T.J. Hooker (1982–1986): Season 3, Episode 20 - Psychic Terror - full transcript
Hooker and the team are investigating a kidnapped girl. The family employ a psychic to help them find her. Hooker is ordered to work with the psychic but he is very sceptical of her abilities. She seems to be able to see where the child is but she also keeps seeing Hooker being shot. The team manage to determine who the likely kidnappers are but it is a matter of finding them in time. Hooker acts as bait to eventually save the girl.
("TJ Hooker" theme music)
(ominous music)
(door slamming)
(engine humming)
(crickets chirping)
(gun firing)
(gun firing)
- He's dead.
Hooker's dead.
(gasping)
- Hooker
is
Dead.
(ominous music)
(funky music)
- Wasn't Hooker supposed to
be back from Morgan last night?
- Yeah, but I didn't see
him in the locker room,
and Romano was
looking for him at roll call.
- I hope there's no problem.
- Ah, if there is, they're
gonna take care of it.
He still treats Fran more
like a wife than an ex-wife.
Hey, Hooker.
Everything okay?
- Yeah, I took
the morning flight.
I wanted to spend as much
time as I could with the kids.
They are getting so big.
They're changing so fast.
- He just made it
in time for roll call.
Missed the madhouse
at the precinct.
- There's still nothing new
on the Rand kidnapping.
- It would sure help if
the FBI were in on it,
but they won't jump
in because the parents
asked them not to.
- Kidnappers are hard cases.
Just aren't no Feds.
- They even brought
in a psychic to help,
a woman who's worked
on some heavy cases.
She's got a solid reputation.
- Mystical mumbo jumbo
isn't going to solve this case.
It's gonna take good,
solid police work.
- Oh, come on.
What about the
psychic in Florida?
He found the little boy who
was missing for three weeks.
- Read the reports
again, will you?
Look between the lines.
You'll see it was
solid police work
that took them to the
same place that this psychic
conjured up in his head.
- Oh.
- Oh.
- Yeah.
(funky music)
- [Barton] Tell us
once more, girls.
What happened the
last time you saw Amy?
- The three of us were
coming out of dance class,
and Mary and I
forgot our leg warmers,
so we went back to get them.
- And when we got to
the door, we looked back.
That's when the
maroon car drove up
and the man got
out to talk to Amy.
- And you didn't hear
anything he said?
- Right, we were too far away,
and he only talked
to Amy for a second.
- Then he took her arm
and made her go into the car.
- Are you sure that
neither of you can tell me
what the men looked like?
- We already told the
other officers before.
We couldn't see their faces.
- Alright, ladies.
Thank you very
much for helping us.
Your parents are
waiting down the hall.
The officer will take you.
- Oh, Lieutenant, no
matter how hard I try
I can't seem to
get anything more.
- A location, a street sign?
- Oh, Lieutenant,
my head is pounding.
I haven't been able to sleep.
I am trying as hard as I can.
- The kidnappers have
moved the deadline twice
so the family can
raise the ransom.
I don't think they'll
move it again.
- Well, I'll just take
Amy's picture and...
(spooky music)
(guns firing)
Lieutenant, that
officer, who is he?
- That's Sergeant Hooker.
Do you know him?
- No, not really.
Can I work with him on this?
- With Hooker?
Why?
He's a street cop.
He jockeys a black and white.
- Lieutenant, we're
not getting anywhere,
and the deputy chief
said you're to give me
all the help you can.
Please, trust me.
I think it would help if
Hooker were with me.
- Well, I'll tell you, at
this point, I'll try anything.
Hooker, over here.
Julia Hudson, Sergeant Hooker.
- Yeah, Ms. Hudson.
I heard you were working
on Amy Rand kidnapping.
- That's right.
- As of now, you
are, too, Hooker.
- I'm what?
- Oh, don't worry.
I'll clear it with Captain.
- Don't I have anything
to say about this?
- Three strips, gold shield.
It's called pulling rank.
Excuse me.
Barton here.
Yeah, alright,
I'll be right there.
You two get acquainted,
and I'll catch up with you later.
- Yeah, Ms. Hudson.
- Oh, please call me Julia.
- I don't expect we'll
know each other
long enough for first names.
No offense, but I don't
believe in psychics.
- Hooker.
Hooker, I don't give a damn
what you think about me,
but the little girl who was
kidnapped needs your help,
and so do her parents.
At least come to her house
with me and talk to them
before you make up
your ironclad mind.
- Alright, one stop.
The little girl and her
parents, and then that's it.
(engine humming)
Let's make this fast, will ya?
My partner's back in the
precinct shuffling papers
and he's paid to
patrol the streets.
- Look, Hooker, I know
you think that what I do
is a waste of
time, but it's not.
For some unexplained
reason, I pick up vibrations,
visions of things
that come to pass.
- Maybe you have a
strong, intuitive mind.
- Hooker, you don't
know what it's like,
knowing things that
nobody else does,
things you don't want to know.
- Isn't it possible that
what you have to say,
people don't want to hear?
- I can't stand by
and do nothing.
Not if there's the
slightest chance
that I could help
somebody like Amy Rand.
- I wish I believed you could.
- You think I'm a
whacko, don't you?
- I don't say that you
don't care for people,
that you want to help them.
- But you do, too, right?
So perhaps we have
something in common after all.
(adventurous music)
- Julia, has something happened?
Some clue about Amy?
- No, Louise, no clues yet.
- Are you gonna give the
detectives a hand, Sergeant?
- Well, I thought I'd
just familiarize myself
with the case, Mr. Rand.
- If it's alright with you,
I'll go back to Amy's
room while you talk.
- Of course.
Maybe this time.
- Forgive my observation,
but you don't seem like
a family to be targeted
for a kidnapping.
- I know.
We've been going
through pure hell
trying to put together
$100,000 ransom,
but every time I add it
up, we come out short.
I don't know what we're
going to when the kidnappers
won't give us any more time.
We've mortgaged the
house and sold the car,
but we still need almost
$30,000 to get Amy back safe.
(sobbing)
- She'll be alright.
Give us a few minutes.
- Yes, of course.
- It's all right now.
It's all right.
- Stuffed animal,
a lamb,
a child's hands holding it.
They're Amy's hands, I know it.
A man,
the kidnapper, I
can't see his face.
Their faces never
seem to come clear.
I just keep seeing poor Amy.
Hooker, please don't
tell her parents about this.
I don't want to
get their hopes up.
- Count on it.
It's our secret.
(heels clicking)
- There's no end
to these reports
and lists of possible suspects.
- Gathering all this
information was a tough go
with no FBI to help.
The brass put everything
they had into helping.
- Including a
high-class fortune teller.
- Back off, partner.
Give her a break, will you?
- Nobody gets a
break in this one.
The Rands are
decent, ordinary people
who've had to mortgage
everything they've ever made
to ransom their
little girl's life
from some maggot who's
probably planning to kill her anyway.
- Barton's checked out
every known offender.
Everyone who's worked with
Sam Rand or knew the family.
- Detectives checked them
all to see if they had records.
- Waylon Gilbert.
Couldn't be two Waylon Gilberts.
- His name's been checked
out, meaning no record.
- Waylon Gilbert
roomed with a guy by
the name of Sal Genaro
who I busted for extortion.
We didn't book Gilbert
'cause he wasn't involved.
- From extortion to
kidnapping, not a big reach.
- Detectives didn't
pick up on Gilbert
because he didn't have a record.
- And check this, Gilbert
worked at the machine shop
where Amy's father is employed
until a week before
her abduction.
- You think Gilbert may have
learned from his old roommate?
- That, or Genaro's out and
trying to find bigger things.
Stacy, Corrigan, would you
like to check Genaro out?
- You know it.
- Let's go, partner.
Let's go find our
Waylon Gilbert.
(suspenseful music)
Waylon!
Hold it right there!
Cover the rear.
(tires squealing)
Hold it right there, Waylon.
Hold it.
Come on, come on.
You try running anymore,
you won't be able
to walk for a week.
- Come on, Hooker.
I got no beef with the law.
- Then what are you shaking for?
What are you afraid of?
- It's you, Hooker.
You make me nervous.
- Oh, really?
- He has that effect on people.
- Looks like you picked
up some bad habits
since I busted your roommate.
- Sal?
Oh, no, it's, I swear,
it's my thyroid.
I shake all the time,
and I never wanna hear
about that Sal Genaro again.
He's 20 miles of bad road.
- He's 20 years of
hard labor for you
if you helped set up
the Rand kidnapping.
- Kidnapping?
Come on, Hooker.
I wash cars.
- You worked with Sam
Rand at the machine shop,
then quit a week before
his daughter was kidnapped.
Did you set her up?
- I don't know what
you're talking about.
- What rock is Genaro
hiding under these days?
- I don't know if he's out.
I'd tell you if I did.
- You don't look well, Waylon.
Maybe you'll remember
better in a hospital bed.
- While you're at it, you
can check his thyroid.
- Carla Bendix.
Sal used to be
married to Carla Bendix.
She might know.
- Okay, Waylon.
You earned yourself a pass.
Go on.
Get yourself a new
prescription for your thyroid.
Something legal.
(suspenseful music)
(guns firing)
(yelling)
(ominous music)
- [Kidnapper] I'll call
you at eight sharp
with details on the drop.
This is the last tape
you're gonna get, Mr. Rand.
I'm through waiting.
You have all the money,
every penny of it by eight o'clock.
So far, your
daughter's still alive.
- [Amy] Mommy,
Dad, I'm not hurt.
I'm okay, but I miss you.
- [Kidnapper] You
don't have it all tonight,
you'll never hear
that voice again.
(tape clicking)
- I couldn't let
my wife hear that.
- Well, they're very smart.
They're keeping Amy happy
so she won't cause
them any trouble.
- Well, what am I gonna do?
There's no way I can
raise $30,000 in 10 hours.
- There are ways, Mr. Rand.
- I've run out of ways.
- Mr. Rand, I'm sure Sergeant
Hooker has something in mind.
- We have to have the
money for the ransom drop
so the kidnappers
will think they've won.
When he picks it up,
we'll follow him back
to your daughter.
It's the only way to go.
- I think that we've gotta
keep trying to find Amy
before the ransom drop.
- You heard that animal.
What happens if he
doesn't get the money?
- Like Ms. Hudson
said, Mr. Rand,
I've got something in mind
about the rest of the money.
Look, why don't you go home?
Go to your wife.
- Alright.
(suspenseful music)
- You're getting something.
- Yes.
She's in a room.
The stuffed animal
is there, the lamb.
There are other toys.
- Anything else?
- Sergeant Hooker, have
you recently been involved
in a case where you worked
in a cemetery or mausoleum?
- I think I'd
remember that, why?
- Nothing.
Just tired, I guess.
- I'll take this tape to SID,
see if they can get
anything else off it,
although they didn't
from the others.
- 30 grand?
What, are you holding out on me?
- Go find Stacy and Corrigan.
See what they're doing
about locating Carla Bendix.
I'll pick you up in an hour.
- Sergeant Hooker,
I'll be waiting for you, too.
(engines humming)
(peaceful violin playing)
- God bless you.
- Hey, Jeeter.
How you doing?
- That you, Hooker?
- Recognize me by my voice, huh?
I wanna talk to you, Jeeter.
- You're not going to bust
me for vagrancy or anything.
- Hey, I haven't done
that in years, have I?
- Then what's this all about?
- I've got a problem.
- You think you've got problems?
Look at me, scraping by,
hand to mouth, day by day.
- That's right.
Well, my problem
just involves a kid,
a little girl, about
nine years old.
- You talking about your kid?
- No, I'm talking about
one that got kidnapped.
Father works in a machine shop.
They're trying to scrape
together the ransom money.
- That's really terrible.
Who'd squeeze a poor,
working family like that?
- A killer, psycho, who'll
probably murder the child
if he doesn't get what he asks.
- Must be some way
you can raise the money.
- I've tried.
I've gone to the bank,
tried to get a loan.
They need 30,000 bucks,
but you know how banks are.
A cop doesn't make
the kind of money
to qualify for heavy loans.
My signature can't
scratch those kind of bucks.
- I hate banks.
No heart.
- Not like you, huh, Jeeter?
- If I could help that
girl, save her life.
- Cosign the bank note for me.
Come on, Jeeter.
The bank tells me you're
good for a quarter of a mil.
Stock market's been
better for you than I thought.
I've stopped hassling you,
dragging you in for your
various misdemeanors
'cause I found out who
you help with your money,
the halfway house
downtown, men's mission.
- Help, yeah, but
not $30,000 worth.
- The kid's nine.
She'll never make it to
10 without that money.
(cars whooshing)
I'll see to it you get
every penny back.
- Hey, Hooker, don't
worry about the money.
Just see you get the kid back.
(uplifting music)
- Four Adam 16 to four Adam 30.
- Four Adam 30, go 16.
- We got a line on Carla Bendix,
found out where she works,
a club on Calmstock
called The Skin Shop.
- Roger, thanks Stacy.
(rock music)
- Glad you came?
(applause)
- Hooker.
What happened, they
bust you down to uniform?
Who's your friend?
- A lady who's
working a case with us.
- Romano, are you looking
for a fourth for a double date?
- We're looking for
Sal Genaro, Carla.
- The creep I was married to?
I think he's dead.
- That we could be that lucky.
When was the last
time you saw him?
- You sure are pushy,
Hooker, you know?
- Some things
never change, Carla.
What about it?
- Look, I haven't seen
Sal since right before
they sent him up, I swear.
I don't care if I
never see him again.
I'm trying to start a
new life for myself.
- I can see.
If you hear from him, call us.
Let's go.
(rock music)
- She's lying, Hooker.
- You don't have to
be psychic to know that.
- Clayton Hotel.
Clayton Hotel.
Hello?
Hello?
- Thank you, Carla.
Better get some clothes on.
We're gonna take you downtown
so you don't spend
your hard earned money
on the wrong people.
Would you like to do the honors?
- I'm sure he would like to
spend a lot more time with me.
- What, is everybody psychic?
(funky music)
(tires squealing)
(door buzzing)
- Don't bother.
You haven't got enough
time to warn them all.
- You must have the
wrong address, officer.
This is a respectable place.
- Yeah, I know, and
you're the tooth fairy.
I'm looking for Sal Genaro.
What room is he in?
- I don't have to
tell you nothing.
You got no warrant.
- Now, listen here, hard nose,
I can get a warrant,
but that takes time,
and time is money,
taxpayer's money,
and I don't wanna
waste taxpayer's money.
- The Sergeant is really
being very pleasant right now.
I don't think you'd
like to see him mad.
- He's in room 216,
but he ain't here now.
- Where is he, at work?
- Work, Genaro?
He ain't worked since
he been out the joint.
- Show me his room.
- Told you he wasn't in.
- Yeah, I know, and
you're a very honest man,
but I wanna see for myself.
You get to the car.
Go on, I mean it.
(footsteps thumping)
- Like I said, he's not here.
- Didn't think he was.
Looking for something else,
and I think I've found it.
(door clicking shut)
- He wasn't there.
- No, but something else was.
Pile of match books
from a lunch joint
in an industrial area.
- So he found a
restaurant he likes.
- Clerk said that
Genaro didn't work.
Question is, what's
he doing having lunch
in an industrial area?
Got the answer?
- Why, no.
- It figures.
(suspenseful music)
- You promised.
You said you'd take me
home a long time ago.
I wanna see my mom and dad.
- Hey, hey, it won't
be long now, Amy.
You're gonna see your
mom and dad real soon.
Why don't we just make
the best of it for now, okay?
You want some ice cream?
Get her what she wants, will ya?
- Tebbets.
You treat her like she's
some kind of little princess.
- I'm keeping her quiet.
That isn't gonna last forever.
- After tonight,
she won't be asking
any more questions.
- What if her old man
can't come up with
the rest of the bread tonight?
- Don't worry.
He'll get it.
(horn blowing)
- What is it?
What's wrong?
- I just felt Amy's presence.
She's very near.
(doors clicking)
- You get back inside.
- Hooker, I know Amy's close by.
- I'm gonna check in
the restaurant and see
if anybody knows Genaro.
Genaro?
Hold it!
(gun firing)
- A cop just shot Genaro.
We gotta get outta here.
Take the kid out the back.
Use the car.
- Four Adam 30.
- Hooker, Amy's
in that warehouse.
I feel it, I know it.
- Dispatch to four Adam 30.
Go 30.
- Request an ambulance
and a shooting team
at Mama's Kitchen, corner
of Commerce and fourth.
Man down.
(truck crashing)
(dynamic music)
- It's running.
Must have something
to do with Genaro.
(tires squealing)
(sirens sounding)
(tires squealing)
(engines roaring)
(tires screeching)
Hang on.
(vehicles crunching)
(car crashing)
Get out of here, quick.
Quick!
(vehicle exploding)
(fire crackling)
You alright?
- Just a little shook up.
Hooker, I saw Amy in that
warehouse and I lost her.
- You're right.
So did I.
(horn blowing)
- How about these toys, Hooker?
Right out of Julia's vision.
- One thing for sure, this is
where they were holding her.
- At least we know
she's still alive.
- Probably until
they get the ransom,
less than four hours from now.
- We've run out
of time to find Amy.
We've gotta nail the kidnappers
when the drop goes down.
Can't take a chance of
following them and losing them.
Let me get you to a hospital.
That diesel banged
us around pretty good.
- I'll be all right.
I have to be.
The end, it's near.
- That's Amy's ribbon.
- She's being
driven along a road.
- I knew she was
in that diesel cab.
- No, a car.
The backseat.
The car's maroon.
The road winds through trees.
The maroon car,
it must be the one
Amy's friends told us about.
- If you won't let me
take you to the hospital,
at least let me get
you a ride home.
You could use the rest.
- How do you know?
ESP?
- Yeah, maybe it's catching.
(recruits calling cadence)
- Patrol unit found
the diesel cab.
Stolen, SID said it's
been wiped clean.
- Gives us nothing.
- Our luck may
be running better.
Last time Genaro
was in the slammer,
he had a cell mate by
the name of Tony Aresco.
We checked him
out, and guess what?
- He's back on the street?
- Paroled two months ago.
- Talked to the warden.
This Aresco is a psycho.
Swore if he ever got out, he'd
make society pick up the tab.
- By holding kids
like Amy for ransom?
- Off this record, I don't
think Aresco's smart enough
to go after a child whose
family's got real money.
Afraid he couldn't
intimidate them,
that they'd call in the Feds.
- So he connects with
his ex-con buddy Genaro,
who squeezes Waylon Gilbert
for the name of
the right family.
- And Gilbert fingers the Rands.
- I got news for this Aresco.
He's on a collision
course with trouble.
Seven.
I wanna be at the Rand's house
for that ransom call at eight.
We have a stop to
make along the way.
(rock music)
- You know, it figures
Aresco'd be in on this.
He's nutso.
- Ever meet him?
- Once.
Sal had me set him
up with my girlfriend.
He beat her up so bad,
she ended up in a hospital.
- Did she say what set him off?
- She was just kidding around
about him not being able
to make it with women,
like maybe he'd been
in prison too long.
- It sounds like our boy
doesn't like his
manhood questioned.
- I think you've given
me what I need, Carla.
I owe you one.
- Don't think I'll
let you forget it.
(customers chattering)
- Give us as much time
as you can to trace the call.
Keep him talking.
- I'll try, but I'm
afraid he'll catch on.
What do I say?
- Well, tell him that you
followed his instructions,
that you didn't call the FBI.
Then, you might
tell him that your wife
is really upset, and then
ask if she can talk to Amy.
- I think we know the
identity of the kidnapper,
a psycho named Tony Aresco.
(phone ringing)
- This is Sam Rand.
- I'm gonna tell
this to you just once.
Take the money
to the phone booth
at the corner of
Spring and Dayton.
At exactly nine, I'll
phone you and tell you
where to go from there.
Don't play any games.
I'll be watching you.
- Listen, don't hang up.
- [Tony] So long, Rand.
- Please, wait.
- Aresco, hold on a minute.
- Who's this?
- My name is Hooker.
I'm a cop.
We met yesterday,
outside of Mama's Kitchen.
- That's as close as you're
ever gonna get to me, blue boy.
- What's the matter, Aresco?
Aren't you man
enough to face me?
That's what I heard about
you, from a girl I know.
- Shut up.
Shut up, you hear me?
- Yeah, she said you talked big,
but all you can do
with a girl is beat her up.
- Alright, Hooker, you have
bought yourself a funeral,
but first, you are gonna sweat.
You're gonna deliver the
money to me in person.
If you don't show,
the kid has had it.
- He wants you to deliver
the ransom, doesn't he?
- No more than I
wanna deliver it.
- Hooker, you can't.
- What do you mean, he can't?
What are you talking about?
- I should have
told you this before.
I should have warned you.
I've had the same vision
over and over again.
You're carrying the
ransom, and you get shot,
killed.
(ominous music)
(horns blowing)
- This has gotta work.
Aresco's ready to crack.
If we blow it, it's
all over for Amy.
- If we blow it, it'll be
all over for Hooker.
- Some plan, using yourself
as bait to smoke out a psycho.
- Hooker'll be alright.
He's wired and he's got 18
years of experience behind him.
- He's gonna need it.
(engine humming)
(phone ringing)
- Hooker.
- [Tony] Right on time, Hooker.
Very good.
- Where's the girl?
- In due time, friend.
First, we'll have a little fun.
Take off your wire.
- I'm not wearing one.
- You want her back in pieces?
I can see you.
Take it off.
- [Hooker] Alright,
alright, take it easy.
The wire's coming off.
- I don't like it.
- It's going sour.
- [Tony] Now, throw it out.
Alright, you know the
phones in Dickson Park?
- [Hooker] Yeah, the
ones by the entrance.
- [Tony] You got five
minutes to get there.
- Hold on, Aresco.
Dickson Park's more
than a mile away.
- Then I say you'd
better get moving.
- Dickson Park.
I'm on my way.
We got five minutes.
- Experience.
I told ya.
Hooker was smart
enough to rig a second wire.
(brakes squealing)
(horns blowing)
(phone ringing)
- Okay, I'm here.
- [Tony] Not bad, cop.
Let's see how
good you really are.
- Aresco, stop playing games.
- [Tony] Why?
Not having fun?
You've got eight minutes
to get to the phone
at Fifth and Main.
- Fifth and Main?
I can't make that.
- [Tony] That's your problem.
Yours and the little girl's.
- He'll never make it to
Fifth and Main on foot.
(bus engine humming)
- Hold it, hold it.
Hold on a minute, I
gotta get to Fifth and Main.
Will you hold it?
Open the door.
Fifth and Main.
Hurry, please.
I caught a bus.
We're gonna be okay.
(horn blowing)
(bus creaking)
(phone ringing)
Hello?
- [Tony] Having a
tough evening, blue suit?
- No sweat.
- [Tony] We'll see.
The mausoleum chapel
in West Side Cemetery.
You got five
minutes to get there.
- Hold it, hold it.
I'm in a big hurry.
Take me to the...
Five minutes to get there.
- Get where, where?
- Come on, Hooker.
Say it again.
- All we can do is wait and
hope he gets to talking soon.
(ominous music)
- I'm at the cemetery.
- Cemetery?
Five minutes away?
- It's gotta be the
West Side Cemetery.
- I gotta feeling this
is the end of the road.
I've got a hunch
Amy isn't with him.
Julia had a vision,
Amy in a maroon car.
Maybe it's around here.
Find it.
(suspenseful music)
(tires crunching lightly)
- I'll see if I can find Hooker.
- Okay, we'll look
for the maroon car.
(suspenseful music)
(footsteps thudding)
- That could be the car.
- Be careful.
Get out of the car
with your hands up.
Get out!
Put your hands on the roof.
- Hey.
(Corrigan breathing heavily)
- Keep them apart.
Put your hands behind your head.
- Amy, I'm a police officer.
You'll be back with
your parents real soon.
(ominous music)
- Aresco?
Where are ya?
- I hope you've said
your prayers, Hooker.
- Where's the girl?
- You'll be meeting
her real soon,
in the hereafter.
- I brought the money.
Let the girl go.
- I say what happens.
Now,
slowly,
use your left hand,
reach around,
take out your gun.
(gun clattering)
- The girl.
- First, the suitcase.
Put it down.
Nice and easy.
You're one dead cop.
(guns firing)
- Hooker!
(dynamic music)
He's dead.
Hooker's dead.
(Romano breathing deeply)
(footsteps thudding)
- I got a pulse.
Don't stop, don't stop.
I'll get an ambulance.
This hospital life's gotta be
getting you down, Hooker.
- Well, I can't complain.
Wanda here is
gonna come back later
and do her dance with the doves?
- Oh, yeah?
Well, shove over.
You're gonna have
some company, me.
- Something tells
me it's time to go.
- Jim, did you talk
to the psychiatrist?
- Yeah, yeah, he feels
Amy's recovering nicely.
Shouldn't have any
lasting emotional scars.
Get some rest,
we'll be back soon.
- Hi.
- Hello.
Oh, Hooker, you're looking good.
- Feeling good,
especially about the
way things worked out.
- Tell me, have you
changed your mind
about parapsychology?
- That's a loaded question,
but maybe I'll do a little
research on the subject
when I get outta here.
- Oh, good, now
we're making progress.
What about psychics?
Changed your mind?
- Nope.
- No?
Hooker, Julia knew
Amy wasn't in the truck.
- Right, and I also
saw that stuffed animal.
- And maroon car.
- But she wasn't
right about everything.
I'm still here.
(Julia laughing)
("TJ Hooker" theme music)
(triumphant music)
(ominous music)
(door slamming)
(engine humming)
(crickets chirping)
(gun firing)
(gun firing)
- He's dead.
Hooker's dead.
(gasping)
- Hooker
is
Dead.
(ominous music)
(funky music)
- Wasn't Hooker supposed to
be back from Morgan last night?
- Yeah, but I didn't see
him in the locker room,
and Romano was
looking for him at roll call.
- I hope there's no problem.
- Ah, if there is, they're
gonna take care of it.
He still treats Fran more
like a wife than an ex-wife.
Hey, Hooker.
Everything okay?
- Yeah, I took
the morning flight.
I wanted to spend as much
time as I could with the kids.
They are getting so big.
They're changing so fast.
- He just made it
in time for roll call.
Missed the madhouse
at the precinct.
- There's still nothing new
on the Rand kidnapping.
- It would sure help if
the FBI were in on it,
but they won't jump
in because the parents
asked them not to.
- Kidnappers are hard cases.
Just aren't no Feds.
- They even brought
in a psychic to help,
a woman who's worked
on some heavy cases.
She's got a solid reputation.
- Mystical mumbo jumbo
isn't going to solve this case.
It's gonna take good,
solid police work.
- Oh, come on.
What about the
psychic in Florida?
He found the little boy who
was missing for three weeks.
- Read the reports
again, will you?
Look between the lines.
You'll see it was
solid police work
that took them to the
same place that this psychic
conjured up in his head.
- Oh.
- Oh.
- Yeah.
(funky music)
- [Barton] Tell us
once more, girls.
What happened the
last time you saw Amy?
- The three of us were
coming out of dance class,
and Mary and I
forgot our leg warmers,
so we went back to get them.
- And when we got to
the door, we looked back.
That's when the
maroon car drove up
and the man got
out to talk to Amy.
- And you didn't hear
anything he said?
- Right, we were too far away,
and he only talked
to Amy for a second.
- Then he took her arm
and made her go into the car.
- Are you sure that
neither of you can tell me
what the men looked like?
- We already told the
other officers before.
We couldn't see their faces.
- Alright, ladies.
Thank you very
much for helping us.
Your parents are
waiting down the hall.
The officer will take you.
- Oh, Lieutenant, no
matter how hard I try
I can't seem to
get anything more.
- A location, a street sign?
- Oh, Lieutenant,
my head is pounding.
I haven't been able to sleep.
I am trying as hard as I can.
- The kidnappers have
moved the deadline twice
so the family can
raise the ransom.
I don't think they'll
move it again.
- Well, I'll just take
Amy's picture and...
(spooky music)
(guns firing)
Lieutenant, that
officer, who is he?
- That's Sergeant Hooker.
Do you know him?
- No, not really.
Can I work with him on this?
- With Hooker?
Why?
He's a street cop.
He jockeys a black and white.
- Lieutenant, we're
not getting anywhere,
and the deputy chief
said you're to give me
all the help you can.
Please, trust me.
I think it would help if
Hooker were with me.
- Well, I'll tell you, at
this point, I'll try anything.
Hooker, over here.
Julia Hudson, Sergeant Hooker.
- Yeah, Ms. Hudson.
I heard you were working
on Amy Rand kidnapping.
- That's right.
- As of now, you
are, too, Hooker.
- I'm what?
- Oh, don't worry.
I'll clear it with Captain.
- Don't I have anything
to say about this?
- Three strips, gold shield.
It's called pulling rank.
Excuse me.
Barton here.
Yeah, alright,
I'll be right there.
You two get acquainted,
and I'll catch up with you later.
- Yeah, Ms. Hudson.
- Oh, please call me Julia.
- I don't expect we'll
know each other
long enough for first names.
No offense, but I don't
believe in psychics.
- Hooker.
Hooker, I don't give a damn
what you think about me,
but the little girl who was
kidnapped needs your help,
and so do her parents.
At least come to her house
with me and talk to them
before you make up
your ironclad mind.
- Alright, one stop.
The little girl and her
parents, and then that's it.
(engine humming)
Let's make this fast, will ya?
My partner's back in the
precinct shuffling papers
and he's paid to
patrol the streets.
- Look, Hooker, I know
you think that what I do
is a waste of
time, but it's not.
For some unexplained
reason, I pick up vibrations,
visions of things
that come to pass.
- Maybe you have a
strong, intuitive mind.
- Hooker, you don't
know what it's like,
knowing things that
nobody else does,
things you don't want to know.
- Isn't it possible that
what you have to say,
people don't want to hear?
- I can't stand by
and do nothing.
Not if there's the
slightest chance
that I could help
somebody like Amy Rand.
- I wish I believed you could.
- You think I'm a
whacko, don't you?
- I don't say that you
don't care for people,
that you want to help them.
- But you do, too, right?
So perhaps we have
something in common after all.
(adventurous music)
- Julia, has something happened?
Some clue about Amy?
- No, Louise, no clues yet.
- Are you gonna give the
detectives a hand, Sergeant?
- Well, I thought I'd
just familiarize myself
with the case, Mr. Rand.
- If it's alright with you,
I'll go back to Amy's
room while you talk.
- Of course.
Maybe this time.
- Forgive my observation,
but you don't seem like
a family to be targeted
for a kidnapping.
- I know.
We've been going
through pure hell
trying to put together
$100,000 ransom,
but every time I add it
up, we come out short.
I don't know what we're
going to when the kidnappers
won't give us any more time.
We've mortgaged the
house and sold the car,
but we still need almost
$30,000 to get Amy back safe.
(sobbing)
- She'll be alright.
Give us a few minutes.
- Yes, of course.
- It's all right now.
It's all right.
- Stuffed animal,
a lamb,
a child's hands holding it.
They're Amy's hands, I know it.
A man,
the kidnapper, I
can't see his face.
Their faces never
seem to come clear.
I just keep seeing poor Amy.
Hooker, please don't
tell her parents about this.
I don't want to
get their hopes up.
- Count on it.
It's our secret.
(heels clicking)
- There's no end
to these reports
and lists of possible suspects.
- Gathering all this
information was a tough go
with no FBI to help.
The brass put everything
they had into helping.
- Including a
high-class fortune teller.
- Back off, partner.
Give her a break, will you?
- Nobody gets a
break in this one.
The Rands are
decent, ordinary people
who've had to mortgage
everything they've ever made
to ransom their
little girl's life
from some maggot who's
probably planning to kill her anyway.
- Barton's checked out
every known offender.
Everyone who's worked with
Sam Rand or knew the family.
- Detectives checked them
all to see if they had records.
- Waylon Gilbert.
Couldn't be two Waylon Gilberts.
- His name's been checked
out, meaning no record.
- Waylon Gilbert
roomed with a guy by
the name of Sal Genaro
who I busted for extortion.
We didn't book Gilbert
'cause he wasn't involved.
- From extortion to
kidnapping, not a big reach.
- Detectives didn't
pick up on Gilbert
because he didn't have a record.
- And check this, Gilbert
worked at the machine shop
where Amy's father is employed
until a week before
her abduction.
- You think Gilbert may have
learned from his old roommate?
- That, or Genaro's out and
trying to find bigger things.
Stacy, Corrigan, would you
like to check Genaro out?
- You know it.
- Let's go, partner.
Let's go find our
Waylon Gilbert.
(suspenseful music)
Waylon!
Hold it right there!
Cover the rear.
(tires squealing)
Hold it right there, Waylon.
Hold it.
Come on, come on.
You try running anymore,
you won't be able
to walk for a week.
- Come on, Hooker.
I got no beef with the law.
- Then what are you shaking for?
What are you afraid of?
- It's you, Hooker.
You make me nervous.
- Oh, really?
- He has that effect on people.
- Looks like you picked
up some bad habits
since I busted your roommate.
- Sal?
Oh, no, it's, I swear,
it's my thyroid.
I shake all the time,
and I never wanna hear
about that Sal Genaro again.
He's 20 miles of bad road.
- He's 20 years of
hard labor for you
if you helped set up
the Rand kidnapping.
- Kidnapping?
Come on, Hooker.
I wash cars.
- You worked with Sam
Rand at the machine shop,
then quit a week before
his daughter was kidnapped.
Did you set her up?
- I don't know what
you're talking about.
- What rock is Genaro
hiding under these days?
- I don't know if he's out.
I'd tell you if I did.
- You don't look well, Waylon.
Maybe you'll remember
better in a hospital bed.
- While you're at it, you
can check his thyroid.
- Carla Bendix.
Sal used to be
married to Carla Bendix.
She might know.
- Okay, Waylon.
You earned yourself a pass.
Go on.
Get yourself a new
prescription for your thyroid.
Something legal.
(suspenseful music)
(guns firing)
(yelling)
(ominous music)
- [Kidnapper] I'll call
you at eight sharp
with details on the drop.
This is the last tape
you're gonna get, Mr. Rand.
I'm through waiting.
You have all the money,
every penny of it by eight o'clock.
So far, your
daughter's still alive.
- [Amy] Mommy,
Dad, I'm not hurt.
I'm okay, but I miss you.
- [Kidnapper] You
don't have it all tonight,
you'll never hear
that voice again.
(tape clicking)
- I couldn't let
my wife hear that.
- Well, they're very smart.
They're keeping Amy happy
so she won't cause
them any trouble.
- Well, what am I gonna do?
There's no way I can
raise $30,000 in 10 hours.
- There are ways, Mr. Rand.
- I've run out of ways.
- Mr. Rand, I'm sure Sergeant
Hooker has something in mind.
- We have to have the
money for the ransom drop
so the kidnappers
will think they've won.
When he picks it up,
we'll follow him back
to your daughter.
It's the only way to go.
- I think that we've gotta
keep trying to find Amy
before the ransom drop.
- You heard that animal.
What happens if he
doesn't get the money?
- Like Ms. Hudson
said, Mr. Rand,
I've got something in mind
about the rest of the money.
Look, why don't you go home?
Go to your wife.
- Alright.
(suspenseful music)
- You're getting something.
- Yes.
She's in a room.
The stuffed animal
is there, the lamb.
There are other toys.
- Anything else?
- Sergeant Hooker, have
you recently been involved
in a case where you worked
in a cemetery or mausoleum?
- I think I'd
remember that, why?
- Nothing.
Just tired, I guess.
- I'll take this tape to SID,
see if they can get
anything else off it,
although they didn't
from the others.
- 30 grand?
What, are you holding out on me?
- Go find Stacy and Corrigan.
See what they're doing
about locating Carla Bendix.
I'll pick you up in an hour.
- Sergeant Hooker,
I'll be waiting for you, too.
(engines humming)
(peaceful violin playing)
- God bless you.
- Hey, Jeeter.
How you doing?
- That you, Hooker?
- Recognize me by my voice, huh?
I wanna talk to you, Jeeter.
- You're not going to bust
me for vagrancy or anything.
- Hey, I haven't done
that in years, have I?
- Then what's this all about?
- I've got a problem.
- You think you've got problems?
Look at me, scraping by,
hand to mouth, day by day.
- That's right.
Well, my problem
just involves a kid,
a little girl, about
nine years old.
- You talking about your kid?
- No, I'm talking about
one that got kidnapped.
Father works in a machine shop.
They're trying to scrape
together the ransom money.
- That's really terrible.
Who'd squeeze a poor,
working family like that?
- A killer, psycho, who'll
probably murder the child
if he doesn't get what he asks.
- Must be some way
you can raise the money.
- I've tried.
I've gone to the bank,
tried to get a loan.
They need 30,000 bucks,
but you know how banks are.
A cop doesn't make
the kind of money
to qualify for heavy loans.
My signature can't
scratch those kind of bucks.
- I hate banks.
No heart.
- Not like you, huh, Jeeter?
- If I could help that
girl, save her life.
- Cosign the bank note for me.
Come on, Jeeter.
The bank tells me you're
good for a quarter of a mil.
Stock market's been
better for you than I thought.
I've stopped hassling you,
dragging you in for your
various misdemeanors
'cause I found out who
you help with your money,
the halfway house
downtown, men's mission.
- Help, yeah, but
not $30,000 worth.
- The kid's nine.
She'll never make it to
10 without that money.
(cars whooshing)
I'll see to it you get
every penny back.
- Hey, Hooker, don't
worry about the money.
Just see you get the kid back.
(uplifting music)
- Four Adam 16 to four Adam 30.
- Four Adam 30, go 16.
- We got a line on Carla Bendix,
found out where she works,
a club on Calmstock
called The Skin Shop.
- Roger, thanks Stacy.
(rock music)
- Glad you came?
(applause)
- Hooker.
What happened, they
bust you down to uniform?
Who's your friend?
- A lady who's
working a case with us.
- Romano, are you looking
for a fourth for a double date?
- We're looking for
Sal Genaro, Carla.
- The creep I was married to?
I think he's dead.
- That we could be that lucky.
When was the last
time you saw him?
- You sure are pushy,
Hooker, you know?
- Some things
never change, Carla.
What about it?
- Look, I haven't seen
Sal since right before
they sent him up, I swear.
I don't care if I
never see him again.
I'm trying to start a
new life for myself.
- I can see.
If you hear from him, call us.
Let's go.
(rock music)
- She's lying, Hooker.
- You don't have to
be psychic to know that.
- Clayton Hotel.
Clayton Hotel.
Hello?
Hello?
- Thank you, Carla.
Better get some clothes on.
We're gonna take you downtown
so you don't spend
your hard earned money
on the wrong people.
Would you like to do the honors?
- I'm sure he would like to
spend a lot more time with me.
- What, is everybody psychic?
(funky music)
(tires squealing)
(door buzzing)
- Don't bother.
You haven't got enough
time to warn them all.
- You must have the
wrong address, officer.
This is a respectable place.
- Yeah, I know, and
you're the tooth fairy.
I'm looking for Sal Genaro.
What room is he in?
- I don't have to
tell you nothing.
You got no warrant.
- Now, listen here, hard nose,
I can get a warrant,
but that takes time,
and time is money,
taxpayer's money,
and I don't wanna
waste taxpayer's money.
- The Sergeant is really
being very pleasant right now.
I don't think you'd
like to see him mad.
- He's in room 216,
but he ain't here now.
- Where is he, at work?
- Work, Genaro?
He ain't worked since
he been out the joint.
- Show me his room.
- Told you he wasn't in.
- Yeah, I know, and
you're a very honest man,
but I wanna see for myself.
You get to the car.
Go on, I mean it.
(footsteps thumping)
- Like I said, he's not here.
- Didn't think he was.
Looking for something else,
and I think I've found it.
(door clicking shut)
- He wasn't there.
- No, but something else was.
Pile of match books
from a lunch joint
in an industrial area.
- So he found a
restaurant he likes.
- Clerk said that
Genaro didn't work.
Question is, what's
he doing having lunch
in an industrial area?
Got the answer?
- Why, no.
- It figures.
(suspenseful music)
- You promised.
You said you'd take me
home a long time ago.
I wanna see my mom and dad.
- Hey, hey, it won't
be long now, Amy.
You're gonna see your
mom and dad real soon.
Why don't we just make
the best of it for now, okay?
You want some ice cream?
Get her what she wants, will ya?
- Tebbets.
You treat her like she's
some kind of little princess.
- I'm keeping her quiet.
That isn't gonna last forever.
- After tonight,
she won't be asking
any more questions.
- What if her old man
can't come up with
the rest of the bread tonight?
- Don't worry.
He'll get it.
(horn blowing)
- What is it?
What's wrong?
- I just felt Amy's presence.
She's very near.
(doors clicking)
- You get back inside.
- Hooker, I know Amy's close by.
- I'm gonna check in
the restaurant and see
if anybody knows Genaro.
Genaro?
Hold it!
(gun firing)
- A cop just shot Genaro.
We gotta get outta here.
Take the kid out the back.
Use the car.
- Four Adam 30.
- Hooker, Amy's
in that warehouse.
I feel it, I know it.
- Dispatch to four Adam 30.
Go 30.
- Request an ambulance
and a shooting team
at Mama's Kitchen, corner
of Commerce and fourth.
Man down.
(truck crashing)
(dynamic music)
- It's running.
Must have something
to do with Genaro.
(tires squealing)
(sirens sounding)
(tires squealing)
(engines roaring)
(tires screeching)
Hang on.
(vehicles crunching)
(car crashing)
Get out of here, quick.
Quick!
(vehicle exploding)
(fire crackling)
You alright?
- Just a little shook up.
Hooker, I saw Amy in that
warehouse and I lost her.
- You're right.
So did I.
(horn blowing)
- How about these toys, Hooker?
Right out of Julia's vision.
- One thing for sure, this is
where they were holding her.
- At least we know
she's still alive.
- Probably until
they get the ransom,
less than four hours from now.
- We've run out
of time to find Amy.
We've gotta nail the kidnappers
when the drop goes down.
Can't take a chance of
following them and losing them.
Let me get you to a hospital.
That diesel banged
us around pretty good.
- I'll be all right.
I have to be.
The end, it's near.
- That's Amy's ribbon.
- She's being
driven along a road.
- I knew she was
in that diesel cab.
- No, a car.
The backseat.
The car's maroon.
The road winds through trees.
The maroon car,
it must be the one
Amy's friends told us about.
- If you won't let me
take you to the hospital,
at least let me get
you a ride home.
You could use the rest.
- How do you know?
ESP?
- Yeah, maybe it's catching.
(recruits calling cadence)
- Patrol unit found
the diesel cab.
Stolen, SID said it's
been wiped clean.
- Gives us nothing.
- Our luck may
be running better.
Last time Genaro
was in the slammer,
he had a cell mate by
the name of Tony Aresco.
We checked him
out, and guess what?
- He's back on the street?
- Paroled two months ago.
- Talked to the warden.
This Aresco is a psycho.
Swore if he ever got out, he'd
make society pick up the tab.
- By holding kids
like Amy for ransom?
- Off this record, I don't
think Aresco's smart enough
to go after a child whose
family's got real money.
Afraid he couldn't
intimidate them,
that they'd call in the Feds.
- So he connects with
his ex-con buddy Genaro,
who squeezes Waylon Gilbert
for the name of
the right family.
- And Gilbert fingers the Rands.
- I got news for this Aresco.
He's on a collision
course with trouble.
Seven.
I wanna be at the Rand's house
for that ransom call at eight.
We have a stop to
make along the way.
(rock music)
- You know, it figures
Aresco'd be in on this.
He's nutso.
- Ever meet him?
- Once.
Sal had me set him
up with my girlfriend.
He beat her up so bad,
she ended up in a hospital.
- Did she say what set him off?
- She was just kidding around
about him not being able
to make it with women,
like maybe he'd been
in prison too long.
- It sounds like our boy
doesn't like his
manhood questioned.
- I think you've given
me what I need, Carla.
I owe you one.
- Don't think I'll
let you forget it.
(customers chattering)
- Give us as much time
as you can to trace the call.
Keep him talking.
- I'll try, but I'm
afraid he'll catch on.
What do I say?
- Well, tell him that you
followed his instructions,
that you didn't call the FBI.
Then, you might
tell him that your wife
is really upset, and then
ask if she can talk to Amy.
- I think we know the
identity of the kidnapper,
a psycho named Tony Aresco.
(phone ringing)
- This is Sam Rand.
- I'm gonna tell
this to you just once.
Take the money
to the phone booth
at the corner of
Spring and Dayton.
At exactly nine, I'll
phone you and tell you
where to go from there.
Don't play any games.
I'll be watching you.
- Listen, don't hang up.
- [Tony] So long, Rand.
- Please, wait.
- Aresco, hold on a minute.
- Who's this?
- My name is Hooker.
I'm a cop.
We met yesterday,
outside of Mama's Kitchen.
- That's as close as you're
ever gonna get to me, blue boy.
- What's the matter, Aresco?
Aren't you man
enough to face me?
That's what I heard about
you, from a girl I know.
- Shut up.
Shut up, you hear me?
- Yeah, she said you talked big,
but all you can do
with a girl is beat her up.
- Alright, Hooker, you have
bought yourself a funeral,
but first, you are gonna sweat.
You're gonna deliver the
money to me in person.
If you don't show,
the kid has had it.
- He wants you to deliver
the ransom, doesn't he?
- No more than I
wanna deliver it.
- Hooker, you can't.
- What do you mean, he can't?
What are you talking about?
- I should have
told you this before.
I should have warned you.
I've had the same vision
over and over again.
You're carrying the
ransom, and you get shot,
killed.
(ominous music)
(horns blowing)
- This has gotta work.
Aresco's ready to crack.
If we blow it, it's
all over for Amy.
- If we blow it, it'll be
all over for Hooker.
- Some plan, using yourself
as bait to smoke out a psycho.
- Hooker'll be alright.
He's wired and he's got 18
years of experience behind him.
- He's gonna need it.
(engine humming)
(phone ringing)
- Hooker.
- [Tony] Right on time, Hooker.
Very good.
- Where's the girl?
- In due time, friend.
First, we'll have a little fun.
Take off your wire.
- I'm not wearing one.
- You want her back in pieces?
I can see you.
Take it off.
- [Hooker] Alright,
alright, take it easy.
The wire's coming off.
- I don't like it.
- It's going sour.
- [Tony] Now, throw it out.
Alright, you know the
phones in Dickson Park?
- [Hooker] Yeah, the
ones by the entrance.
- [Tony] You got five
minutes to get there.
- Hold on, Aresco.
Dickson Park's more
than a mile away.
- Then I say you'd
better get moving.
- Dickson Park.
I'm on my way.
We got five minutes.
- Experience.
I told ya.
Hooker was smart
enough to rig a second wire.
(brakes squealing)
(horns blowing)
(phone ringing)
- Okay, I'm here.
- [Tony] Not bad, cop.
Let's see how
good you really are.
- Aresco, stop playing games.
- [Tony] Why?
Not having fun?
You've got eight minutes
to get to the phone
at Fifth and Main.
- Fifth and Main?
I can't make that.
- [Tony] That's your problem.
Yours and the little girl's.
- He'll never make it to
Fifth and Main on foot.
(bus engine humming)
- Hold it, hold it.
Hold on a minute, I
gotta get to Fifth and Main.
Will you hold it?
Open the door.
Fifth and Main.
Hurry, please.
I caught a bus.
We're gonna be okay.
(horn blowing)
(bus creaking)
(phone ringing)
Hello?
- [Tony] Having a
tough evening, blue suit?
- No sweat.
- [Tony] We'll see.
The mausoleum chapel
in West Side Cemetery.
You got five
minutes to get there.
- Hold it, hold it.
I'm in a big hurry.
Take me to the...
Five minutes to get there.
- Get where, where?
- Come on, Hooker.
Say it again.
- All we can do is wait and
hope he gets to talking soon.
(ominous music)
- I'm at the cemetery.
- Cemetery?
Five minutes away?
- It's gotta be the
West Side Cemetery.
- I gotta feeling this
is the end of the road.
I've got a hunch
Amy isn't with him.
Julia had a vision,
Amy in a maroon car.
Maybe it's around here.
Find it.
(suspenseful music)
(tires crunching lightly)
- I'll see if I can find Hooker.
- Okay, we'll look
for the maroon car.
(suspenseful music)
(footsteps thudding)
- That could be the car.
- Be careful.
Get out of the car
with your hands up.
Get out!
Put your hands on the roof.
- Hey.
(Corrigan breathing heavily)
- Keep them apart.
Put your hands behind your head.
- Amy, I'm a police officer.
You'll be back with
your parents real soon.
(ominous music)
- Aresco?
Where are ya?
- I hope you've said
your prayers, Hooker.
- Where's the girl?
- You'll be meeting
her real soon,
in the hereafter.
- I brought the money.
Let the girl go.
- I say what happens.
Now,
slowly,
use your left hand,
reach around,
take out your gun.
(gun clattering)
- The girl.
- First, the suitcase.
Put it down.
Nice and easy.
You're one dead cop.
(guns firing)
- Hooker!
(dynamic music)
He's dead.
Hooker's dead.
(Romano breathing deeply)
(footsteps thudding)
- I got a pulse.
Don't stop, don't stop.
I'll get an ambulance.
This hospital life's gotta be
getting you down, Hooker.
- Well, I can't complain.
Wanda here is
gonna come back later
and do her dance with the doves?
- Oh, yeah?
Well, shove over.
You're gonna have
some company, me.
- Something tells
me it's time to go.
- Jim, did you talk
to the psychiatrist?
- Yeah, yeah, he feels
Amy's recovering nicely.
Shouldn't have any
lasting emotional scars.
Get some rest,
we'll be back soon.
- Hi.
- Hello.
Oh, Hooker, you're looking good.
- Feeling good,
especially about the
way things worked out.
- Tell me, have you
changed your mind
about parapsychology?
- That's a loaded question,
but maybe I'll do a little
research on the subject
when I get outta here.
- Oh, good, now
we're making progress.
What about psychics?
Changed your mind?
- Nope.
- No?
Hooker, Julia knew
Amy wasn't in the truck.
- Right, and I also
saw that stuffed animal.
- And maroon car.
- But she wasn't
right about everything.
I'm still here.
(Julia laughing)
("TJ Hooker" theme music)
(triumphant music)