T.J. Hooker (1982–1986): Season 4, Episode 11 - Street Bait - full transcript
Stacy poses as a clerk to trap a murderer killing department-store patrons.
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- Getting out of
here kind of late
tonight, aren't you, Corey?
- Tell me about it.
I had half the
inventory to reshelve.
Good night.
- Good night.
(mysterious music)
- What are you doing here?
(Corey screams)
- Corrigan told me you got
a call from Oregon today.
How's the family>
- Fine.
Yeah, fine.
Yeah, Chrissie's at
the top of the honor roll.
Tommy is the best
soccer player in his league.
- That's great.
- Yeah.
- And Fran?
- Fran...
Fran's thinking about
getting remarried.
- No kidding.
Well, that's terrific, isn't it?
- Sure.
Sure, if that's what
she and the kids want.
A man can't expect his ex to sit
back and watch
the parade pass by.
- Yeah.
- Still young.
She's a looker.
- [Dispatcher] All
units in, 4-Adam-30.
A possible assault in progress.
Woman screaming.
City Center Mall rooftop
parking lot, southwest corner.
4-Adam-30, handle code three.
- 4-Adam-30, Roger.
(sirens wailing)
(tires screeching)
(upbeat music)
(tires screeching)
There, going down the ramp.
(sirens wailing)
- 4-Adam-16 show
us backing up 30.
- [Dispatcher] 16, Roger.
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- 16, we got a suspect.
Check for a victim on the
rooftop near the dumpster.
- Roger, 4-Adam-30.
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There.
(tires screeching)
(mysterious music)
Oh, God, another one.
- Call an ambulance.
- 4-Adam-16 requesting
an ambulance at
the City Center Mall on
the top level parking lot.
- [Dispatcher] 16, Roger.
All units, 4-Adam-30 is now
southbound on Gramercy Place.
(tires screeching)
(sirens wailing)
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(tires screeching)
(tires screeching)
(tires screeching)
(tires screeching)
- Jean Kimbell was killed at
her bus stop six weeks ago.
My friend, Rita
Jensen, was dumped
in the bushes near her carport.
And now the Williams
girl at the mall last night.
Why?
- And who?
Did Rita Jensen ever mention
having another job at the mall?
- Not that I know of.
You have something?
- Well, the Williams and
Kimbell girls both worked there.
- Which might mean something,
except that Rita Jensen
worked as a clerk typist
down at Central Precinct.
- Maybe they all
knew each other.
- There's no
confirmation of that,
but we're sure they were
all shot with the same .22.
Ballistics just came in.
- So did latents.
16th Precinct recovered
Corey William's car.
They found a full thumbprint
and a partial palm inside it.
- Three blond,
pretty girls beaten,
raped, murdered, within a mile.
There's gotta be a
common denominator
that we can latch onto.
- What about that
necklace we found?
Does it connect to anything?
- Bulletin from downtown
said it was stolen in a burglary.
Worth about six grand.
- Sounds like the
Williams girl did a little
more than sell
shoes at the mall.
- Hooker, my detectives
are spread very thin.
Can you run that
one down for me?
- I thought you'd never ask.
- You mind if I
check for a possible
tie-in with Rita and the mall?
- Go to it, Stacy.
- I was thinking
about Corey Williams.
Starting life, was the
product of a divorce,
and ending up a
homicide statistic.
- Yeah, it's not a
real happy story.
- And Chrissie and Tommy
are out there like Corey.
Probably confused
about the divorce.
Maybe even headed for trouble.
- You think Fran's
feeling some of that, too?
It could explain this
whole marriage thing.
- Maybe.
Still, it doesn't make
it any easier to think
of my kids calling
somebody else dad.
(radio beeps)
- [Dispatcher] 4-Adam-30,
Lieutenant O'Brien
advises the necklace found
near victim, Corey Williams,
ties to her
boyfriend, Vic Farrow.
Farrow is wanted
for parole violation,
but may be working at
the Central Mall Tire Store.
Can you follow up?
- 4-Adam-30, Roger.
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(tires screeching)
- Vic Farrow.
Hey!
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- OK, spread 'em, hotshot.
Let's go, come on.
You have the right
to remain silent.
- You can stuff
Miranda, I got it recorded.
- Look at this.
.22.
Only a parole
jumper, a wise guy.
- Wax key impression.
- House key.
It's an old story.
Probably learned
it in yard school.
Fix a car, steal a
registration address,
and prowl the house
while the owner's out.
- [Vince] You want a theory
where that necklace came from?
- Hey, you can take your theory
and stuff that, too, fuzz ball.
- Don't tempt me, night crawler.
I'll put you under
my foot and twist.
- [Vince] That means
you're under arrest.
- [Vic] Oh yeah?
- Lab found this in the
crack of Corey Williams' car.
- Part of the gun clip.
- They haven't been
able to identify it yet.
Farrow's prints don't
match, his alibis all check out,
and the .22 flunked ballistics.
- Great.
Goodbye murder suspect.
- [Vince] Ah, look
at the positive side.
At least Vic Farrow
won't be ripping
anybody else
off for a long time.
- Yeah, well, we're
still back to square one.
- Not quite.
This was down near Rita's body.
- The sales receipt
inside puts her
in the mall the day
she was murdered.
- Somebody could've
followed her home from there.
- Covered a hell
of a lot of territory.
- There's one approach
we haven't tried.
- Like?
- Street bait.
- Come on, Stacy.
- We'll smoke the
killer out ourselves.
It makes sense.
Look.
Romano, help me.
Look at them.
- You got a point.
They're all about your
age, blonde, pretty.
- They're also dead.
- Do you have a better idea?
I'm telling you
it's the way to go.
- We rented this cover
apartment because it's smack
in the middle of whatever
is happening in this case.
- So you should
be in the right place
to attract the
killer's attention.
- [Stacy] I gather
this is the bus route.
- That's right.
Jean Kimbell got
off here and was
killed less than
five yards away.
Rita died outside her apartment.
And Corey got hit in
the mall parking lot here.
- You know, with Stacy working
the same store in the mall
as Jean Kimbell, it puts
her right in the middle, too.
- If you get into any
trouble, yell your head off.
We'll break down
the door if we have to.
- All right, whenever
you leave here,
make sure you wear this.
One of us will be
close by listening.
Remember, 100 yards
and you're out of range.
- I don't suppose you guys left
me a little privacy in the John.
- Hey, just turn on the shower.
We'll get the message.
- But look carefully, of course,
this guy could be anybody,
including the local plumber.
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(mellow music)
- All right, I'll tell him.
That was Corrigan.
Stacy's at work.
He's tracking her.
- What do you got there?
- Oh, something for you.
Portland, Oregon PD, hmm?
- Thank you.
(mysterious music)
- [Vince] OK, come on,
what's in the envelope?
- Just something I asked for.
The range master
recognized a gun clip plate.
It's from a Walter TPH.
- Never heard of it.
- There aren't that many around.
It's a high precision German
.22 sold only to policemen.
- What are you saying, our
murder weapon came from a cop?
- Definite possible.
We'll get a wire off to the
importer for a list of owners,
and then match that against
our gun registration files.
- A cop?
You know, when I
was a kid in Philly,
there was this beat cop who
made me think that when I grew
up, I wanted to wear a badge
and be one of the good guys.
Go out and look, find a
department that's clean, he told me,
so you don't have to start off
defending what
kind of cop you are.
- Well, you see,
that's the problem.
One bad cop can
turn it all around.
That's why it's
up to us, Junior,
to keep our own house clean.
- That's 10 of those.
You sure you need all of them?
- Hey, like, I've got
20 fingers and toes
and it takes a lot
of paint, you know?
- [Stacy] Do you get any trouble
from home looking like that?
- [Brunette Girl] Well,
no, my mom's, like,
totally awesome, you know?
- [Blonde Girl] Like,
it's totally tubular behind
our white picket fence, too.
- I mean, the
understanding is, like, total.
I mean, daddy, he's regular,
but he's into it, too, you know?
- Mine too.
It's like, they know
when we shop the discos,
we have to get some attention.
- I mean, tubular attention.
I mean, with the
hand lights and stuff.
- [Blonde Girl] That's where
it really counts, you know?
But sometimes it can get
totally flashy and awesome.
- Thank you very much.
- Thanks, bye.
- Bye bye.
- You're not gonna be
on this floor much longer.
- [Stacy] Why, am I
doing something wrong?
- No, see that wimp?
Bryan Jenkins, the floor super.
This is, what, your third day?
- Mm-hmm.
- By five he'll make
a move on you.
Offer you a
promotion, the works.
He hits on all the girls here.
- Jean Kimbell, too?
- You know Jean?
- No, I just heard
she worked here.
- Jeanie worked this floor.
She and Corey Williams.
Scary both of them
getting murdered like that.
- I thought Corey
worked at Perry Shoes.
- She did after she
quit working here.
I would've quite working
anywhere in this whole mall.
It's just not safe for a
single girl, especially at night.
- Haven't I been trying to
tell you that for weeks, kid?
I've offered to make sure
that you're never alone,
and what do I get in return?
Rejection.
Hi, I'm Dave Manetti.
- Stacy Parker.
- Dave here can't
help his nosy ways.
He's a full-time
vice cop downtown
and the part-time
house dick around here.
Besides being good for nothing,
he comes in handy
once in a while.
- Haven't I seen you
somewhere, Stacy?
- Maybe the same
place I've heard that line.
- Sure you don't remember me?
I used to pilot a
squad car around here.
Maybe I gave you a ticket
somewhere in your life.
- [Stacy] That I'd remember.
- Well, maybe we
can get together
and refresh each other's
memories sometime.
See ya.
- Bye.
Corrigan, I hope you heard
the part about Corey Williams.
- I did, I did.
X-Ray-16 to 30 on tac two.
- Go 16.
- Stacy just turned something.
Seems Corey Williams
used to work at the same
store as our first
victim, Jean Kimbell.
- That's more than
a little something.
We'll check it out.
Progress, Junior.
- I'm all for it.
- I can't tell you if
Corey was any friendlier
with Jean Kimbell than with
anybody else in the store.
- We heard she quit suddenly.
- Let's say the
parting was mutual.
We couldn't afford to
support her shoplifting habit
and she claimed we were
harassing her with smutty calls.
- Why didn't you press charges?
- Well, Manetti, our head of
security suggested dropping
the whole affair to avoid
questionable publicity.
- Did Corey happen
to mention who
was making these obscene calls?
- No.
But then I think
it was all a scam
to escape the
shoplifting charges.
See, I felt she should
pay for what she took.
- Well, she can't very
well do that now, can she?
- You think the shoplifting
ties into the killings?
- Could be.
Why don't you check the
obscene call reports when we get
back and see if any of the
other victims filed a complaint.
- Hooker, do you know
how many of those calls
come in every night,
and the language?
Oh boy.
- [Karen] You've
gotta be kidding.
Walk all the way around
this parking lot at night?
- We'll miss our bus if we
have to go to another exit.
- I'm sorry, ladies,
but once the door
is on the alarm, not
even I can open it.
- That's OK, we can hurry.
Come on.
- What he should do is
tell management to hire
some escorts when we
have to work this late.
- [Stacy] Amen.
The east exit's not
that far out of our way.
- It is if you're afraid of who
you might meet in the dark.
- Say where you
are, Stacy, dammit.
- [Karen] Come on,
let's get to the bus.
- Take it easy.
(tires screeching)
Are you OK?
- Feel like an idiot
going on like this.
But with the phone
calls I've been getting,
it's enough to make
anybody jittery.
- What kind of calls?
- The heavy breathing kind.
It's been going on over a week.
Dave suggested I get an unlisted
phone number, so I got one.
- Why don't you ask for
the day shift at the store?
- Can't.
I'm carrying 18 units at UC.
But it's only for
one more semester.
Then I'll be a free woman.
- You'll have your degree?
- Mm-hmm.
- Oh, that's great.
- Yeah, marketing research
and some big bucks.
- Great.
- My stop.
Stacy, thanks for listening.
- Sure.
See you tomorrow.
- OK, bye bye.
(mysterious music)
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- Hooker!
I don't need practice
at being scared to death.
- No, what you
need is (mumbles).
I just want to make
sure the neighborhood
was clear before you went in.
- Stacy, you know,
if you're trying
to lose me, you
almost succeeded.
- [Stacy] I'm sorry, I
tried to keep talking.
- [Jim] Just give
me time to catch up
with you when you
make a move, OK?
- [T. J.] I didn't
mean to frighten you.
Well, I'm sorry.
I mean, the thing is that
there are people around.
We gotta make sure
that you're not being hurt.
- Would you relax?
The closest I've come to
being molested is a bunch
of smooth talk by
a cop at the store.
- [Vince] A cop?
- Yeah, a guy named Manetti.
He moonlights at the
mall and works day
watch vice at the 29th Precinct.
- I checked Perry's Shoe Store.
This Manetti got
Corey her job there.
- Wait a minute, this
guy gets her a job
after busting her
for shoplifting?
- I think we'd better run
a full check on Manetti.
- He's a cop, Hooker,
just like the rest of us.
- We turned another
piece of evidence, Stacy.
Special handgun issued
primarily to policemen.
Looks like we could
be dealing with a cop.
- Results of the
crime report research.
All three murdered
girls reported obscene
calls sometime
before they were killed.
- Uh oh.
The girl I work with has been
getting obscene phone calls.
- Call her.
- She just got
an unlisted number.
- [T. J.] Where does she live?
- Please, I'll do whatever
you want, only don't hurt me.
No.
Please.
(sirens wailing)
(suspenseful music)
- [Vince] Cover the back.
- [Stacy] Police, open the door.
(glass breaks)
- See if you can find her.
(glass shatters)
(suspenseful music)
Corrigan, Romano, this way!
(engine starts)
(tires screeching)
(tires screeching)
- Are you all right?
- Yeah.
Get out a description.
- Dispatch, this is 4-Adam-30.
We just lost a 187 suspect
driving a Dodge, brown in color.
No license observed.
- [T. J.] Stacy.
- In here.
She's dead, Hooker.
(suspenseful music)
- I could be looking at
a picture of you here,
Stacy, instead
of Karen Mitchell.
- Well, you're not.
I can take care of myself.
- Can you?
You know, something
could've happened when you
lost me in the
parking lot last night.
Now I want you out of this.
- I'm not quitting.
But if you want,
I can ask Hooker
to assign backup
to someone else.
- [T. J.] Problem?
- Not with me.
- Lieutenant, did
your detectives turn
anything on Karen
or the brown car?
- Without a license,
finding that Dodge
is like sucking a straw
in an empty glass.
- Well, the lab did better.
They found skin and blood
under Karen's fingernails.
We get ourselves a suspect,
we can match blood
type and enzymes.
How about that check
you ran on Dave Manetti?
- Seven years with the force
all with the 29th Precinct.
You know the best part?
He worked with Rita Jensen.
- Sounds like we
should let Internal
Affairs know about this one.
- I'm not siccing
any headhunter on
another cop until
we're sure, agreed?
- Till we're sure.
- Then I guess
it's time I got to
know Officer
Manetti a lot better.
Excuse me.
- You know, she's
got the worst reason
in the world for doing this job.
She's emotionally involved.
- And you're not?
- You know what I mean.
- Now don't cop out.
You'd much rather be out
there yourself getting shot at
than chewing on the radio
waiting for the hammer
to fall on somebody
you feel responsible for.
- Hooker, she is
wide open on this one.
- Romano and I
have the wire tonight.
You need a break.
(mysterious music)
- Portland PD.
Oregon is where
Fran's boyfriend lives.
Don't tell me you
had this guy checked.
- Yes, I did.
Except for the kids, she's got
nobody up there she can rely on.
If this is gonna be
the guy, I want to know
I can trust him with
her and with the kids.
- What does this guy
do to pay the rent?
- He sells computers,
answering machines, like that.
- Don't you hate that stuff?
- [Stacy] Excuse me,
can I take you up on your
offer to escort me
to the bus stop?
I'm a little spooked after
what happened to Karen.
- No problem, come on.
I'm sorry, Stacy.
I know you and
Karen were friends.
But every time you
look at the six o'clock
news, there's another tragedy.
It's tough, but life
goes on, you know?
- Karen had her
whole life in front of her.
She was about to get her degree.
- I know.
Look, I know my timing's lousy,
but would you like to go out
and grab a bite to eat with me?
- [Stacy] I don't
know, this whole thing
with Karen has me down.
- I'm down, too,
but maybe a little
conversation will
pick us both up.
- OK, why not?
- What do you think?
- He's the best suspect we have.
- [Jim] X-Ray-30, come in.
- [T. J.] Go, Corrigan.
- Department registration
shows Manetti's
backup gun is a Walter TPH.
I checked with DMV.
He owns a van and a brown Dodge.
- I'd say we have enough
to support a search warrant.
- Roger, I'm on it.
- Something wrong with the food?
- No.
No.
I was just wondering
who is Dave Manetti.
You're an expert
with those things.
- I also dance like
Michael Jackson,
mix an incredible Bloody Mary,
and tell my detective cases
like Joseph Wambaugh.
- [Stacy] Oh. (chuckles)
- My turn.
Who is Stacy Parker?
- None of the above.
- Is there anybody
special out there?
- Well, if they're special,
then they're special.
- You know, you're
harder to get a straight
answer out of than
a cornered felon.
- Well, I didn't know
this was an interrogation.
- OK, let me ask another way.
Are you dating
anybody right now?
Are you sitting home watching
Dynasty reruns every night?
- I think I'd better answer that
after a trip to the ladies room.
- I think I should warn you.
I'm not a patient man.
These will all be devoured
if you're gone too long.
- [Stacy] Excuse me. (chuckles)
- Manetti has a Walter
TPH and a brown Dodge.
- That about says
it all, doesn't it?
- If we can find them,
especially the gun.
Corrigan has a
search warrant for
Manetti's house and his van.
He practically vacuumed
the house, came up empty.
I think it's about time we
tore his surfer van apart.
- His van is alarmed, Hooker.
There's no way you'd get in
without him knowing about it.
What happens if you
come up empty-handed?
- [T. J.] Then this part of
the investigation is burned.
- Look, let me try and get
some time alone in his van.
If we come up dry, he
won't have to know anything.
- Forget it.
- I'll keep a low profile.
I promise I can do it.
- Do me a favor.
Don't get hurt here or here.
- [T. J.] X-Ray-30
to 16, roll it.
I've got point.
(suspenseful music)
- This is very nice.
- I put in the cubby holes,
a stereo, and the fridge.
- The last guy I dated only
mentioned the bed. (laughs)
Sort of takes me back
to my high school days.
- Well, why don't I just take
you all the way back, huh?
(suspenseful music)
- [T. J.] He's turned
south onto your point, Jim.
- Roger, I've got them.
Hooker, he's coming
north at you on Baxter.
- [T. J.] Roger,
we're back on point.
Hold the parallel.
- So, do you love it?
- Thrilling. (laughs)
- The best is yet to come.
(tires screeching)
- [T. J.] Corrigan, you
got him on clear view?
- Negative, Hooker.
I've got it covered.
He's not here.
- We've lost radio range
on the wire, too, Hooker.
- [T. J.] Keep moving east, Jim.
We'll hold him on this end.
- There.
Just in time to
catch the last show.
- I love a picnic.
Acres and acres of sand,
and all of it in your food.
- Stop griping.
Just lie still and inhale.
- Now is this all the
way back or what?
- Bogart is still my favorite.
- [Woman] I've
always been curious
to know how a writer works.
- [Dixon] Usually
in a sitting position.
Honey, haven't I read
this somewhere before?
- [Man] Maybe she has.
You know, that's the trouble
with these Hollywood dames.
They all have such
a sketchy education.
- No, no, it's the drive-in.
Corrigan!
Pickwick Drive-In on Slosson.
- [Man] Oh, that's wonderful.
- [Woman] Oh, my hero.
What I meant was
does he usually have
the story mapped
out before he starts?
- Dave, I'm a little thirsty
after all that Chinese food.
Would you mind getting
me something to drink?
- No problem.
I'll be back in no time
with a couple of cool ones.
- [Stacy] Thanks.
- [Woman] That's my boy.
- Why I never went
for her I'll never know.
- [Stacy] If you're out there,
Hooker, we're parked five
rows in front of the
snack bar in the center.
- [Man] How long
would you give it, Sylvia?
- [Sylvia] Oh, not
more than 40 years.
- [Stacy] Manetti
just left to get some
drinks and I'm
serving the warrant.
- [Dixon] When did you see him?
- [Sylvia] The other day.
- [Dixon] Why
didn't you tell me?
- [Sylvia] We didn't
want to tell you
because it would only upset you.
- [Dixon] You're lying to me.
- [Sylvia] I'm not lying,
I just didn't tell you.
I'm sorry, Dix.
- [Dixon] Still checking on me.
Still trying to pin
a murder on me.
- There's a .22 gun clip.
- [Sylvia] Dix!
Dix!
- (mumbles), sweetheart.
- She's burned, move in.
(tires screeching)
Police!
You kiss her goodbye, chump.
Come here, up against the car.
- Hey, what the hell's going on?
I'm a police detective.
She's a thief.
- Wrong.
She's a police officer
conducting a legal search.
You're under arrest for murder.
- I thought she was trying to
rip off my guns, loot my van.
How many times do I
have to tell you that?
- What about those guns?
Where was the Walter TPH
registered with the department?
- For the last time, I moved.
The .22 got lost in the shuffle.
It's missing,
stolen, gone, kaput.
- Suppose that's true.
You're a cop, why didn't
you report it missing?
- I did.
Is this precinct so
desperate to break this
case that you're
going for the throat of
anybody who even
knew one of those girls?
- You didn't know
just one of those girls.
You knew all of them.
- I know a lot of
girls at the mall.
I dated Jean a few times.
Corey was a mixed-up
girl who needed
a lot of straightening out.
I was trying.
Every time I tried to get to
know Karen, she shied off.
- [T. J.] And Rita Jensen?
- You ever have one of those
days when just one more pimp,
one more cap buster drive
you right over the edge?
Rita'd get off work
at the records desk,
spin down, meet
me for happy hour.
Share a stiff drink
and a lot of sympathy.
I'd never have
laid a hand on her.
- He's either the best
liar I ever met, or...
- Or we've got all the right
evidence and the wrong man.
- Well, it doesn't make sense.
I checked with SID and
they've made 10 points
of similarity on
those latent prints,
enough to call it a
preliminary match.
- Yeah, but not the
15 we need for Corey.
Blood type, enzyme identical.
- Manetti's alibi checks out.
Corey Williams had some
belongings at the mall.
Manetti was flying
them back to her family
in Phoenix when
Karen was killed.
- And he did file a
missing gun report.
It slipped through
one of the bureaucratic
cracks at Central Records.
- Well, that's it then.
Prints or no prints,
we give him up.
- What about the case?
- You're still under.
You want to stick with it?
- You bet I do.
- Hey, Stace, about last night.
You handled yourself
like a 20 year vet.
I want to take back what
I've been saying about you.
- You really think
I've been listening?
- You have a matching
set of prints, blood type,
height, weight, enzyme,
and mineral levels.
But our suspect's clean.
- You asked me
to push the criminal
list to make some sense of it.
- I figured we
could use anything.
Lay it on me.
- One possibility.
Siblings or parents
can share all
of those genetic
characteristics.
- Well, it's a start.
- Oh, Hooker.
Hooker, I've been
trying Fran's number
in Oregon like you asked.
All I keep getting is
an answering machine.
- He sold her an
answering machine.
- [Stacy] Hi.
- Hi.
I've been thinking
about who you are,
your job, what happened.
- Listen, I understand.
You were just blowing
off some steam.
- I'd like to see you
again, Stacy, soon.
- With half my friends
along for company?
- Even Hooker.
- All right, I'm off at three.
- Great.
(mellow music)
What the hell?
Aren't you the...
- Janitor from work.
- [Dave] What are
you doing here?
- Meeting my loving brother
for the first
and last time.
- Hey, thanks a lot.
Want some?
- Oh, no.
- What did Manetti's
father have to say?
- Dave Manetti's
a fraternal twin.
He and his brother were adopted
a few weeks after
they were born.
Can you believe that?
Manetti apparently went
to a pretty decent home,
and the twin went to a home
where the father abused him.
- Well, how did Manetti's
father find out about the twin?
- He received a
letter a couple of years
ago from the twin
named Tony Perino.
Seems this Perino
burned his father's
house down with daddy inside it.
They had him on trial.
- Well, he must have told
him about this brother then.
- Perino wanted Manetti
to pull some police strings.
Manetti's father didn't
want his son involved,
so he handled the case himself.
Perino ended up
in a mental ward.
- I can't believe
Manetti's father wouldn't
have explained
everything to him.
- Well, Manetti dropped
out of law school to become
a policeman, and father
and son haven't spoken since.
- That I can relate to.
My whole life, my
dad and I never
understood two
words the same way.
- It can happen.
A kid who not comfortable
with his adopted folks.
Stepparents with his new kids.
- Wondering about Fran?
- Will, the guy who
takes my place have
a problem with
Chrissie and Tommy?
- Only if he goes out of his way
to undo everything
that you've done.
You've raised good kids, Hooker.
Have some faith in 'em.
You sure you don't want any?
- All right, give me that.
- All right, here you go.
- [Stacy] I'm sorry, sir,
but this is a loading zone.
- Is it really?
- Why don't you take
the afternoon off?
I turned off my wire.
- Just tell Manetti he
better take care of you.
He's gonna have me to answer to.
- Don't worry,
and don't wait up.
- I won't.
- There he is.
- Behave yourself.
- See you later.
- Have a good time.
- OK.
- Not a sound.
Get in.
Now or I'll kill you right here.
(suspenseful music)
- His van's gone.
Maybe he's not here.
(Dave groans)
(Dave groans)
- [T. J.] Call an ambulance.
- Stacy.
He's gonna kill Stacy.
- [T. J.] Adam-30 to X-Ray-16.
- Go, Hooker.
- [T. J.] Where's Stacy?
- Out on the town with Manetti.
They left a few minutes ago.
Listen carefully, Jim.
It's not Manetti.
It's his brother,
he's the killer.
- Damn.
Stacy turned off her fargo.
They were southbound
on Kelmar just
a few minutes ago from the mall.
- Get after her.
Let's pray she turns it back on.
- Hooker, even if she does,
you know her wire's gonna
be stopped by whatever
gets between us and her.
Cars, building.
- I'll call in a chopper.
They'll pick up
the signal if she
gets a chance to put one out.
- [Stacy] Why did you kill them?
- I hated him.
So I hate them and you.
- We barely knew each other.
I could get to know you.
What's your name?
(suspenseful music)
- Get down as close as you can.
- [Stacy] Officer needs help.
Harris Park.
Officer needs help.
Repeat, officer needs help.
Harris Park.
- Corrigan, she's
in Harris Park.
Take the south road
up the mountain.
Romano, close off the east exit.
(upbeat music)
(sirens wailing)
(tires screeching)
- [Jim] You all right?
- Yeah.
- She's nothing!
You're a tramp!
That's all my brother
could ever like.
Tramps!
Don't you understand?
- No, and I don't
think I ever will.
- [Dave] I appreciate
everything you've done.
I'm just sorry I
might've prevented
everything if I'd only known.
- Well, you can't be responsible
for what your brother did.
- It's not your fault
you were split up
when you were children,
or your fault about
the other things that happened.
- Yeah, but what do
you say to yourself
when you look in the
mirror and you know
it could've been
you instead of him?
- Hey, I'd say I'm
me and I've done
a good job with my life so far.
- That sounds like
good advice for all of us.
- Dave's gonna be getting
a lot of advice over the next
few days on that vacation
he's being forced to take.
- What vacation?
- The one they give
sick and wounded
cops who need
tender loving care.
- Dave, if you're
gonna get that from
somebody we know,
let me warn you.
She makes a pretty
rotten cup of coffee.
- Better than yours at least.
- What are you talking about?
My coffee's great.
- Which reminds me, did
you ever get ahold of Fran?
- No, just the
answering machine.
- Hooker, Fran'll never marry
that guy you had checked out.
I read that report.
He's too much like you.
Why would she
want to put herself
through that punishment again?
(laughing)
(easygoing music)
(energetic music)
(vibrant music)
(mysterious music)
- Getting out of
here kind of late
tonight, aren't you, Corey?
- Tell me about it.
I had half the
inventory to reshelve.
Good night.
- Good night.
(mysterious music)
- What are you doing here?
(Corey screams)
- Corrigan told me you got
a call from Oregon today.
How's the family>
- Fine.
Yeah, fine.
Yeah, Chrissie's at
the top of the honor roll.
Tommy is the best
soccer player in his league.
- That's great.
- Yeah.
- And Fran?
- Fran...
Fran's thinking about
getting remarried.
- No kidding.
Well, that's terrific, isn't it?
- Sure.
Sure, if that's what
she and the kids want.
A man can't expect his ex to sit
back and watch
the parade pass by.
- Yeah.
- Still young.
She's a looker.
- [Dispatcher] All
units in, 4-Adam-30.
A possible assault in progress.
Woman screaming.
City Center Mall rooftop
parking lot, southwest corner.
4-Adam-30, handle code three.
- 4-Adam-30, Roger.
(sirens wailing)
(tires screeching)
(upbeat music)
(tires screeching)
There, going down the ramp.
(sirens wailing)
- 4-Adam-16 show
us backing up 30.
- [Dispatcher] 16, Roger.
(upbeat music)
- 16, we got a suspect.
Check for a victim on the
rooftop near the dumpster.
- Roger, 4-Adam-30.
(upbeat music)
There.
(tires screeching)
(mysterious music)
Oh, God, another one.
- Call an ambulance.
- 4-Adam-16 requesting
an ambulance at
the City Center Mall on
the top level parking lot.
- [Dispatcher] 16, Roger.
All units, 4-Adam-30 is now
southbound on Gramercy Place.
(tires screeching)
(sirens wailing)
(upbeat music)
(tires screeching)
(tires screeching)
(tires screeching)
(tires screeching)
- Jean Kimbell was killed at
her bus stop six weeks ago.
My friend, Rita
Jensen, was dumped
in the bushes near her carport.
And now the Williams
girl at the mall last night.
Why?
- And who?
Did Rita Jensen ever mention
having another job at the mall?
- Not that I know of.
You have something?
- Well, the Williams and
Kimbell girls both worked there.
- Which might mean something,
except that Rita Jensen
worked as a clerk typist
down at Central Precinct.
- Maybe they all
knew each other.
- There's no
confirmation of that,
but we're sure they were
all shot with the same .22.
Ballistics just came in.
- So did latents.
16th Precinct recovered
Corey William's car.
They found a full thumbprint
and a partial palm inside it.
- Three blond,
pretty girls beaten,
raped, murdered, within a mile.
There's gotta be a
common denominator
that we can latch onto.
- What about that
necklace we found?
Does it connect to anything?
- Bulletin from downtown
said it was stolen in a burglary.
Worth about six grand.
- Sounds like the
Williams girl did a little
more than sell
shoes at the mall.
- Hooker, my detectives
are spread very thin.
Can you run that
one down for me?
- I thought you'd never ask.
- You mind if I
check for a possible
tie-in with Rita and the mall?
- Go to it, Stacy.
- I was thinking
about Corey Williams.
Starting life, was the
product of a divorce,
and ending up a
homicide statistic.
- Yeah, it's not a
real happy story.
- And Chrissie and Tommy
are out there like Corey.
Probably confused
about the divorce.
Maybe even headed for trouble.
- You think Fran's
feeling some of that, too?
It could explain this
whole marriage thing.
- Maybe.
Still, it doesn't make
it any easier to think
of my kids calling
somebody else dad.
(radio beeps)
- [Dispatcher] 4-Adam-30,
Lieutenant O'Brien
advises the necklace found
near victim, Corey Williams,
ties to her
boyfriend, Vic Farrow.
Farrow is wanted
for parole violation,
but may be working at
the Central Mall Tire Store.
Can you follow up?
- 4-Adam-30, Roger.
(groovy music)
(tires screeching)
- Vic Farrow.
Hey!
(upbeat music)
- OK, spread 'em, hotshot.
Let's go, come on.
You have the right
to remain silent.
- You can stuff
Miranda, I got it recorded.
- Look at this.
.22.
Only a parole
jumper, a wise guy.
- Wax key impression.
- House key.
It's an old story.
Probably learned
it in yard school.
Fix a car, steal a
registration address,
and prowl the house
while the owner's out.
- [Vince] You want a theory
where that necklace came from?
- Hey, you can take your theory
and stuff that, too, fuzz ball.
- Don't tempt me, night crawler.
I'll put you under
my foot and twist.
- [Vince] That means
you're under arrest.
- [Vic] Oh yeah?
- Lab found this in the
crack of Corey Williams' car.
- Part of the gun clip.
- They haven't been
able to identify it yet.
Farrow's prints don't
match, his alibis all check out,
and the .22 flunked ballistics.
- Great.
Goodbye murder suspect.
- [Vince] Ah, look
at the positive side.
At least Vic Farrow
won't be ripping
anybody else
off for a long time.
- Yeah, well, we're
still back to square one.
- Not quite.
This was down near Rita's body.
- The sales receipt
inside puts her
in the mall the day
she was murdered.
- Somebody could've
followed her home from there.
- Covered a hell
of a lot of territory.
- There's one approach
we haven't tried.
- Like?
- Street bait.
- Come on, Stacy.
- We'll smoke the
killer out ourselves.
It makes sense.
Look.
Romano, help me.
Look at them.
- You got a point.
They're all about your
age, blonde, pretty.
- They're also dead.
- Do you have a better idea?
I'm telling you
it's the way to go.
- We rented this cover
apartment because it's smack
in the middle of whatever
is happening in this case.
- So you should
be in the right place
to attract the
killer's attention.
- [Stacy] I gather
this is the bus route.
- That's right.
Jean Kimbell got
off here and was
killed less than
five yards away.
Rita died outside her apartment.
And Corey got hit in
the mall parking lot here.
- You know, with Stacy working
the same store in the mall
as Jean Kimbell, it puts
her right in the middle, too.
- If you get into any
trouble, yell your head off.
We'll break down
the door if we have to.
- All right, whenever
you leave here,
make sure you wear this.
One of us will be
close by listening.
Remember, 100 yards
and you're out of range.
- I don't suppose you guys left
me a little privacy in the John.
- Hey, just turn on the shower.
We'll get the message.
- But look carefully, of course,
this guy could be anybody,
including the local plumber.
(suspenseful music)
(mellow music)
- All right, I'll tell him.
That was Corrigan.
Stacy's at work.
He's tracking her.
- What do you got there?
- Oh, something for you.
Portland, Oregon PD, hmm?
- Thank you.
(mysterious music)
- [Vince] OK, come on,
what's in the envelope?
- Just something I asked for.
The range master
recognized a gun clip plate.
It's from a Walter TPH.
- Never heard of it.
- There aren't that many around.
It's a high precision German
.22 sold only to policemen.
- What are you saying, our
murder weapon came from a cop?
- Definite possible.
We'll get a wire off to the
importer for a list of owners,
and then match that against
our gun registration files.
- A cop?
You know, when I
was a kid in Philly,
there was this beat cop who
made me think that when I grew
up, I wanted to wear a badge
and be one of the good guys.
Go out and look, find a
department that's clean, he told me,
so you don't have to start off
defending what
kind of cop you are.
- Well, you see,
that's the problem.
One bad cop can
turn it all around.
That's why it's
up to us, Junior,
to keep our own house clean.
- That's 10 of those.
You sure you need all of them?
- Hey, like, I've got
20 fingers and toes
and it takes a lot
of paint, you know?
- [Stacy] Do you get any trouble
from home looking like that?
- [Brunette Girl] Well,
no, my mom's, like,
totally awesome, you know?
- [Blonde Girl] Like,
it's totally tubular behind
our white picket fence, too.
- I mean, the
understanding is, like, total.
I mean, daddy, he's regular,
but he's into it, too, you know?
- Mine too.
It's like, they know
when we shop the discos,
we have to get some attention.
- I mean, tubular attention.
I mean, with the
hand lights and stuff.
- [Blonde Girl] That's where
it really counts, you know?
But sometimes it can get
totally flashy and awesome.
- Thank you very much.
- Thanks, bye.
- Bye bye.
- You're not gonna be
on this floor much longer.
- [Stacy] Why, am I
doing something wrong?
- No, see that wimp?
Bryan Jenkins, the floor super.
This is, what, your third day?
- Mm-hmm.
- By five he'll make
a move on you.
Offer you a
promotion, the works.
He hits on all the girls here.
- Jean Kimbell, too?
- You know Jean?
- No, I just heard
she worked here.
- Jeanie worked this floor.
She and Corey Williams.
Scary both of them
getting murdered like that.
- I thought Corey
worked at Perry Shoes.
- She did after she
quit working here.
I would've quite working
anywhere in this whole mall.
It's just not safe for a
single girl, especially at night.
- Haven't I been trying to
tell you that for weeks, kid?
I've offered to make sure
that you're never alone,
and what do I get in return?
Rejection.
Hi, I'm Dave Manetti.
- Stacy Parker.
- Dave here can't
help his nosy ways.
He's a full-time
vice cop downtown
and the part-time
house dick around here.
Besides being good for nothing,
he comes in handy
once in a while.
- Haven't I seen you
somewhere, Stacy?
- Maybe the same
place I've heard that line.
- Sure you don't remember me?
I used to pilot a
squad car around here.
Maybe I gave you a ticket
somewhere in your life.
- [Stacy] That I'd remember.
- Well, maybe we
can get together
and refresh each other's
memories sometime.
See ya.
- Bye.
Corrigan, I hope you heard
the part about Corey Williams.
- I did, I did.
X-Ray-16 to 30 on tac two.
- Go 16.
- Stacy just turned something.
Seems Corey Williams
used to work at the same
store as our first
victim, Jean Kimbell.
- That's more than
a little something.
We'll check it out.
Progress, Junior.
- I'm all for it.
- I can't tell you if
Corey was any friendlier
with Jean Kimbell than with
anybody else in the store.
- We heard she quit suddenly.
- Let's say the
parting was mutual.
We couldn't afford to
support her shoplifting habit
and she claimed we were
harassing her with smutty calls.
- Why didn't you press charges?
- Well, Manetti, our head of
security suggested dropping
the whole affair to avoid
questionable publicity.
- Did Corey happen
to mention who
was making these obscene calls?
- No.
But then I think
it was all a scam
to escape the
shoplifting charges.
See, I felt she should
pay for what she took.
- Well, she can't very
well do that now, can she?
- You think the shoplifting
ties into the killings?
- Could be.
Why don't you check the
obscene call reports when we get
back and see if any of the
other victims filed a complaint.
- Hooker, do you know
how many of those calls
come in every night,
and the language?
Oh boy.
- [Karen] You've
gotta be kidding.
Walk all the way around
this parking lot at night?
- We'll miss our bus if we
have to go to another exit.
- I'm sorry, ladies,
but once the door
is on the alarm, not
even I can open it.
- That's OK, we can hurry.
Come on.
- What he should do is
tell management to hire
some escorts when we
have to work this late.
- [Stacy] Amen.
The east exit's not
that far out of our way.
- It is if you're afraid of who
you might meet in the dark.
- Say where you
are, Stacy, dammit.
- [Karen] Come on,
let's get to the bus.
- Take it easy.
(tires screeching)
Are you OK?
- Feel like an idiot
going on like this.
But with the phone
calls I've been getting,
it's enough to make
anybody jittery.
- What kind of calls?
- The heavy breathing kind.
It's been going on over a week.
Dave suggested I get an unlisted
phone number, so I got one.
- Why don't you ask for
the day shift at the store?
- Can't.
I'm carrying 18 units at UC.
But it's only for
one more semester.
Then I'll be a free woman.
- You'll have your degree?
- Mm-hmm.
- Oh, that's great.
- Yeah, marketing research
and some big bucks.
- Great.
- My stop.
Stacy, thanks for listening.
- Sure.
See you tomorrow.
- OK, bye bye.
(mysterious music)
(mysterious music)
- Hooker!
I don't need practice
at being scared to death.
- No, what you
need is (mumbles).
I just want to make
sure the neighborhood
was clear before you went in.
- Stacy, you know,
if you're trying
to lose me, you
almost succeeded.
- [Stacy] I'm sorry, I
tried to keep talking.
- [Jim] Just give
me time to catch up
with you when you
make a move, OK?
- [T. J.] I didn't
mean to frighten you.
Well, I'm sorry.
I mean, the thing is that
there are people around.
We gotta make sure
that you're not being hurt.
- Would you relax?
The closest I've come to
being molested is a bunch
of smooth talk by
a cop at the store.
- [Vince] A cop?
- Yeah, a guy named Manetti.
He moonlights at the
mall and works day
watch vice at the 29th Precinct.
- I checked Perry's Shoe Store.
This Manetti got
Corey her job there.
- Wait a minute, this
guy gets her a job
after busting her
for shoplifting?
- I think we'd better run
a full check on Manetti.
- He's a cop, Hooker,
just like the rest of us.
- We turned another
piece of evidence, Stacy.
Special handgun issued
primarily to policemen.
Looks like we could
be dealing with a cop.
- Results of the
crime report research.
All three murdered
girls reported obscene
calls sometime
before they were killed.
- Uh oh.
The girl I work with has been
getting obscene phone calls.
- Call her.
- She just got
an unlisted number.
- [T. J.] Where does she live?
- Please, I'll do whatever
you want, only don't hurt me.
No.
Please.
(sirens wailing)
(suspenseful music)
- [Vince] Cover the back.
- [Stacy] Police, open the door.
(glass breaks)
- See if you can find her.
(glass shatters)
(suspenseful music)
Corrigan, Romano, this way!
(engine starts)
(tires screeching)
(tires screeching)
- Are you all right?
- Yeah.
Get out a description.
- Dispatch, this is 4-Adam-30.
We just lost a 187 suspect
driving a Dodge, brown in color.
No license observed.
- [T. J.] Stacy.
- In here.
She's dead, Hooker.
(suspenseful music)
- I could be looking at
a picture of you here,
Stacy, instead
of Karen Mitchell.
- Well, you're not.
I can take care of myself.
- Can you?
You know, something
could've happened when you
lost me in the
parking lot last night.
Now I want you out of this.
- I'm not quitting.
But if you want,
I can ask Hooker
to assign backup
to someone else.
- [T. J.] Problem?
- Not with me.
- Lieutenant, did
your detectives turn
anything on Karen
or the brown car?
- Without a license,
finding that Dodge
is like sucking a straw
in an empty glass.
- Well, the lab did better.
They found skin and blood
under Karen's fingernails.
We get ourselves a suspect,
we can match blood
type and enzymes.
How about that check
you ran on Dave Manetti?
- Seven years with the force
all with the 29th Precinct.
You know the best part?
He worked with Rita Jensen.
- Sounds like we
should let Internal
Affairs know about this one.
- I'm not siccing
any headhunter on
another cop until
we're sure, agreed?
- Till we're sure.
- Then I guess
it's time I got to
know Officer
Manetti a lot better.
Excuse me.
- You know, she's
got the worst reason
in the world for doing this job.
She's emotionally involved.
- And you're not?
- You know what I mean.
- Now don't cop out.
You'd much rather be out
there yourself getting shot at
than chewing on the radio
waiting for the hammer
to fall on somebody
you feel responsible for.
- Hooker, she is
wide open on this one.
- Romano and I
have the wire tonight.
You need a break.
(mysterious music)
- Portland PD.
Oregon is where
Fran's boyfriend lives.
Don't tell me you
had this guy checked.
- Yes, I did.
Except for the kids, she's got
nobody up there she can rely on.
If this is gonna be
the guy, I want to know
I can trust him with
her and with the kids.
- What does this guy
do to pay the rent?
- He sells computers,
answering machines, like that.
- Don't you hate that stuff?
- [Stacy] Excuse me,
can I take you up on your
offer to escort me
to the bus stop?
I'm a little spooked after
what happened to Karen.
- No problem, come on.
I'm sorry, Stacy.
I know you and
Karen were friends.
But every time you
look at the six o'clock
news, there's another tragedy.
It's tough, but life
goes on, you know?
- Karen had her
whole life in front of her.
She was about to get her degree.
- I know.
Look, I know my timing's lousy,
but would you like to go out
and grab a bite to eat with me?
- [Stacy] I don't
know, this whole thing
with Karen has me down.
- I'm down, too,
but maybe a little
conversation will
pick us both up.
- OK, why not?
- What do you think?
- He's the best suspect we have.
- [Jim] X-Ray-30, come in.
- [T. J.] Go, Corrigan.
- Department registration
shows Manetti's
backup gun is a Walter TPH.
I checked with DMV.
He owns a van and a brown Dodge.
- I'd say we have enough
to support a search warrant.
- Roger, I'm on it.
- Something wrong with the food?
- No.
No.
I was just wondering
who is Dave Manetti.
You're an expert
with those things.
- I also dance like
Michael Jackson,
mix an incredible Bloody Mary,
and tell my detective cases
like Joseph Wambaugh.
- [Stacy] Oh. (chuckles)
- My turn.
Who is Stacy Parker?
- None of the above.
- Is there anybody
special out there?
- Well, if they're special,
then they're special.
- You know, you're
harder to get a straight
answer out of than
a cornered felon.
- Well, I didn't know
this was an interrogation.
- OK, let me ask another way.
Are you dating
anybody right now?
Are you sitting home watching
Dynasty reruns every night?
- I think I'd better answer that
after a trip to the ladies room.
- I think I should warn you.
I'm not a patient man.
These will all be devoured
if you're gone too long.
- [Stacy] Excuse me. (chuckles)
- Manetti has a Walter
TPH and a brown Dodge.
- That about says
it all, doesn't it?
- If we can find them,
especially the gun.
Corrigan has a
search warrant for
Manetti's house and his van.
He practically vacuumed
the house, came up empty.
I think it's about time we
tore his surfer van apart.
- His van is alarmed, Hooker.
There's no way you'd get in
without him knowing about it.
What happens if you
come up empty-handed?
- [T. J.] Then this part of
the investigation is burned.
- Look, let me try and get
some time alone in his van.
If we come up dry, he
won't have to know anything.
- Forget it.
- I'll keep a low profile.
I promise I can do it.
- Do me a favor.
Don't get hurt here or here.
- [T. J.] X-Ray-30
to 16, roll it.
I've got point.
(suspenseful music)
- This is very nice.
- I put in the cubby holes,
a stereo, and the fridge.
- The last guy I dated only
mentioned the bed. (laughs)
Sort of takes me back
to my high school days.
- Well, why don't I just take
you all the way back, huh?
(suspenseful music)
- [T. J.] He's turned
south onto your point, Jim.
- Roger, I've got them.
Hooker, he's coming
north at you on Baxter.
- [T. J.] Roger,
we're back on point.
Hold the parallel.
- So, do you love it?
- Thrilling. (laughs)
- The best is yet to come.
(tires screeching)
- [T. J.] Corrigan, you
got him on clear view?
- Negative, Hooker.
I've got it covered.
He's not here.
- We've lost radio range
on the wire, too, Hooker.
- [T. J.] Keep moving east, Jim.
We'll hold him on this end.
- There.
Just in time to
catch the last show.
- I love a picnic.
Acres and acres of sand,
and all of it in your food.
- Stop griping.
Just lie still and inhale.
- Now is this all the
way back or what?
- Bogart is still my favorite.
- [Woman] I've
always been curious
to know how a writer works.
- [Dixon] Usually
in a sitting position.
Honey, haven't I read
this somewhere before?
- [Man] Maybe she has.
You know, that's the trouble
with these Hollywood dames.
They all have such
a sketchy education.
- No, no, it's the drive-in.
Corrigan!
Pickwick Drive-In on Slosson.
- [Man] Oh, that's wonderful.
- [Woman] Oh, my hero.
What I meant was
does he usually have
the story mapped
out before he starts?
- Dave, I'm a little thirsty
after all that Chinese food.
Would you mind getting
me something to drink?
- No problem.
I'll be back in no time
with a couple of cool ones.
- [Stacy] Thanks.
- [Woman] That's my boy.
- Why I never went
for her I'll never know.
- [Stacy] If you're out there,
Hooker, we're parked five
rows in front of the
snack bar in the center.
- [Man] How long
would you give it, Sylvia?
- [Sylvia] Oh, not
more than 40 years.
- [Stacy] Manetti
just left to get some
drinks and I'm
serving the warrant.
- [Dixon] When did you see him?
- [Sylvia] The other day.
- [Dixon] Why
didn't you tell me?
- [Sylvia] We didn't
want to tell you
because it would only upset you.
- [Dixon] You're lying to me.
- [Sylvia] I'm not lying,
I just didn't tell you.
I'm sorry, Dix.
- [Dixon] Still checking on me.
Still trying to pin
a murder on me.
- There's a .22 gun clip.
- [Sylvia] Dix!
Dix!
- (mumbles), sweetheart.
- She's burned, move in.
(tires screeching)
Police!
You kiss her goodbye, chump.
Come here, up against the car.
- Hey, what the hell's going on?
I'm a police detective.
She's a thief.
- Wrong.
She's a police officer
conducting a legal search.
You're under arrest for murder.
- I thought she was trying to
rip off my guns, loot my van.
How many times do I
have to tell you that?
- What about those guns?
Where was the Walter TPH
registered with the department?
- For the last time, I moved.
The .22 got lost in the shuffle.
It's missing,
stolen, gone, kaput.
- Suppose that's true.
You're a cop, why didn't
you report it missing?
- I did.
Is this precinct so
desperate to break this
case that you're
going for the throat of
anybody who even
knew one of those girls?
- You didn't know
just one of those girls.
You knew all of them.
- I know a lot of
girls at the mall.
I dated Jean a few times.
Corey was a mixed-up
girl who needed
a lot of straightening out.
I was trying.
Every time I tried to get to
know Karen, she shied off.
- [T. J.] And Rita Jensen?
- You ever have one of those
days when just one more pimp,
one more cap buster drive
you right over the edge?
Rita'd get off work
at the records desk,
spin down, meet
me for happy hour.
Share a stiff drink
and a lot of sympathy.
I'd never have
laid a hand on her.
- He's either the best
liar I ever met, or...
- Or we've got all the right
evidence and the wrong man.
- Well, it doesn't make sense.
I checked with SID and
they've made 10 points
of similarity on
those latent prints,
enough to call it a
preliminary match.
- Yeah, but not the
15 we need for Corey.
Blood type, enzyme identical.
- Manetti's alibi checks out.
Corey Williams had some
belongings at the mall.
Manetti was flying
them back to her family
in Phoenix when
Karen was killed.
- And he did file a
missing gun report.
It slipped through
one of the bureaucratic
cracks at Central Records.
- Well, that's it then.
Prints or no prints,
we give him up.
- What about the case?
- You're still under.
You want to stick with it?
- You bet I do.
- Hey, Stace, about last night.
You handled yourself
like a 20 year vet.
I want to take back what
I've been saying about you.
- You really think
I've been listening?
- You have a matching
set of prints, blood type,
height, weight, enzyme,
and mineral levels.
But our suspect's clean.
- You asked me
to push the criminal
list to make some sense of it.
- I figured we
could use anything.
Lay it on me.
- One possibility.
Siblings or parents
can share all
of those genetic
characteristics.
- Well, it's a start.
- Oh, Hooker.
Hooker, I've been
trying Fran's number
in Oregon like you asked.
All I keep getting is
an answering machine.
- He sold her an
answering machine.
- [Stacy] Hi.
- Hi.
I've been thinking
about who you are,
your job, what happened.
- Listen, I understand.
You were just blowing
off some steam.
- I'd like to see you
again, Stacy, soon.
- With half my friends
along for company?
- Even Hooker.
- All right, I'm off at three.
- Great.
(mellow music)
What the hell?
Aren't you the...
- Janitor from work.
- [Dave] What are
you doing here?
- Meeting my loving brother
for the first
and last time.
- Hey, thanks a lot.
Want some?
- Oh, no.
- What did Manetti's
father have to say?
- Dave Manetti's
a fraternal twin.
He and his brother were adopted
a few weeks after
they were born.
Can you believe that?
Manetti apparently went
to a pretty decent home,
and the twin went to a home
where the father abused him.
- Well, how did Manetti's
father find out about the twin?
- He received a
letter a couple of years
ago from the twin
named Tony Perino.
Seems this Perino
burned his father's
house down with daddy inside it.
They had him on trial.
- Well, he must have told
him about this brother then.
- Perino wanted Manetti
to pull some police strings.
Manetti's father didn't
want his son involved,
so he handled the case himself.
Perino ended up
in a mental ward.
- I can't believe
Manetti's father wouldn't
have explained
everything to him.
- Well, Manetti dropped
out of law school to become
a policeman, and father
and son haven't spoken since.
- That I can relate to.
My whole life, my
dad and I never
understood two
words the same way.
- It can happen.
A kid who not comfortable
with his adopted folks.
Stepparents with his new kids.
- Wondering about Fran?
- Will, the guy who
takes my place have
a problem with
Chrissie and Tommy?
- Only if he goes out of his way
to undo everything
that you've done.
You've raised good kids, Hooker.
Have some faith in 'em.
You sure you don't want any?
- All right, give me that.
- All right, here you go.
- [Stacy] I'm sorry, sir,
but this is a loading zone.
- Is it really?
- Why don't you take
the afternoon off?
I turned off my wire.
- Just tell Manetti he
better take care of you.
He's gonna have me to answer to.
- Don't worry,
and don't wait up.
- I won't.
- There he is.
- Behave yourself.
- See you later.
- Have a good time.
- OK.
- Not a sound.
Get in.
Now or I'll kill you right here.
(suspenseful music)
- His van's gone.
Maybe he's not here.
(Dave groans)
(Dave groans)
- [T. J.] Call an ambulance.
- Stacy.
He's gonna kill Stacy.
- [T. J.] Adam-30 to X-Ray-16.
- Go, Hooker.
- [T. J.] Where's Stacy?
- Out on the town with Manetti.
They left a few minutes ago.
Listen carefully, Jim.
It's not Manetti.
It's his brother,
he's the killer.
- Damn.
Stacy turned off her fargo.
They were southbound
on Kelmar just
a few minutes ago from the mall.
- Get after her.
Let's pray she turns it back on.
- Hooker, even if she does,
you know her wire's gonna
be stopped by whatever
gets between us and her.
Cars, building.
- I'll call in a chopper.
They'll pick up
the signal if she
gets a chance to put one out.
- [Stacy] Why did you kill them?
- I hated him.
So I hate them and you.
- We barely knew each other.
I could get to know you.
What's your name?
(suspenseful music)
- Get down as close as you can.
- [Stacy] Officer needs help.
Harris Park.
Officer needs help.
Repeat, officer needs help.
Harris Park.
- Corrigan, she's
in Harris Park.
Take the south road
up the mountain.
Romano, close off the east exit.
(upbeat music)
(sirens wailing)
(tires screeching)
- [Jim] You all right?
- Yeah.
- She's nothing!
You're a tramp!
That's all my brother
could ever like.
Tramps!
Don't you understand?
- No, and I don't
think I ever will.
- [Dave] I appreciate
everything you've done.
I'm just sorry I
might've prevented
everything if I'd only known.
- Well, you can't be responsible
for what your brother did.
- It's not your fault
you were split up
when you were children,
or your fault about
the other things that happened.
- Yeah, but what do
you say to yourself
when you look in the
mirror and you know
it could've been
you instead of him?
- Hey, I'd say I'm
me and I've done
a good job with my life so far.
- That sounds like
good advice for all of us.
- Dave's gonna be getting
a lot of advice over the next
few days on that vacation
he's being forced to take.
- What vacation?
- The one they give
sick and wounded
cops who need
tender loving care.
- Dave, if you're
gonna get that from
somebody we know,
let me warn you.
She makes a pretty
rotten cup of coffee.
- Better than yours at least.
- What are you talking about?
My coffee's great.
- Which reminds me, did
you ever get ahold of Fran?
- No, just the
answering machine.
- Hooker, Fran'll never marry
that guy you had checked out.
I read that report.
He's too much like you.
Why would she
want to put herself
through that punishment again?
(laughing)
(easygoing music)
(energetic music)
(vibrant music)