Police Woman (1974–1978): Season 4, Episode 16 - Sons - full transcript
(cheerful music)
- Shake it, 'round and 'round
like a livin' roulette wheel.
What'd you say your
name was again, honey?
- [Woman] Stop it, let go!
- What's the problem?
- They're tryin'
to rape me, man!
- It was the same
during the war.
To suspected traitors,
red paint like blood
on windows,
doors, I don't like it.
(bikers cheering)
- [Tony] All right, now move!
(groaning) (dramatic music)
(dramatic music)
- [Pepper] Bill!
(dramatic music)
(tense music)
(engines rumbling)
- Let's do it!
- Stop!
Stop!
Stop!
(bikers cheering)
Stop it!
Stop!
Stop!
Jason!
Stop!
(mellow music)
- Well, okay,
fine, all right, Pete,
but listen, if you and Joe
aren't here by eight o'clock,
we eat without you, eight
o'clock sharp, ready or not.
That oughta do it.
(laughing)
I missed the punchline.
- Oh, you were the punchline.
I was just tellin' Lance
about your graduation
ceremony from the academy.
- Oh, I picked up my
certificate, gave a snappy salute,
spun around, and fell
flat on my butt, and...
(laughing)
Well, it was a riot.
I won't forget, he won't
let me forget it, this creep.
It wasn't that funny.
- It was hysterical.
- Hm, somethin' smells
good in that kitchen.
- Well, I hope so, it's
baked ham and hoe cakes.
His mom taught
me how to make 'em.
- Eh, rookie, have you got
your first assignment yet?
- Aw yeah, Bill.
See, the brass decided before
promoting me to lieutenant
that I should start out on
a little bit of foot duty first.
So, the first thing
Monday morning,
I'll be walkin' Webster Heights
with a guy named Mike Hersey.
He's been walkin'
that beat for 20 years,
so I should learn
a lot from him.
You guys know him?
- Hm, Hershey,
no, I don't think so.
But in the Webster Heights,
and ethnic purity's running
pretty high down there
since that school thing started.
- You be careful, you hear me?
- Pepper, mom sure
taught you good.
Don't worry, I'll be careful.
- If she were alive today,
she'd really be
proud of you Lance.
(gentle music)
- How 'bout a toast
to that special lady.
- A toast, to Gayle Johnson,
one of the first police
women in the department,
my teacher a lot of the
times, my inspiration, in fact,
but most of all,
to a great lady.
- Come on, baby, shake it.
Shake it, 'round and 'round
like a livin' roulette wheel.
What'd you say your
name was again, honey?
(giggling)
Aw man, can't you
do nothin' but giggle?
- [Tony] No, but
she sure can move it.
- Yeah, and for that,
she gets the door prize.
How 'bout it, honey, you like?
(giggling)
She likes!
- He probably ripped it off.
- He did.
- Tony, do I have to
keep bringin' him up here?
He spooks me.
- Okay, no more, a promise
form Tony boy, okay?
Hey now, look, tomorrow
morning, after you get outta church,
you know what we're gonna do?
- I gotta drive to San Diego
to see my folks, remember?
I promised them after
they moved, once a week.
- Well, you'll be back Tuesday.
- Yeah, my boss says
Mondays are kinda slow anyhow.
- That means we gotta
make up for lost time, right?
(giggling)
- Tony, can't you
get rid of 'em?
- Hey, come on, baby,
we're the only two here.
(giggling)
- Okay, remember,
whenever you need us,
we'll be around, all right?
Take it easy.
Well, the score
so far is six all.
- What?
- Well, we've been
in 12 stores so far.
I got six nice smiles
and six no smiles.
- You know somethin', Johnson.
That idea of
yours about goin' in
and sayin' hello to
everybody is for the birds.
- It's right out the
manual, Hershey.
First day on a new
beat, introduce yourself.
- Manual?
(engines rumbling)
- I thought you were goin'
to college these days?
(laughing)
What are ya studyin' for?
Chief of sanitation?
(laughing)
- Lose yourself, Enpalu, okay?
(engine revs)
- [Mike] Well, we get
less and less smiles
for every foot we walk.
- Well, if you just
keep on smilin',
eventually the whole
world'll smile with you.
- Oh, a philosopher too, huh?
Hey partner.
- Yeah.
- Why don't you go down
and check out the rest
of the stores in the block.
I gotta go in there and have
a little talk with a friendly.
- Hey, I'd like
to get in on that.
- Oh, no, no, he won't talk
in front of anybody else.
So, why don't you go ahead,
and I'll meet you at
the call box, okay?
- Okay.
(engines rumbling)
- Hey, look you guys,
our new neighborhood cop.
♪ Carry me back
to ole Virginny ♪
(engines rev)
- [Lance] I just wanted
to drop in and say hi.
Name's Lance Johnson.
- I'm Adamus Tarash,
Officer Johnson, welcome.
Welcome to the neighborhood.
- Thanks a lot.
- This is my
friend, Henry Carol.
Tries to beat me at gin
when I take a break, tries.
- Good to meet you, Mr. Carol.
- Larry!
This is Officer Johnson,
new on the beat.
This is my son, Larry,
- Hey, good to meet you, Larry.
- [Adamus] Goes
to medical school.
- That's pre-med, Pop.
I'm a freshman over at City.
- Hey, well you're
on your way, man.
- Right, few years from
now, I get a headache,
all I got to do is call
my kid at the hospital,
and he will say...
- Take an aspirin.
(laughing)
- Hey, it's been good
meeting you both,
and you too, Mr. Carol.
(phone ringing)
- Lance!
- Hi, Pepper.
- How's it goin'?
- Hey, great.
Except for the old tootsies,
like mom used to say,
but I think they'll make it.
- Is Hershey a good partner?
- Yeah, he's a real good guy.
- He better be, ooh.
- Eat your hearts out.
(chuckling)
Now, what did I do
to deserve all this?
- I'm a pushover for
auspicious debuts, sue me.
Now, don't baby those tootsies.
Hold it!
(engines rumbling)
- Hey, what'd you
bring me here for?
- There's a Rolls-Royce we
wanna show ya, right guys?
- Right.
- Yeah.
(chuckling)
- What, that thing?
Look, I'm not in the
mood now, ya know?
But if you have some
grass, ludes, you know.
- Hey, Larry!
What's this, night class, man?
- Ah, just once a week.
Listen, this has gotta be
your 10th day on your beat.
- No, eighth day, I
started last Monday.
- Well, you still haven't
been in for a cup of coffee yet,
and my father's starting
to get his feelings hurt.
- Well, maybe i can come
in tomorrow night, all right.
- You've got it.
(engine revs)
- [Woman] I told you,
I'm not going in here.
Now, let go of me!
You're hurting me!
Please, let go of me!
Stop it!
Let go!
- What's the problem?
- They're trying to rape
me, man, in a dumb jalopy.
- All right, you three, palms
down on the hood of the car.
Come on, move it, move it.
Come on, man, get
up against that car.
Okay, now what happened?
- Hey, what do ya
mean, what happened?
Now, you said these
guys tried to rape you.
- Hey man, how
long you been a cop?
Can't you see I was
just shuckin' you?
- All right, now get outta here.
All right, turn around, slow.
What's your name?
- Frank Enpalu.
- And you?
- Tony Yano.
- And yours?
- Jonas, Maury Jonas.
- You three live around here?
- Where do you think
we live, Sierra Vista?
- No, okay, you live here,
but this is my
neighborhood now too.
I'm going to spend eight to 10
hours a day, six days a week,
so we might as well
start off on the right foot.
Now, shove off.
(suspenseful music)
(engines rev)
(dramatic music)
(Lance groans)
♪ La dee la da dee da dee die ♪
Hey, Henry.
What?
(dramatic music)
(groaning)
- What did you do to him?
What did you do?
(engines revving)
- [Jonas] Ow!
(sirens wailing)
- Call for an ambulance.
(tense music)
We called an ambulance.
- 14A-43, beat officer down
in the alley, west of Hascal.
- 14A-43, roger.
- There's one of them!
Jonas!
- Hey man, my arm!
- I don't care about your arm.
- And I know the other
two, Yano and Enpalu.
Tony Yano, Frank Enpalu.
- Later.
(tense music)
- He's such a nice boy.
He was in my shop.
(dramatic music)
(beeping)
- Yeah, uh, listen,
have we got any
ABC violations on that bar?
- [Receptionist] Dr. Frank
Luskin, please report
to the information desk.
- You sure the
owners are liable?
(phone ringing)
That's where we go then.
- [Receptionist]
Dr. Mike Vessor...
- Okay, captain, thanks.
- [Receptionist] Nurse's
station, third floor, please.
- Yeah, we hope so too.
(phone ringing)
How is he?
- He's still in a coma.
They uh,
they found a blood
clot on the brain.
They're gonna have to operate,
but they don't know
if it's safe yet or not.
- [Receptionist]
Dr. Robert Crawl,
please call the nurse's station.
- Did you get through to Parks?
- Yeah, IAD's into this thing.
Lance's partner
claimed he went in
to have a meeting
with an informant.
The bar owner said
he came in for a drink,
that he's a steady customer.
- We're on this.
- We're on it.
(tense music)
I'm gonna call Pete and Joe.
(dramatic music)
(suspenseful music)
- I told you.
- I know.
But you tell us again, Jonas.
- I was there in that alley,
flirting with some
tramp, yeah, so what?
Wasn't me who touched the cop,
send him against
the telephone pole.
- Well, who did?
Yano, Enpalu, who?
- I don't know.
- That's very strange,
you were there.
How come you don't know?
(sighs)
- I was on my bike, it was dark.
They were standin'
in front of me
and both of 'em were swinging,
but I don't who sent him...
- Against the pole, hm?
Well, where are they?
Do yo know that?
- No.
- Tony Yano has a
girlfriend, one Lisa Vilno.
Now, where is she?
(sighs)
San Diego, she goes weekends.
Maybe she's back by now.
Look, Sergeant Anderson, I
just got back from San Diego.
The freeway traffic
was really heavy.
I've gotta get to work.
- Yes, well I
understand all that.
I'll only take a few
minutes of your time.
Now, Ms. Vilno, when was the
last time you saw Tony Yano?
- Saturday night.
- Where?
- We went to a drive-in
movie, us and some friends.
- Enpalu and Jonas, right?
- Well, you seem to know.
- With a couple girls?
- One girl, Enpalu's.
- Have you seen or heard
from Tony Yano since then?
- I said it, I just got
in, and I didn't know
he was involved in any
kinda trouble till right now.
- I'd like to talk to the
other girl, Enpalu's date.
Saturday night.
- Sergeant Anderson,
I don't know her name.
I swear that to ya.
She was a pickup, she
was a one-night stand.
And besides, nobody who
goes out with that baboon
goes out with him
more than once.
Look, it's getting
late, my boss is...
- All right.
I've asked my questions.
You've answered them.
- From what I hear, that cop
tripped and banged his head.
Nobody pushed him.
- And who did we hear that from?
- Look, if you don't
mind, Investigator Styles,
I've gotta get my kid to
school, private school.
(birds chirping)
- [Bill] Uh, we wanna
thank you, Mr. Tarash,
for identifying the assailants.
- I, uh, I only did
what I had to do,
and I'm sorry about the officer.
I pray for him.
- [Pepper] We all are.
- How is he?
- He's critical,
still unconscious.
- Uh, Mr. Tarash,
Larry, we wonder,
we'd like to know if you, uh,
if you have any idea
where they might be.
- Yano, Enpalu?
No, we don't know, and it's
your job to find them, not ours.
Am I correct?
- Well yes, but you
will get in touch with us
if you hear anything, please?
Larry, okay?
- Sure, Sergeant Anderson.
- You know the boys.
- We all went to
school together,
me and them,
Yano's girlfriend Lisa.
- Lisa Vilno?
- That's right.
- Uh, all of you, if you
get any information,
we'd like it passed
onto us, you understand?
- Sergeant Crowley and
Anderson, it's better you go now.
I have a business here.
My son has to help me and
then go to school, so please.
- Thanks again for yesterday.
You might've saved his life.
- Thanks.
(tense music)
- Frank Enpalu's mother?
- Yes.
- No, I've not seen her
for two, maybe three years.
I want to apologize for the
way some of these people here
are treating all of this,
not caring that an officer
lies in a hospital hurt.
- Excuse me, Mr. Yano.
I'm sorry to trouble you.
Sergeant Crowley with
the police department.
I'd like to talk to
you about your son.
- If we knew where our Tony was,
we wouldn't be here begging
for his safety, Sergeant.
Please leave us alone.
- [Receptionist] Dr. Escobar,
admitting desk, please.
Dr. Escobar,
admitting desk, please.
- Pepper.
- Any word?
- Bill's checking on him now.
That operation took
over seven hours.
(phone ringing)
- Talked to Parks
a little while ago.
The Jonas kid rid it out.
- He what?
- Neighborhood lawyer swung it.
Costs about 1,000 bucks.
From what we hear, his parents
and some of the neighbors
got the money together.
- Great.
People scream for law and order,
then when we show up,
half of 'em spit in our face.
- [Receptionist] Dr. Burrows,
please call 125 west.
Dr. Burrows, please call
125 west, Dr. Burrows.
- How'd it go, Bill?
- I don't know yet.
(phone ringing)
He, uh...
- May not make it.
- So, I sneak into
this graduate class,
and the doctor,
Zilizich, he's Polish,
but he sounds just like
Uncle Vego, you know?
The most important gland
in the endocrine system
is the pituitary gland, otherwise
known as the hypophysis.
What's the matter, Pop?
- Nothing, nothing's the matter.
Except yesterday, we were
down to only 30 customers, 30,
and today, all
day, how many, 19.
Why, laddie, why?
When I only did
what was right to do.
- Pop.
Pop, these things pass.
- Yeah.
- Do you know what
Mark Twain said once?
- Who?
- The great American humorist.
- Yeah.
- He said, when
angry, count to four.
When very angry,
count four and swear.
So come on, loosen
up, swear a lot.
Then wait and see, they'll
be back, business as usual.
Pop?
- Okay, you're the
smart one, I'll swear.
One,
two, this is stupid.
- Come on.
- One,
two,
three,
four, damn it!
(laughing)
(rattling)
Shh.
(feet tapping)
Wait for me.
(tense music)
- What is it, Pop?
- It was the same in my
village during the war,
to suspected traitors,
red paint like blood
on windows, doors,
even on people.
Their bodies, their hair.
I don't like this,
laddie, I don't like it.
- Sergeants Anderson and
Crowley, why don't we call them?
- No, it's too late now.
Yeah, tomorrow
morning, I will call.
- [Larry] Let me
clean that off, Pop.
- No, no, no, I'll
take care of it.
You go up to bed.
I'll be up.
(tense music)
(keys clicking)
(phone ringing)
- Hello.
What is it, Bill, is it Lance?
What?
Oh no.
(indistinctly
chattering on radio)
(tires screech)
- All right, what do you got?
- There's no signs
of attempted robbery.
The assailant obviously
broke in through a rear transom.
- Neighbor said they
heard a motorcycle stop
about a block from here on 315,
then split about
10, 11 minutes later.
- Let's go.
(indistinctly
chattering on radio)
All the preliminary's done?
- Yeah, but I can't get the
father away from the shop.
- Mr. Tarash,
please, Mr. Tarash.
- I was asleep upstairs.
I heard the noise.
Thought it was the cat.
Heard another noise.
Came downstairs, like
my laddie did before me.
He was here, like this.
- Sir.
- It's all right.
(whimpering)
- Sleep.
Sleep, sleep, my boy.
Dream of your mama,
of her smile when she'd see you.
Remember.
(camera clicks)
Get away from my boy!
- Please, Mr. Tarash.
It has to be done this way.
(tense music)
- Why don't you go
lie down, Mr. Tarash.
- I'll stay with
him for a while.
(camera clicks)
- Pete, Joe, drag that
Jonas kid outta bed
and bring him in again,
and if he's not in
bed, then you find him.
(dramatic music)
- Maury who?
- [Bill] Jonas, Maury Jonas.
- Never heard of him.
- Yeah, well, he's involved
in this case we're working on.
See, we questioned
him again this morning.
He told us that this man
Enpalu, Frank Enpalu
was hiding out
here in your place.
You recognize this guy?
- Enpalu, is that his name?
- Enpalu.
- Huh, he told me his
name was Frank Brown, ha,
that's what Roz
thought it was too.
(chuckles)
Come in, won't you sit down?
Have a cup of coffee.
Say, the first night
he moved here,
he went right from room seven
to the room of
mirrors, as I call it.
That's Roz's room.
Oh, pardon me,
Rosalinda Bonebright.
- Uh, excuse me, who
is Rosalinda Bonebright?
- Aw, she's a
longstanding tenant here,
must be pushin' 50,
either and, and rich.
She knows this
is the kinda place
she can find herself
young studs by the barrel,
and this last one was
this Brown or Enpalu
or whatever you wanna call him.
You like cookies?
I love 'em, I'll get you one.
- Are either one
of them here now?
- No, no, she told
me that they were
going on a little trippy
'bout an hour ago.
- Did she say where?
- Oh, I don't know,
north, south, east, or west,
if I was a compass,
her little trippies
would drive me cuckoo.
All I know is they left
for somewhere in her car.
- What kind of a
car does she drive?
- Oh, I don't know, one
of those English big jobs.
You'll have to ask one
of the other tenants.
- My son, you didn't
really know him.
- No.
(sullen music)
- He was such a beautiful boy.
Such a beautiful boy.
- Mr. Tarash, you
can't go on like this.
You've got try to get some rest.
Now please.
- I can't, I can't.
- Come on, yes you can try.
Come on.
- You didn't know my boy.
- I can't imagine what
it's like losing a child.
It's one of the, one
of the hardest things
about being a cop
is seeing children die.
- I wish it would have been,
I wish it would have been me.
- If it had, what, what
would you want for Larry?
To go on living, right?
Wherever he is,
that's what he wants,
for you to go on living.
- First my wife,
now my boy.
(phone ringing)
- [Bill] How's Tarash?
- Oh, much better
when I left him.
- [Bill] Good.
Listen, the Enpalu kid...
- Yeah, Pete told me.
- [Bill] Yeah?
- He left this morning
with a woman.
Does it check out?
- It checks out with her M.O.
regarding young male
Caucasians, yeah.
We put out a broadcast on
the car, nothin' on him yet,
but I got this
from Intelligence.
Three years ago, Mrs. Irma
Enpalu, age 36, divorcee
suffered a nervous breakdown,
was admitted to the
Goodvale State Sanitarium
under her maiden name, Spoller.
One day, about a year later,
she found her son Francis,
asked him to come visit her.
He arrived, they got into
an argument in her room.
He hit her several
times, then ran.
That night, the woman
committed suicide.
- Francis, Frank,
that's Frank Enpalu.
- Yeah.
- Why didn't any of this
show up in his juvenile jacket?
- Because it was filed
under her maiden
name, Spoller, not Enpalu.
- Pepper.
- Yeah.
- Bill.
They want us at
the hospital, Lance.
(tense music) (machine buzzing)
- Pepper.
- And may God give
him a merciful judgment
and forgive all his sins,
and may Christ the good
shepherd lead him safely home
to be with God our Father,
and may he be happy
forever with all the saints
in the presence
of the eternal King.
(gentle organ music)
- Wait!
Before you carry him away
from me, from this house of God,
let me speak to some
of these mourners
who've come here
to pray for my son.
Let me remind you how
you helped to kill my boy.
No, none of you put
the knife into his body,
but the one who did,
the seeds of a small mind,
of bigotry, of evil, the
seeds of too many of you
are in him who did it,
and know this, those of
you, and you know who,
and never forget this,
I, Adamus Tarash, I hate you.
For all the love
and understanding
and caring inside him,
inside his soul, I hate
you with all of mine.
With all my soul!
- Mr. Tarash, please.
(gentle organ music)
(crying)
- Pity us, the poor
children of Eve.
To thee we send up our sighs,
mourning and weeping
in this vale of tears.
Amen
- [Pepper] Lisa.
- This is church.
- Yes, mm-hmm.
- And I don't intend to answer
any of your questions
here or anywhere, I told you.
- I know what you told me.
Now, what I wanna know is,
have you seen Tony Yano recently?
- No.
- Do you know if he was
back in the neighborhood
the other night, Friday?
- No.
- Lisa, this is not something...
- Look, I can't help you.
If I knew anything,
I would, but I don't.
Listen, it's Frank Enpalu
you should be after
because if anybody I
know killed Larry, it was him.
He's an animal, you ask anybody.
- Thank you.
I went around to
where she works,
where she used to
live with her parents,
talked to about a dozen girls
who know her and
Yano, same thing.
She's obviously very
hung up on the guy.
- Well, I'm all for young love,
but does she know where he is?
- I don't know.
- Come on, Pepper,
what do you think?
I mean, what's
your gut instinct?
- I just don't know on this one.
(phone rings)
- Okay, Pete, Joe, put
around-the-clock watch
on this girl beginning
right now, okay?
- Hmm.
- Yeah, Crowley.
Yeah.
Oh yeah.
Uh, right.
No, no, we know
how to get there.
We'll see you in 20
minutes Mr. Bonebright.
(suspenseful music)
- Bonebright, young
male Caucasians.
- Just back from San
Francisco, just flew in,
wants to talk to us
about Frankie Enpalu.
(gentle music)
- Now, I don't want
you both to think I, uh,
normally travel with boys.
It's simply that I...
- We are not
interested in the ages
of your companions,
Miss Bonebright.
- You're very rude,
Sergeant Snapper, is it?
- If you will just
answer the questions.
We are investigating a murder,
not a missing jar of cold cream.
- We headed north towards
San Francisco in my Bentley,
custom '75, black, sun roof.
We made a few
stops along the way.
(chuckles)
And of course, last night
we arrived in Sausalito,
a motel, the Bay
Arms, not cheap.
This morning when I woke
up, that freak was gone.
So was my car, my purse,
my credit cards, and my cash.
Fortunately, I knew
the motel manager,
and he gave me the
cash to fly back here.
- Friday night, you were
here together, weren't you?
Is that right?
- Yes, that's right.
- All night?
Is there a chance that he
might've left at one point?
- I, uh, look, I'm
not a heavy drinker,
but that particular
night was vodka night,
and I did go in a
very deep sleep.
He was here when I went to bed,
and he was here when I woke up,
but in between time, yeah,
yeah, there's a possibility he,
he could've left this place.
He could've gone out.
- Miss Bonebright,
did he talk to you
about the trouble he was in?
- Um, that business about the
black cop and being fingered?
Oh yes, oh yes, he
talked a lot about that,
with blood in his eyes, my dear.
(phone ringing)
- Hello.
Where are you?
- A cabin, nobody home.
I guess they use
it for weekends.
The cops, Lisa, they
talk to you again?
- Yes.
- You say anything?
- No, no, I didn't.
- I want you to meet me, baby.
Meet me here in a little while
and we'll go away together,
somewheres, you and me.
- But Tony.
- What?
- Well, why don't you
call the police first,
and just clear all this up.
- Hey, come on,
you gotta know it,
I can't do anything
till they pick up Frankie
and get him to confess,
and there's that cop
still in the hospital, huh?
And they're aren't exactly
gonna treat me too nice
I go walkin' in there.
Now look, look, if you don't
wanna come away with me,
well, at least be with
me one more time.
Come on, Lisa.
(suspenseful music)
- Well, she doesn't look
like she's goin' to work today.
(engine rumbling)
- Where are you now, Pete.
- Yeah, we're on, we're on
Rayburn approaching Linden.
- We'll take Clive.
- We'll cut through Clive
and meet up with you.
- Right.
- [Bill] Okay, we're
right behind you, Pete.
Looks like she's headed
for the freeway, Joe.
(tires screeching)
(tense music)
- Hey, you all right?
- Hey, you guys all right?
- It's his eye, he bumped it.
- I hit my head on the dash.
- Pete, Pete, are you all right?
- No, I'm fine.
- Yeah, sure you are.
Listen, Joe.
- Yeah.
- Call in for a sheriff's
medic, will ya?
And stay with him, okay?
- Yeah, and I'll check to see
if there's a
chopper in the area.
- Good.
- Okay.
- Get that truck
outta here, will you?
We're both stuck.
- 12Y-52 to Central.
(suspenseful music)
- [Central] 12Y-52, go ahead.
- 12Y-52 to ground
air support, code two,
in the vicinity of
Harvard Boulevard.
(suspenseful music)
- Tony!
Tony!
(dramatic music)
- [Officer] Air one to
12Y-50, we've just spotted
a green Pinto parked in
front of a cabin on Barris Road.
Could be it,
repeat, Barris Road.
(tense music)
- Tony?
Tony!
- I'm glad you came.
- Yeah, I guess I had to.
- Why?
- Because I love you,
and it's empty without
you, kinda scary.
- Why scary?
You didn't tell 'em anything?
- That's right.
- But you know I
was around that night.
- Well, so what?
You were with me.
You didn't kill Larry.
- I don't know if I
could really trust you.
I hate to do this, Lisa.
You're really a nice kid.
I gotta take care of you now.
(Lisa screams)
They way I handled
that cop and Tarash.
I thought it was his old
man who came down.
He's the snitch I
was really after.
The same flesh and
blood, what the hell, huh?
- No!
(dramatic music)
(Lisa panting)
No!
No.
- Open it!
- Hey!
(birds chirping)
(suspenseful music)
- Easy now or I'll put this
knife right through your liver.
Now, drop the gun.
(tense music)
All right, now move.
Come on.
All right, get in the car.
All right, now move!
(Tony groaning) (dramatic music)
(gun fires)
- Bill!
Bill!
Bill.
(Tony gasping)
(tense music)
- Where's Pepper,
isn't she comin'?
- [Bill] Yeah, she'll
be over a little later.
She had to go over
to see Mr. Tarash,
tell him what happened.
- Oh, that was a great
son he had, good kid.
- [Bill] Yeah.
- Pete, he okay?
(laughs)
- Yeah, Pete's gonna
stop by with Joe.
Pete wants to match
stitches with ya.
(laughs)
- So, I guess the doc
told you about me, huh?
- No, what?
- My left leg.
I'm not exactly gonna qualify
for the Olympics for
the next few months,
but soon as it's
movin' right again,
I've requested to
go back on foot duty,
back to the same neighborhood.
- Webster Heights?
- Yeah.
- Man, you're glutton
for punishment.
- No, I'm gonna show
'em what a good cop is,
a damn good cop.
- With all your charmin'
ways and your simpatico,
you just better.
(laughing)
You just better stay
outta dark alleys.
(laughing)
- Yano.
I wouldn't have thought him.
A good young child, good
parents, but you never know.
- I saw the for sale
sign downstairs.
- Yes, I'm going to sell.
I can't even walk into
the shop anymore.
- Let's stay in touch.
(gentle music)
- I'll remember you, that's
how we'll keep in touch, okay?
- I have to get to the hospital.
- Uh...
- Yes.
- [Adamus] The young
officer, he's going to be okay?
- Thank God, yes,
he'll be all right.
- Sergeant Anderson.
I want you to know that
when you were with me
here that terrible day,
that wasn't just a cop
sitting here talking to me.
That was a woman,
a very special
woman, and I thank her.
(sighs)
(dramatic music)
(dramatic jingling)
(dramatic jingling)
- Shake it, 'round and 'round
like a livin' roulette wheel.
What'd you say your
name was again, honey?
- [Woman] Stop it, let go!
- What's the problem?
- They're tryin'
to rape me, man!
- It was the same
during the war.
To suspected traitors,
red paint like blood
on windows,
doors, I don't like it.
(bikers cheering)
- [Tony] All right, now move!
(groaning) (dramatic music)
(dramatic music)
- [Pepper] Bill!
(dramatic music)
(tense music)
(engines rumbling)
- Let's do it!
- Stop!
Stop!
Stop!
(bikers cheering)
Stop it!
Stop!
Stop!
Jason!
Stop!
(mellow music)
- Well, okay,
fine, all right, Pete,
but listen, if you and Joe
aren't here by eight o'clock,
we eat without you, eight
o'clock sharp, ready or not.
That oughta do it.
(laughing)
I missed the punchline.
- Oh, you were the punchline.
I was just tellin' Lance
about your graduation
ceremony from the academy.
- Oh, I picked up my
certificate, gave a snappy salute,
spun around, and fell
flat on my butt, and...
(laughing)
Well, it was a riot.
I won't forget, he won't
let me forget it, this creep.
It wasn't that funny.
- It was hysterical.
- Hm, somethin' smells
good in that kitchen.
- Well, I hope so, it's
baked ham and hoe cakes.
His mom taught
me how to make 'em.
- Eh, rookie, have you got
your first assignment yet?
- Aw yeah, Bill.
See, the brass decided before
promoting me to lieutenant
that I should start out on
a little bit of foot duty first.
So, the first thing
Monday morning,
I'll be walkin' Webster Heights
with a guy named Mike Hersey.
He's been walkin'
that beat for 20 years,
so I should learn
a lot from him.
You guys know him?
- Hm, Hershey,
no, I don't think so.
But in the Webster Heights,
and ethnic purity's running
pretty high down there
since that school thing started.
- You be careful, you hear me?
- Pepper, mom sure
taught you good.
Don't worry, I'll be careful.
- If she were alive today,
she'd really be
proud of you Lance.
(gentle music)
- How 'bout a toast
to that special lady.
- A toast, to Gayle Johnson,
one of the first police
women in the department,
my teacher a lot of the
times, my inspiration, in fact,
but most of all,
to a great lady.
- Come on, baby, shake it.
Shake it, 'round and 'round
like a livin' roulette wheel.
What'd you say your
name was again, honey?
(giggling)
Aw man, can't you
do nothin' but giggle?
- [Tony] No, but
she sure can move it.
- Yeah, and for that,
she gets the door prize.
How 'bout it, honey, you like?
(giggling)
She likes!
- He probably ripped it off.
- He did.
- Tony, do I have to
keep bringin' him up here?
He spooks me.
- Okay, no more, a promise
form Tony boy, okay?
Hey now, look, tomorrow
morning, after you get outta church,
you know what we're gonna do?
- I gotta drive to San Diego
to see my folks, remember?
I promised them after
they moved, once a week.
- Well, you'll be back Tuesday.
- Yeah, my boss says
Mondays are kinda slow anyhow.
- That means we gotta
make up for lost time, right?
(giggling)
- Tony, can't you
get rid of 'em?
- Hey, come on, baby,
we're the only two here.
(giggling)
- Okay, remember,
whenever you need us,
we'll be around, all right?
Take it easy.
Well, the score
so far is six all.
- What?
- Well, we've been
in 12 stores so far.
I got six nice smiles
and six no smiles.
- You know somethin', Johnson.
That idea of
yours about goin' in
and sayin' hello to
everybody is for the birds.
- It's right out the
manual, Hershey.
First day on a new
beat, introduce yourself.
- Manual?
(engines rumbling)
- I thought you were goin'
to college these days?
(laughing)
What are ya studyin' for?
Chief of sanitation?
(laughing)
- Lose yourself, Enpalu, okay?
(engine revs)
- [Mike] Well, we get
less and less smiles
for every foot we walk.
- Well, if you just
keep on smilin',
eventually the whole
world'll smile with you.
- Oh, a philosopher too, huh?
Hey partner.
- Yeah.
- Why don't you go down
and check out the rest
of the stores in the block.
I gotta go in there and have
a little talk with a friendly.
- Hey, I'd like
to get in on that.
- Oh, no, no, he won't talk
in front of anybody else.
So, why don't you go ahead,
and I'll meet you at
the call box, okay?
- Okay.
(engines rumbling)
- Hey, look you guys,
our new neighborhood cop.
♪ Carry me back
to ole Virginny ♪
(engines rev)
- [Lance] I just wanted
to drop in and say hi.
Name's Lance Johnson.
- I'm Adamus Tarash,
Officer Johnson, welcome.
Welcome to the neighborhood.
- Thanks a lot.
- This is my
friend, Henry Carol.
Tries to beat me at gin
when I take a break, tries.
- Good to meet you, Mr. Carol.
- Larry!
This is Officer Johnson,
new on the beat.
This is my son, Larry,
- Hey, good to meet you, Larry.
- [Adamus] Goes
to medical school.
- That's pre-med, Pop.
I'm a freshman over at City.
- Hey, well you're
on your way, man.
- Right, few years from
now, I get a headache,
all I got to do is call
my kid at the hospital,
and he will say...
- Take an aspirin.
(laughing)
- Hey, it's been good
meeting you both,
and you too, Mr. Carol.
(phone ringing)
- Lance!
- Hi, Pepper.
- How's it goin'?
- Hey, great.
Except for the old tootsies,
like mom used to say,
but I think they'll make it.
- Is Hershey a good partner?
- Yeah, he's a real good guy.
- He better be, ooh.
- Eat your hearts out.
(chuckling)
Now, what did I do
to deserve all this?
- I'm a pushover for
auspicious debuts, sue me.
Now, don't baby those tootsies.
Hold it!
(engines rumbling)
- Hey, what'd you
bring me here for?
- There's a Rolls-Royce we
wanna show ya, right guys?
- Right.
- Yeah.
(chuckling)
- What, that thing?
Look, I'm not in the
mood now, ya know?
But if you have some
grass, ludes, you know.
- Hey, Larry!
What's this, night class, man?
- Ah, just once a week.
Listen, this has gotta be
your 10th day on your beat.
- No, eighth day, I
started last Monday.
- Well, you still haven't
been in for a cup of coffee yet,
and my father's starting
to get his feelings hurt.
- Well, maybe i can come
in tomorrow night, all right.
- You've got it.
(engine revs)
- [Woman] I told you,
I'm not going in here.
Now, let go of me!
You're hurting me!
Please, let go of me!
Stop it!
Let go!
- What's the problem?
- They're trying to rape
me, man, in a dumb jalopy.
- All right, you three, palms
down on the hood of the car.
Come on, move it, move it.
Come on, man, get
up against that car.
Okay, now what happened?
- Hey, what do ya
mean, what happened?
Now, you said these
guys tried to rape you.
- Hey man, how
long you been a cop?
Can't you see I was
just shuckin' you?
- All right, now get outta here.
All right, turn around, slow.
What's your name?
- Frank Enpalu.
- And you?
- Tony Yano.
- And yours?
- Jonas, Maury Jonas.
- You three live around here?
- Where do you think
we live, Sierra Vista?
- No, okay, you live here,
but this is my
neighborhood now too.
I'm going to spend eight to 10
hours a day, six days a week,
so we might as well
start off on the right foot.
Now, shove off.
(suspenseful music)
(engines rev)
(dramatic music)
(Lance groans)
♪ La dee la da dee da dee die ♪
Hey, Henry.
What?
(dramatic music)
(groaning)
- What did you do to him?
What did you do?
(engines revving)
- [Jonas] Ow!
(sirens wailing)
- Call for an ambulance.
(tense music)
We called an ambulance.
- 14A-43, beat officer down
in the alley, west of Hascal.
- 14A-43, roger.
- There's one of them!
Jonas!
- Hey man, my arm!
- I don't care about your arm.
- And I know the other
two, Yano and Enpalu.
Tony Yano, Frank Enpalu.
- Later.
(tense music)
- He's such a nice boy.
He was in my shop.
(dramatic music)
(beeping)
- Yeah, uh, listen,
have we got any
ABC violations on that bar?
- [Receptionist] Dr. Frank
Luskin, please report
to the information desk.
- You sure the
owners are liable?
(phone ringing)
That's where we go then.
- [Receptionist]
Dr. Mike Vessor...
- Okay, captain, thanks.
- [Receptionist] Nurse's
station, third floor, please.
- Yeah, we hope so too.
(phone ringing)
How is he?
- He's still in a coma.
They uh,
they found a blood
clot on the brain.
They're gonna have to operate,
but they don't know
if it's safe yet or not.
- [Receptionist]
Dr. Robert Crawl,
please call the nurse's station.
- Did you get through to Parks?
- Yeah, IAD's into this thing.
Lance's partner
claimed he went in
to have a meeting
with an informant.
The bar owner said
he came in for a drink,
that he's a steady customer.
- We're on this.
- We're on it.
(tense music)
I'm gonna call Pete and Joe.
(dramatic music)
(suspenseful music)
- I told you.
- I know.
But you tell us again, Jonas.
- I was there in that alley,
flirting with some
tramp, yeah, so what?
Wasn't me who touched the cop,
send him against
the telephone pole.
- Well, who did?
Yano, Enpalu, who?
- I don't know.
- That's very strange,
you were there.
How come you don't know?
(sighs)
- I was on my bike, it was dark.
They were standin'
in front of me
and both of 'em were swinging,
but I don't who sent him...
- Against the pole, hm?
Well, where are they?
Do yo know that?
- No.
- Tony Yano has a
girlfriend, one Lisa Vilno.
Now, where is she?
(sighs)
San Diego, she goes weekends.
Maybe she's back by now.
Look, Sergeant Anderson, I
just got back from San Diego.
The freeway traffic
was really heavy.
I've gotta get to work.
- Yes, well I
understand all that.
I'll only take a few
minutes of your time.
Now, Ms. Vilno, when was the
last time you saw Tony Yano?
- Saturday night.
- Where?
- We went to a drive-in
movie, us and some friends.
- Enpalu and Jonas, right?
- Well, you seem to know.
- With a couple girls?
- One girl, Enpalu's.
- Have you seen or heard
from Tony Yano since then?
- I said it, I just got
in, and I didn't know
he was involved in any
kinda trouble till right now.
- I'd like to talk to the
other girl, Enpalu's date.
Saturday night.
- Sergeant Anderson,
I don't know her name.
I swear that to ya.
She was a pickup, she
was a one-night stand.
And besides, nobody who
goes out with that baboon
goes out with him
more than once.
Look, it's getting
late, my boss is...
- All right.
I've asked my questions.
You've answered them.
- From what I hear, that cop
tripped and banged his head.
Nobody pushed him.
- And who did we hear that from?
- Look, if you don't
mind, Investigator Styles,
I've gotta get my kid to
school, private school.
(birds chirping)
- [Bill] Uh, we wanna
thank you, Mr. Tarash,
for identifying the assailants.
- I, uh, I only did
what I had to do,
and I'm sorry about the officer.
I pray for him.
- [Pepper] We all are.
- How is he?
- He's critical,
still unconscious.
- Uh, Mr. Tarash,
Larry, we wonder,
we'd like to know if you, uh,
if you have any idea
where they might be.
- Yano, Enpalu?
No, we don't know, and it's
your job to find them, not ours.
Am I correct?
- Well yes, but you
will get in touch with us
if you hear anything, please?
Larry, okay?
- Sure, Sergeant Anderson.
- You know the boys.
- We all went to
school together,
me and them,
Yano's girlfriend Lisa.
- Lisa Vilno?
- That's right.
- Uh, all of you, if you
get any information,
we'd like it passed
onto us, you understand?
- Sergeant Crowley and
Anderson, it's better you go now.
I have a business here.
My son has to help me and
then go to school, so please.
- Thanks again for yesterday.
You might've saved his life.
- Thanks.
(tense music)
- Frank Enpalu's mother?
- Yes.
- No, I've not seen her
for two, maybe three years.
I want to apologize for the
way some of these people here
are treating all of this,
not caring that an officer
lies in a hospital hurt.
- Excuse me, Mr. Yano.
I'm sorry to trouble you.
Sergeant Crowley with
the police department.
I'd like to talk to
you about your son.
- If we knew where our Tony was,
we wouldn't be here begging
for his safety, Sergeant.
Please leave us alone.
- [Receptionist] Dr. Escobar,
admitting desk, please.
Dr. Escobar,
admitting desk, please.
- Pepper.
- Any word?
- Bill's checking on him now.
That operation took
over seven hours.
(phone ringing)
- Talked to Parks
a little while ago.
The Jonas kid rid it out.
- He what?
- Neighborhood lawyer swung it.
Costs about 1,000 bucks.
From what we hear, his parents
and some of the neighbors
got the money together.
- Great.
People scream for law and order,
then when we show up,
half of 'em spit in our face.
- [Receptionist] Dr. Burrows,
please call 125 west.
Dr. Burrows, please call
125 west, Dr. Burrows.
- How'd it go, Bill?
- I don't know yet.
(phone ringing)
He, uh...
- May not make it.
- So, I sneak into
this graduate class,
and the doctor,
Zilizich, he's Polish,
but he sounds just like
Uncle Vego, you know?
The most important gland
in the endocrine system
is the pituitary gland, otherwise
known as the hypophysis.
What's the matter, Pop?
- Nothing, nothing's the matter.
Except yesterday, we were
down to only 30 customers, 30,
and today, all
day, how many, 19.
Why, laddie, why?
When I only did
what was right to do.
- Pop.
Pop, these things pass.
- Yeah.
- Do you know what
Mark Twain said once?
- Who?
- The great American humorist.
- Yeah.
- He said, when
angry, count to four.
When very angry,
count four and swear.
So come on, loosen
up, swear a lot.
Then wait and see, they'll
be back, business as usual.
Pop?
- Okay, you're the
smart one, I'll swear.
One,
two, this is stupid.
- Come on.
- One,
two,
three,
four, damn it!
(laughing)
(rattling)
Shh.
(feet tapping)
Wait for me.
(tense music)
- What is it, Pop?
- It was the same in my
village during the war,
to suspected traitors,
red paint like blood
on windows, doors,
even on people.
Their bodies, their hair.
I don't like this,
laddie, I don't like it.
- Sergeants Anderson and
Crowley, why don't we call them?
- No, it's too late now.
Yeah, tomorrow
morning, I will call.
- [Larry] Let me
clean that off, Pop.
- No, no, no, I'll
take care of it.
You go up to bed.
I'll be up.
(tense music)
(keys clicking)
(phone ringing)
- Hello.
What is it, Bill, is it Lance?
What?
Oh no.
(indistinctly
chattering on radio)
(tires screech)
- All right, what do you got?
- There's no signs
of attempted robbery.
The assailant obviously
broke in through a rear transom.
- Neighbor said they
heard a motorcycle stop
about a block from here on 315,
then split about
10, 11 minutes later.
- Let's go.
(indistinctly
chattering on radio)
All the preliminary's done?
- Yeah, but I can't get the
father away from the shop.
- Mr. Tarash,
please, Mr. Tarash.
- I was asleep upstairs.
I heard the noise.
Thought it was the cat.
Heard another noise.
Came downstairs, like
my laddie did before me.
He was here, like this.
- Sir.
- It's all right.
(whimpering)
- Sleep.
Sleep, sleep, my boy.
Dream of your mama,
of her smile when she'd see you.
Remember.
(camera clicks)
Get away from my boy!
- Please, Mr. Tarash.
It has to be done this way.
(tense music)
- Why don't you go
lie down, Mr. Tarash.
- I'll stay with
him for a while.
(camera clicks)
- Pete, Joe, drag that
Jonas kid outta bed
and bring him in again,
and if he's not in
bed, then you find him.
(dramatic music)
- Maury who?
- [Bill] Jonas, Maury Jonas.
- Never heard of him.
- Yeah, well, he's involved
in this case we're working on.
See, we questioned
him again this morning.
He told us that this man
Enpalu, Frank Enpalu
was hiding out
here in your place.
You recognize this guy?
- Enpalu, is that his name?
- Enpalu.
- Huh, he told me his
name was Frank Brown, ha,
that's what Roz
thought it was too.
(chuckles)
Come in, won't you sit down?
Have a cup of coffee.
Say, the first night
he moved here,
he went right from room seven
to the room of
mirrors, as I call it.
That's Roz's room.
Oh, pardon me,
Rosalinda Bonebright.
- Uh, excuse me, who
is Rosalinda Bonebright?
- Aw, she's a
longstanding tenant here,
must be pushin' 50,
either and, and rich.
She knows this
is the kinda place
she can find herself
young studs by the barrel,
and this last one was
this Brown or Enpalu
or whatever you wanna call him.
You like cookies?
I love 'em, I'll get you one.
- Are either one
of them here now?
- No, no, she told
me that they were
going on a little trippy
'bout an hour ago.
- Did she say where?
- Oh, I don't know,
north, south, east, or west,
if I was a compass,
her little trippies
would drive me cuckoo.
All I know is they left
for somewhere in her car.
- What kind of a
car does she drive?
- Oh, I don't know, one
of those English big jobs.
You'll have to ask one
of the other tenants.
- My son, you didn't
really know him.
- No.
(sullen music)
- He was such a beautiful boy.
Such a beautiful boy.
- Mr. Tarash, you
can't go on like this.
You've got try to get some rest.
Now please.
- I can't, I can't.
- Come on, yes you can try.
Come on.
- You didn't know my boy.
- I can't imagine what
it's like losing a child.
It's one of the, one
of the hardest things
about being a cop
is seeing children die.
- I wish it would have been,
I wish it would have been me.
- If it had, what, what
would you want for Larry?
To go on living, right?
Wherever he is,
that's what he wants,
for you to go on living.
- First my wife,
now my boy.
(phone ringing)
- [Bill] How's Tarash?
- Oh, much better
when I left him.
- [Bill] Good.
Listen, the Enpalu kid...
- Yeah, Pete told me.
- [Bill] Yeah?
- He left this morning
with a woman.
Does it check out?
- It checks out with her M.O.
regarding young male
Caucasians, yeah.
We put out a broadcast on
the car, nothin' on him yet,
but I got this
from Intelligence.
Three years ago, Mrs. Irma
Enpalu, age 36, divorcee
suffered a nervous breakdown,
was admitted to the
Goodvale State Sanitarium
under her maiden name, Spoller.
One day, about a year later,
she found her son Francis,
asked him to come visit her.
He arrived, they got into
an argument in her room.
He hit her several
times, then ran.
That night, the woman
committed suicide.
- Francis, Frank,
that's Frank Enpalu.
- Yeah.
- Why didn't any of this
show up in his juvenile jacket?
- Because it was filed
under her maiden
name, Spoller, not Enpalu.
- Pepper.
- Yeah.
- Bill.
They want us at
the hospital, Lance.
(tense music) (machine buzzing)
- Pepper.
- And may God give
him a merciful judgment
and forgive all his sins,
and may Christ the good
shepherd lead him safely home
to be with God our Father,
and may he be happy
forever with all the saints
in the presence
of the eternal King.
(gentle organ music)
- Wait!
Before you carry him away
from me, from this house of God,
let me speak to some
of these mourners
who've come here
to pray for my son.
Let me remind you how
you helped to kill my boy.
No, none of you put
the knife into his body,
but the one who did,
the seeds of a small mind,
of bigotry, of evil, the
seeds of too many of you
are in him who did it,
and know this, those of
you, and you know who,
and never forget this,
I, Adamus Tarash, I hate you.
For all the love
and understanding
and caring inside him,
inside his soul, I hate
you with all of mine.
With all my soul!
- Mr. Tarash, please.
(gentle organ music)
(crying)
- Pity us, the poor
children of Eve.
To thee we send up our sighs,
mourning and weeping
in this vale of tears.
Amen
- [Pepper] Lisa.
- This is church.
- Yes, mm-hmm.
- And I don't intend to answer
any of your questions
here or anywhere, I told you.
- I know what you told me.
Now, what I wanna know is,
have you seen Tony Yano recently?
- No.
- Do you know if he was
back in the neighborhood
the other night, Friday?
- No.
- Lisa, this is not something...
- Look, I can't help you.
If I knew anything,
I would, but I don't.
Listen, it's Frank Enpalu
you should be after
because if anybody I
know killed Larry, it was him.
He's an animal, you ask anybody.
- Thank you.
I went around to
where she works,
where she used to
live with her parents,
talked to about a dozen girls
who know her and
Yano, same thing.
She's obviously very
hung up on the guy.
- Well, I'm all for young love,
but does she know where he is?
- I don't know.
- Come on, Pepper,
what do you think?
I mean, what's
your gut instinct?
- I just don't know on this one.
(phone rings)
- Okay, Pete, Joe, put
around-the-clock watch
on this girl beginning
right now, okay?
- Hmm.
- Yeah, Crowley.
Yeah.
Oh yeah.
Uh, right.
No, no, we know
how to get there.
We'll see you in 20
minutes Mr. Bonebright.
(suspenseful music)
- Bonebright, young
male Caucasians.
- Just back from San
Francisco, just flew in,
wants to talk to us
about Frankie Enpalu.
(gentle music)
- Now, I don't want
you both to think I, uh,
normally travel with boys.
It's simply that I...
- We are not
interested in the ages
of your companions,
Miss Bonebright.
- You're very rude,
Sergeant Snapper, is it?
- If you will just
answer the questions.
We are investigating a murder,
not a missing jar of cold cream.
- We headed north towards
San Francisco in my Bentley,
custom '75, black, sun roof.
We made a few
stops along the way.
(chuckles)
And of course, last night
we arrived in Sausalito,
a motel, the Bay
Arms, not cheap.
This morning when I woke
up, that freak was gone.
So was my car, my purse,
my credit cards, and my cash.
Fortunately, I knew
the motel manager,
and he gave me the
cash to fly back here.
- Friday night, you were
here together, weren't you?
Is that right?
- Yes, that's right.
- All night?
Is there a chance that he
might've left at one point?
- I, uh, look, I'm
not a heavy drinker,
but that particular
night was vodka night,
and I did go in a
very deep sleep.
He was here when I went to bed,
and he was here when I woke up,
but in between time, yeah,
yeah, there's a possibility he,
he could've left this place.
He could've gone out.
- Miss Bonebright,
did he talk to you
about the trouble he was in?
- Um, that business about the
black cop and being fingered?
Oh yes, oh yes, he
talked a lot about that,
with blood in his eyes, my dear.
(phone ringing)
- Hello.
Where are you?
- A cabin, nobody home.
I guess they use
it for weekends.
The cops, Lisa, they
talk to you again?
- Yes.
- You say anything?
- No, no, I didn't.
- I want you to meet me, baby.
Meet me here in a little while
and we'll go away together,
somewheres, you and me.
- But Tony.
- What?
- Well, why don't you
call the police first,
and just clear all this up.
- Hey, come on,
you gotta know it,
I can't do anything
till they pick up Frankie
and get him to confess,
and there's that cop
still in the hospital, huh?
And they're aren't exactly
gonna treat me too nice
I go walkin' in there.
Now look, look, if you don't
wanna come away with me,
well, at least be with
me one more time.
Come on, Lisa.
(suspenseful music)
- Well, she doesn't look
like she's goin' to work today.
(engine rumbling)
- Where are you now, Pete.
- Yeah, we're on, we're on
Rayburn approaching Linden.
- We'll take Clive.
- We'll cut through Clive
and meet up with you.
- Right.
- [Bill] Okay, we're
right behind you, Pete.
Looks like she's headed
for the freeway, Joe.
(tires screeching)
(tense music)
- Hey, you all right?
- Hey, you guys all right?
- It's his eye, he bumped it.
- I hit my head on the dash.
- Pete, Pete, are you all right?
- No, I'm fine.
- Yeah, sure you are.
Listen, Joe.
- Yeah.
- Call in for a sheriff's
medic, will ya?
And stay with him, okay?
- Yeah, and I'll check to see
if there's a
chopper in the area.
- Good.
- Okay.
- Get that truck
outta here, will you?
We're both stuck.
- 12Y-52 to Central.
(suspenseful music)
- [Central] 12Y-52, go ahead.
- 12Y-52 to ground
air support, code two,
in the vicinity of
Harvard Boulevard.
(suspenseful music)
- Tony!
Tony!
(dramatic music)
- [Officer] Air one to
12Y-50, we've just spotted
a green Pinto parked in
front of a cabin on Barris Road.
Could be it,
repeat, Barris Road.
(tense music)
- Tony?
Tony!
- I'm glad you came.
- Yeah, I guess I had to.
- Why?
- Because I love you,
and it's empty without
you, kinda scary.
- Why scary?
You didn't tell 'em anything?
- That's right.
- But you know I
was around that night.
- Well, so what?
You were with me.
You didn't kill Larry.
- I don't know if I
could really trust you.
I hate to do this, Lisa.
You're really a nice kid.
I gotta take care of you now.
(Lisa screams)
They way I handled
that cop and Tarash.
I thought it was his old
man who came down.
He's the snitch I
was really after.
The same flesh and
blood, what the hell, huh?
- No!
(dramatic music)
(Lisa panting)
No!
No.
- Open it!
- Hey!
(birds chirping)
(suspenseful music)
- Easy now or I'll put this
knife right through your liver.
Now, drop the gun.
(tense music)
All right, now move.
Come on.
All right, get in the car.
All right, now move!
(Tony groaning) (dramatic music)
(gun fires)
- Bill!
Bill!
Bill.
(Tony gasping)
(tense music)
- Where's Pepper,
isn't she comin'?
- [Bill] Yeah, she'll
be over a little later.
She had to go over
to see Mr. Tarash,
tell him what happened.
- Oh, that was a great
son he had, good kid.
- [Bill] Yeah.
- Pete, he okay?
(laughs)
- Yeah, Pete's gonna
stop by with Joe.
Pete wants to match
stitches with ya.
(laughs)
- So, I guess the doc
told you about me, huh?
- No, what?
- My left leg.
I'm not exactly gonna qualify
for the Olympics for
the next few months,
but soon as it's
movin' right again,
I've requested to
go back on foot duty,
back to the same neighborhood.
- Webster Heights?
- Yeah.
- Man, you're glutton
for punishment.
- No, I'm gonna show
'em what a good cop is,
a damn good cop.
- With all your charmin'
ways and your simpatico,
you just better.
(laughing)
You just better stay
outta dark alleys.
(laughing)
- Yano.
I wouldn't have thought him.
A good young child, good
parents, but you never know.
- I saw the for sale
sign downstairs.
- Yes, I'm going to sell.
I can't even walk into
the shop anymore.
- Let's stay in touch.
(gentle music)
- I'll remember you, that's
how we'll keep in touch, okay?
- I have to get to the hospital.
- Uh...
- Yes.
- [Adamus] The young
officer, he's going to be okay?
- Thank God, yes,
he'll be all right.
- Sergeant Anderson.
I want you to know that
when you were with me
here that terrible day,
that wasn't just a cop
sitting here talking to me.
That was a woman,
a very special
woman, and I thank her.
(sighs)
(dramatic music)
(dramatic jingling)
(dramatic jingling)