if he
cooperated with anybody
but his own people?
- This is different.
We are not like that.
In the Orient...
- Bernie, aren't you
even gonna help me
guess who might have
killed that young man?
Your good friend, Tiki's friend?
Unless, unless she's
all wrong about you.
Unless you never actually did
laugh at lions like
she said you can do.
- Would you like some more tea.
- No thank you.
- Well, I know
what Tiki would like,
to see you.
Do you mind coming back
to the house for awhile?
- I'd like that very much.
(intense music)
- Tiki!
Tiki!
Tiki?
Helen?
Tiki, where are you?
Tiki?
(dramatic music)
- OK, we'll be standing by.
Yeah, I'll be standing
by this location.
Out.
Well, no blood.
Somebody sure must
have put up a fight.
- Yeah, I noticed.
- You know, if the
kid and the sitter
had to be carried
out to the street,
somebody must have seen it.
- Contact Pete.
They're sending every
Korean-speaking
officer they can find.
- Got it.
- [Bernie] No, no she was
wearing a red dress before.
- But that's the one she
spilled ice cream on in the park.
Show him Lois.
- How we doing?
- Uh, now Helen must have
changed her after we left.
One of her favorites was
blue with a white pinafore?
You still haven't
found that one?
That might be the one, Bill.
- Blue with a white pinafore?
Put the description
out that way, will you?
- Bill, there's a brown
coat missing too.
- That's a very
good sign, Mr. Kim.
That means somebody
doesn't want her getting cold.
- [Bernie] What are they doing?
- Uh, they're putting
on a phone tap.
I think you'll approve in case
it does turn out
to be a kidnapping.
Mr. Kim, if she were kidnapped,
what would anybody
stand to gain from it?
Do you have any ideas?
- No, no I have no ideas.
(knocking)
- Hello? Anybody here?
(buzzing)
Hello?
Anybody home?
What a trip.
(dogs barking)
- Lady next door is not at home.
- This is really peculiar.
Can't be that many
vacant houses around here.
- Lady in number
five's been taking
a nap all this afternoon.
- Seems like there's
been a lot of people
taking naps.
- [Joe] You said. It.
- She was? Where?
OK, we'll be right there.
(phone slams)
Pepper, Joe, we may
have found the sitter.
(police scanner
hums) (dramatic music)
- It's her all right.
- Helen, what happened?
(speaking in a foreign language)
- We had to give her a shot.
She's in a lot of pain.
- [Joe] Hey Bill?
- You better move her out.
- I've got the guy whop
found her, he's over here.
- Where?
- Over there, come on.
- Uh, Sergeant Crowley,
Sergeant Anderson.
- Hello.
- They tell me you're
the one that found her,
is that correct?
(ambulance door slams)
(sirens wail)
- Bernie!
Bernie!
Where is he?
(intense music)
Where'd he go?
(intense music)
- I'll find him.
Have Pete drop
you at the hospital.
(intense music)
- I don't really know
Bernie's habits,
friends, none of that.
I'm sorry.
Mr. Wong, if he tries to
find his niece by himself,
he could put that little
girl in even greater danger.
- Oh, I quite understand.
That poor little thing.
I just heard about it on TV.
- But since there
is publicity already
and since the people
in this part of town
do rather stick together to
look after their own leaders...
- It's not easy to know
everything that's going on
in a brand new
community this big,
but I will do
everything possible
to spread the word
to help find the little girl
and Bernie, too.
Our people must
learn, must realize,
that this violence,
this publicity,
can only bring us
all a very bad name.
- [Jenson] Well, a trade's a
trade, so as soon as you get
a news break on that
missing Korean kid...
- OK, just tell me more
about Ho Sung Lee.
- Well, I don't know
anything more about him Bill.
He's just an
ambitious young man,
who wanted to become a
newspaper man, that's all.
- Jenson, was he an informant
for any of your reporters here?
- Well, I doubt out.
He sure wasn't any
homegrown deep throat,
if that's what you're
thinking. (chuckling)
Anyway, he wanted to
write the whole thing himself,
so I said I was
sorry, I'm real busy,
but if you get something
really big, write it down
and bring it on in.
- Write what down,
bring what in?
- Well, I just figured it
was nothing but the usual
unsubstantiated crime stuff.
You know, like their
protection rackets and the mobs.
But after what's happened,
I wish to hell I knew.
(phone rings)
Yeah?
Yeah, he's right here.
- Yeah, Sergeant Crowley.
Yes Cathy?
Well, right now
I'm in the process...
OK, right away.
- I, I don't know.
I couldn't see.
- Helen, it was broad daylight.
Someone must have
come through the door.
- Mr. Kim, what do I do.
- Mr. Kim isn't here now.
- I told you Sergeant, she's in
no condition to be
questioned now.
- Just give me one
more minute, please.
Helen, where is Tiki.
Who took her?
- Tiki.
Tiki.
- She doesn't know
where she is yet.
- Helen, you don't
have to be afraid.
You're safe now.
- Leave me alone.
- No one is going to hurt you.
No one is going to
reach you to hurt you.
We've to that Helen, I promise.
- Please, no, go away please.
- [Nurse] Sergeant.
- All right, that will do.
- Oh no it won't.
- You all get out of here.
- We're on our way, lady.
- No she's almost...
- Pepper let's go.
- I can almost...
- Pepper, let's go will ya.
Sorry everybody,
on our way home.
- I'm off the case?
I'm the only cop in
town who Tiki knows.
- You didn't hear me Pepper,
I said we're off
the case, all of us.
- Well, Bill, that
makes no difference.
- Maybe the whole damn
department's off the case.
The captain got his orders
straight from
the chief's office.
Some special unit's coming in.
- Well, I can't stop now.
- Don't tell me you
can't, orders are orders.
- I won't!
I will not.
- Pepper, you're a
cop, now be a cop.
Don't you know that
you could put that kid
in even worse
danger if you interfere?
- Don't you realize
that it's my fault?
Whatever happens to
Tiki is because of me.
- All right, I'll give
you another order.
Don't go back to
the office, go home.
Just take the rest of the
day off, do you hear me?
Now, go home.
- I don't want to go home.
- Pepper, go home.
(pensive music)
- [Pepper] Go ahead, say it.
- So what?
- [Pepper] I told
you to go home.
- No, if I Said that,
then you'd say,
"I practically live
here with the hours
"you put me through, Crowley."
(Pepper grunts)
I spoil your punchline?
- Mine was much stronger.
- I bet it was. (sighing)
(Pepper sighs)
She's gonna be all right Pepper.
- I wish you were sure of that.
Why'd they take
us off this case?
- We've got an order,
we follow it Pepper.
- Period?
- Yeah, period.
For whatever the reason.
In this case, yeah, period.
- A tiny dot in a big fat manual
that says forget
the little girl out there
who needs out help.
Great.
(heavy sigh)
- What is that?
- A poem I found in their room.
You want to hear it?
- Sure.
- Dear Uncle Bernie, P.S.,
she puts P.S. at the top.
Helen helped me
to write this down,
but it is my poem to you.
I remember a far, far place.
It was not a long time ago.
I remember my mother and
father, their faces, their smiles.
It was not a long time ago.
I cry sometimes
in my bed at night
when I think of
them and of home.
But then I see your face
come to say goodnight to me
and some of the hurt
goes away with my tears.
More and more and more.
Is this why I love you so much
like I hope you love me.
Your Tiki Kim.
(heavy sigh)
She's so adorab...
How can I not?
How can I not care
what happens to her?
- Pepper, sitting around here
is not going to help anything.
Now please, will
ya, do me a favor,
go home, get some rest.
I swear to you,
anything comes in,
anything happens
at all, I'll phone you.
You know I will..
OK. (smacking)
Pepper?
- [Pepper] Solved.
All right.
(drawer slams)
(dramatic music)
- Goodnight.
- [Pepper] Goodnight.
(inquisitive music)
(knocking)
(doorbell rings)
Come in.
- Thank you for letting
me come to see you here.
- Would you like to sit down?
- Thank you.
- [Pepper] What did you
want to see me about?
- I talked to Tiki
on the telephone.
She is all right.
- Where is she?
- [Bernie] With friends.
She's very happy.
- Who? What friends?
- Some Koreans found her walking
on the street quite unharmed.
Apparently whoever took her
had second thoughts about it
and let her go.
- No, wait a minute,
hold on, I mean...
Who are these friends?
Why isn't she with you?
- They have
children of Tiki's age.
The man is quite important.
He's on his way
through from Washington
and they're staying
overnight with one of our
most prominent
bankers, Han Lin Rhee.
But don't worry, she is safe.
- Is that why you
wanted to see me?
- You'll see it in
all the papers soon.
Meanwhile, if you want
to contact me again,
I'll be staying with a friend,
who owns a candy
store on South 26th.
- Wait a minute, now...
Where is this banker?
I would like to see Tiki.
- You can't go there.
You'll get us all in trouble.
- Why?
- It's just out of our hands.
The man from
Washington has immunity.
- So?
- I'm sending Tiki
back to Korea.
Her mother's
father is still living.
He has a little farm near Busan.
- Back to Korea.
- I've often thought
it was wrong
to bring up such a little girl
in a strange new
country by myself.
- I see.
So, she is in the
custody of a diplomat?
An official who can't
be touched, is that right?
- Yes.
- And she couldn't be
stopped from leaving
the United States
even with a court order?
Is that right?
- I've given my approval.
- Uh huh.
Now, I see what happened today.
It was a kidnapping and you, uh,
you ran from us and you
got in touch with somebody.
You knew exactly who to contact,
you made your deal,
met their demands
and you sold
out your little girl.
- It is not like that.
- No?
- She'll be better off in Korea.
- Sure.
And what did you get for it?
Is she being held
hostage because you know
who killed your friend?
- I don't know who
killed Ho Sung Lee.
- You have an idea, you
know what he was working on,
you know who might
have ordered him killed.
- Do you think I want to
see her dead like he is?
- She won't be, not if
you tell us what you know.
- I'm doing this for me.
I'm doing this for her.
I have no choice.
I won't take a
chance on her life.
(door slams)
(cameras click)
- Please gentlemen, hurry it up.
The Pochow's are still tired.
We simply wanted
everyone to know
that she is perfectly all right.
- Does this mean
that kidnap story
yesterday was
just a false alarm?
- Oh no, hoodlums certainly
attempted something,
but that's for the proper
officials to describe.
I'm sure they don't
want it discussed
in front of the child.
- Mr. Rhee is quite
right gentlemen.
Please just get
your pictures and go.
Korean government
representatives
have been very cooperative
with the federal authorities.
(dramatic music)
- Hmmm, what are you doing here?
You work for Bill
Crowley don't you?
I'm Craig Jenson.
- Oh yes.
Hi, how are you?
Uh, I'm from Missouri, I
guess I still have to be shown.
Sorry.
- Oh yeah.
Shown what?
A news story
becomes a non-story?
Maybe it never was a story.
Anyway, I thought
the feds took this over?
- Please, no closer.
No questions to the
child, only pictures.
- Come on now, what do
you know that I don't know
and that they don't want
either one of us to know?
- (sighing) This is
the way it is, that's all.
There is nothing anyone can do.
(melancholy music)
(intense music)
- Stop her!
- Take me back
to Bernie, please!
(tires squeal)
- Follow her! (tires squeal)
- Say that again Pepper.
- You heard me Bill.
I just kidnapped her myself.
Now repeat, Bernie
Kim has a friend,
who owns a candy
store on South 26th.
- South 26th?
- Yes.
And get there, hurry, arrest
me, I don't care what you do.
But dear God, Bill get there.
(intense music)
Where's that candy store Tiki?
- Down there, about a block.
(intense music)
- Hello?
Get me Mr. Wong.
Yes, Mr. Wong.
(tires screech)
- Go!
Run, run to Bernie!
Hurry!
(tires squeal)
(intense music)
(honking) (tires squeal)
- Where's the girl?
- [Pepper] I don't know
what you're talking about.
- Where is she?
- I don't know.
(groaning and struggling)
(heavy footsteps and
aggressive chatter)
(upbeat music)
(sirens wail)
- [Bill] Police! Police!
Break it up! Break it up!
- Enough. Drop it.
Drop it, I said.
Drop it.
- [Man] It's all
over, it's all over.
- Come on, with your
hands up, let's go.
- Sergeant Crowley.
- Mr. Wong, (speaking
in a foreign language).
You wanna, uh,
just step out please?
That's right,
Now turn nicely,
put your little hands
on top of the car
there, spread your feet
like a little eagle, OK?
- [Man] Let's go get
those guys wrapped up.
(Tiki giggled)
- [Man] In the car, now.
- What are you laughing at?
Lions?
(Tiki giggles)
(upbeat music)
- Excellent?
- [Bill] Mmmm, good. (giggling)
- Well, there are 37
more ice cream to go.
We'll have to keep
coming here often.
- That sounds like a date.
Shake.
How about you Joseph?
- Yep, you can count on me.
- Listen, if you two
are still deciding,
I can definitely
recommend the peach.
- I was just reminding
Bernie that originally,
all Americans were immigrants.
We had to get rid of
some of our leaders, too.
- These weren't leaders,
they were bloodsuckers.
They've been put in
jail thanks to you two.
You know, that's what Lee
was working on for a year,
how the connections worked.
- He must have bee
a very brave man.
I'm sorry I didn't know him.
But at least we got
to know you and her.
- And we got to know you both.
0- Well, like my old
immigrant uncle used to say,
"As long as we got
to know each other,
"why don't we just
keep it that way?"
- All right.
- OK.
Yeah.
(happy, quirky music)
("Police Woman Theme"
by Morton Stevens)
(bright music)