The Streets of San Francisco (1972–1977): Season 1, Episode 23 - The Albatross - full transcript

( funky jazz theme playing )

ANNOUNCER: The
Streets of San Francisco.

A Quinn Martin production.

Starring Karl Malden.

Also starring Michael Douglas.

With guest stars Ed
Nelson, Kaz Garas,

Douglas V. Fowley.

Tonight's episode,
"The Albatross."

( peaceful theme playing )

Johnny.

John.



Johnny.

Johnny?

Operator. Operator. I need
a... This is an emergency.

I need an ambulance.

3717... ( door closing )

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Police.

Police.

MAN ( over radio ): All
units in Sunset District,

459 and 187 reported
at 3717 Alston.

Suspect fled on motorcycle

believed headed
north on Fairmont.

Male Caucasian. Blond.
Wearing denim jacket and jeans.

( siren wailing )



POLICEMAN: That's our boy.

( siren wailing )

We're following a
motorcycle described

in murder-robbery
at 3717 Alston.

Suspect fits description.

Will not respond. Code 33.

MAN ( over radio ): Heading northeast
now. On Twin Peaks Boulevard.

Crank her up, buddy boy.
He's heading right for us.

Inspectors 8-1 to headquarters.

Come in 8-1.

We're heading southwest
at Twin Peaks Boulevard.

In a position to
intercept 459 187.

( tires screeching )

( sirens wailing )

( menacing theme playing )

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say can and
will be used against you

in a court of law.

You have the right to
speak to an attorney

and have him present
during questioning.

If you so desire and
cannot afford one,

a lawyer will be appointed
to you without any charge,

before questioning.

Do you understand the
rights as I've told them to you?

Hey. I didn't mean
to hurt the kid.

He just got in the way,
and I shoved him that's all.

You hear me? I
didn't mean to kill him.

I didn't mean to do it.

Get him out of here.

This is a preliminary
hearing to determine

whether there is sufficient
evidence to bind the defendant,

Artis Pierce, over for trial.

Are the people ready?

Ready, Your Honor.

Is the defense ready?

Ready, Your Honor,

but first we'd like to
move to suppress evidence

under section 1538.5

of the Penal Code of
the State of California.

What is it that the
defense seeks to suppress?

Any statements,
admissions or confessions.

Written or oral allegedly
made by the defendant

during the time of the arrest.

What does that mean?

I don't know Mr. Hobbes.

JUDGE: Very well,
proceed, gentlemen.

O'BRIEN: People call
Inspector Steve Keller.

You were the arresting
officer then, Inspector Keller?

Yes, sir.

Now, after the arrest
while you were still

at the same Twin Peaks location,

where the defendant
was apprehended,

did you advise him of
his constitutional rights?

Yes, sir. I did.

O'BRIEN: And what, if anything,
did he say after you had advised him?

He said he didn't
mean to kill the boy.

That the boy just got in
his way so he shoved him.

O'BRIEN: I have nothing further.

May I approach the
witness, Your Honor?

JUDGE: Yes, Mr. Courtney.

Inspector Keller,

did you advise the
defendant of his rights

by reading from
the Miranda card,

or from memory?

My memory, but I can assure
you I didn't leave anything out.

Do you want me
to tell it to you?

That won't be
necessary, inspector.

I'm not questioning your memory

or your integrity.

Now, did you tell Mr. Pierce
that anything he said

could be used against him?

Yes, sir. That's on the Miranda.

COURTNEY: Just, yes
or no, inspector, thank you.

Did the defendant tell you
he wanted to talk to you?

No.

Did he say
anything to you at all

during the entire course
of your instructions to him?

No.

COURTNEY: Did you, uh, ask him

whether or not he understood?

Yes, sir. Did he tell
you he understood?

No. He just said he
didn't mean to kill the boy.

COURTNEY: Thank you, inspector.

You may step down, inspector.

Mr. Prosecutor, do you
have anything further?

No, Your Honor. The people rest.

Does the defense have
any evidence to introduce

at this time?

Uh, yes, Your Honor.

Call the defendant,
Artis Pierce.

Raise your right hand please.

Do you promise
to tell the truth,

the whole truth, and
nothing but the truth

so help you God? I do.

State your full name please.

Artis Pierce.

Be seated.

Mr. Pierce,

do you remember being
stopped by police officers

on the day in
question? Yeah, mm-hm.

Did the officers speak to you?

I think so.

You think so, Mr. Pierce?

What do you mean by that?

Well, if they did, I
couldn't hear them.

Why is that, Mr. Pierce?

I wear a hearing aid and, uh...

I can't hear without it.

( dramatic theme playing )

COURTNEY: You
wear a hearing aid?

Yeah.

And you have one on now?

Yeah.

But you didn't have one on
when the officers spoke to you?

No.

Then you didn't
hear or understand

anything said to you

by the officer
who just testified.

Not a word.

And you are an
otologist, Dr. Markman?

That's correct.

Uh, how long have you
known the defendant?

Mr. Pierce has been
a patient of mine

for almost three years now.

Well, can you tell
us please, doctor,

the extent of the damage
to your patient's hearing.

Certainly.

Mr. Pierce has a hearing
threshold of 35 decibels.

MARKMAN: That is to say, he has
total loss of hearing in his left ear.

And a 35 percent
loss in his right.

Thirty-five percent
loss in his right.

Then he still has 65
percent hearing in one ear.

He must be able
to hear something.

Only garbled sounds.

COURTNEY: Well, then is
it your opinion, Dr. Markman,

that the defendant
could not have heard

or understood the
instructions spoken to him

during the time of his arrest.

It isn't even a question
of opinion, Mr. Courtney.

My patient couldn't
have heard anything

without that hearing aid.

Your witness, counsel.

No questions.

Mr. Prosecutor, do you
have anything further

concerning the motion.

No, Your Honor.

Then the court finds
that the defendant,

not having heard or
been aware of his rights,

the admission of guilt
was illegally obtained,

and the motion to
suppress is granted.

What does that mean?

It means that what Pierce said

about shoving Johnny
can't be used as evidence.

Oh, you mean now?

Or at the trial?

Mr. Hobbes, we don't have
any other evidence to offer.

No fingerprints,
nothing left behind.

We can't even get to trial
unless we put you on the stand

to tell the court what you saw.

And your testimony
has to be rock solid.

What do you mean,
he won't get to trial?

He murdered my kid.

Mr. Prosecutor, do you have
any other evidence to be presented

for the purposes of
this preliminary hearing?

Or for purposes
of trial at this time?

Yes, Your Honor, and in view
of the unexpected evidence

just presented by the defense,

I'd ask the court's
indulgence for a few moments.

Mr. Courtney.

He did it. He said
he did it. He's guilty.

Mr. Hobbes, please
try to stay calm.

What he said doesn't matter.

The only thing that matters

is whether you could
convince Judge Gerardi

that you couldn't be wrong
about who you saw in the house.

And you've got to do
it while that attorney

is trying to make you look as
though you'd identify anybody

just to get an eye for an eye.

What happens if he does that?

If he makes me seem uncertain?

Well, then, we
can't get to trial.

We have to place
him in the house.

You mean that man
killed my grandson,

and he can go scot-free?

What about a deal?

Maybe.

A deal? What do you mean a deal?

I think I can get him to
plead guilty to burglary,

second degree at least.

What's that? One to 14?

One to 14? He killed my son.

Mr. O'Brien.

Yes, Your Honor.

Those are your
choices, Mr. Hobbes.

We still got a shot
with your testimony,

but you've got to stay cool.

And he'll be coming after
you with every trick in the book.

All right. Put me on the stand.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

The people call Robert Hobbes.

Raise your right hand please.

Do you promise to tell
the truth, the whole truth.

And nothing but the
truth so help you God?

I do.

State your full name please.

Robert Allen Hobbes.

Be seated.

Mr. Hobbes. I
call your attention

to the defendant Artis Pierce,

and ask you to tell the
court when you first saw him.

( mysterious theme playing )

Mr. Hobbes?

There's been a mistake.

Mr. Hobbes, I don't think
you understood my question.

I understand everything
you say, Mr. O'Brien.

But I've never seen that
man in my life before.

( ominous theme playing )

( ominous theme playing )

Your father told
us you were here.

He's worried about you.

He's a father.

We went by your office.

Mr. Parker said you'd quit.

Mr. Hobbes,

I can't tell you how sorry I
am the way things turned out.

I know. I appreciate
you telling me.

I want to hope
it all stops here.

The killing.

Does it?

It stops with Artis
Pierce, lieutenant.

That doesn't answer it.

You had a chance
to identify him in court.

I'd appreciate it if you'd
tell me why you didn't?

Second-degree burglary?

A year, minimum sentence,

it seems so useless.

Artis Pierce is
out in the streets.

We could have stopped that.

For that year, maybe.

We could have spent
this year finding information

to try him for
murder, Mr. Hobbes.

The judge said we could
refile any time we want to.

It's over.

Is it?

Now, you're a bright man.

You knew he was
guilty, you let him go.

Did you have a reason?

You gonna kill him, Mr. Hobbes?

( dramatic theme playing )

Borelli .22, automatic
weapon, clip fed.

Takes either long or short.

It's more than
sufficient to frighten

even your average prowler.

It just, uh... It seems small.

Do you have something...?

Something more powerful?

Yeah. Sure.

I got a .32, .38s, .45s.

Magnums.

Of course, your Magnum...

this is your most
powerful weapon.

That's fine. I'll take that.

I'll need some bullets.
Six. Or whatever it takes.

They come by the box, sir.

Do you want me to
include a box also?

Please.

That comes to 120,
plus your state tax.

Will this be cash or card, sir?

No, cash. I'll pay cash.

Okay, we'll need your name,

your address, your
arrest record if any.

For the gun registration,
sir. It goes to Sacramento,

and San Francisco P.D.

It's routine.

It's almost automatic.

You'll have your
gun within five days.

I'll phone you if you like.

Five days?

That's right.

Your Magnum will be
yours in five days, sir.

Your name?

Hobbes.

Robert Hobbes.

( whirring )

Dad.

Dad.

This box has all
my papers in it,

the deed to the house,

pink slip on the car,
insurance, receipts, everything.

Yep. What can I do?

I want you to get
rid of them for me.

I want you to get rid of
the house, the mortgage,

the car, everything.

I don't quite think
I get you, Robert.

Oh, here's a card
the real estate guy left

when Mary died, in case I
wanted to sell the house...

Give him a call.

That mean you're
coming back up to Utah?

Give an old man a
hand on a sheep ranch?

No. It just means, I don't want
any of these things anymore.

All right. Okay.

As long as you
know the door's open.

I know.

Robert, can I say something?

Sure.

I know we had different
ideas about things.

I maybe didn't
understand everything

the way I should have
when you were a boy.

I couldn't understand why
you didn't like ranching,

that kind of thing.

I couldn't figure
why all the time you...

You had your nose in books.

But Robert I'll
be 70 next spring.

All we got is each other now.

I was thinking maybe we
could do a few things together.

Before you get
too old to keep up.

I couldn't keep
up with you at 14.

I hate to imagine
what I'd do now.

Dad, look, there's...

There's something I have to do.

If it happens, I may not be
able to come out for a while.

Robert.

I'm just asking
you to think about it.

I'm thinking about it.

I-I just don't want you
to plan on it that's all.

Shoot. Why not plan?
That's all I've got to do.

Well, you gotta get
rid of this house for me.

Give this guy a call.

Okay.

Robert, you bought a gun.

Yeah.

Whatever in the world for?

Protection.

( mysterious theme playing )

At 14, he was busted
again for shoplifting.

It wasn't your usual kid stuff.

He had special pockets
sewn in the linings of his coat.

He got busted with 200
bucks worth of merchandise

and he drew suspension.

All right, let's see.

We got, uh, four, five,
six sets of foster parents.

Six runaways.

Finally at 15, he
drew reformatory.

How long?

Three years.

Then?

Then... ( sighs )
Then it gets heavy.

We got assault.
Attempted rape. Burglary.

Resisting arrest,
suspicion of burglary,

suspicion of burglary.

Real pattern, huh?

Yeah.

Well, with a record like
his, all those arrests...

He wasn't nailed every time.

No, there's got to be
some that were unsolved.

Right.

We check out everything
we have against Pierce

and see if one of them sticks.

All right, I'll put
Lessing on it.

You know what's
been bothering me.

What? The hearing aid.

We never found it.

He wasn't wearing it.

Why not?

A guy who's ripped off as
many houses as Pierce has

needs all the help he can get.

So he was wearing a
hearing aid in the house.

That would put it
in one of two places.

When he tangled with
Hobbes or at Twin Peaks.

Right.

You know, those things have

serial numbers
like wristwatches.

And guns. They
gotta be registered

with the manufacturers.

If that hearing aid
was in Hobbes' house...

Then we can prove he was there.

We don't need a confession.
We don't need Hobbes' testimony.

And that's enough evidence

for O'Brien to
take him to trial.

( dramatic theme playing )

KELLER: Mr. Hobbes.

What is it? What's happened?

Nothing's happened.
We just need your help.

Is this room pretty much
the same as when your son,

Robert, fought with Pierce?

Pretty much.

But someone has cleaned it up?

I did. Yes.

Did you find a hearing aid?

Hearing aid? Yeah.

You know, the kind that Pierce
was wearing in the courtroom.

You think he lost it here?

Well, if he did. It's evidence
to prove that Pierce was here.

And if we could
prove he was here?

Then the DA can prove
that he killed Johnny.

Do we have your permission

to bring the lab
team in to look for it?

Well, I don't see why
Robert would mind.

Where's Robert now?

He had things to do.

You worried about
him, Mr. Hobbes?

I am.

What do you think he's gonna do?

You better have a
look at something.

Gun receipt.

Approved? Shouldn't be.

Well, that's one
thing we can stop.

( phone rings )

Lessing. Lee,

we oughta be getting a
gun registration application

from a Robert Hobbes.

Number 377.

I want that application killed.

Right.

One other thing, Lee.

I want a lab crew
here at Hobbes' place.

We're looking for a hearing aid.

I'll get you the description
and the serial number.

You want to hear
back on the unsolveds?

Yeah. Go ahead.

Got a murder during
commission of burglary

last June.

James Posten.

Lockner handled it.

Lockner booked a
guy named Jack Strand.

Mrs. Posten couldn't give us
a sure ID. He was released.

The other guy was never found.

All Mrs. Posten remembered

was that he took
off on a big chopper.

Motorcycle?

Well, you call her in

and have her take a
look at those mug books.

Make sure she gets a good
look at Pierce's ugly puss.

Will do.

( ominous theme playing )

( funky theme playing )

No. It's... It's none of these.

This only brings it
all up again you know.

Yes ma'am. I know.

It's not as if I didn't
do all this before.

No, ma'am.

You know, you people
had one of them.

Yes.

His name was Strand.

You had him.

They told us that the lineup,

that the identification
was inconclusive.

Well, I was upset.

I mean, I'm still upset.

A year ago June.

I'm... I'm still upset.

I haven't remarried.

I hardly even go out.

Next page please, ma'am.

LESSING: Mike. Yeah.

Excuse me, please.

You stopped my gun permit.

That's right.

You can't do that.

That gun was for my protection.

And there's nothing
in the law... The law?

You gave up on the law

when you lied in court.

And if I have to bend
every rule, I'm going to...

Come here.

Now, you listen to me.

We both know what you're up to

so let's lay the
cards on the table.

You're gonna try to kill
this punk, aren't you?

Aren't you?

It's stupid.

It's illegal.

And you would be lousy at it.

Now, you're a nice guy.

But this isn't your game.
Why don't you let me handle it?

We think we've
got a handle on him.

And if it comes
through, the DA will refile.

We'll put him back in
prison, behind bars for life.

And that way you win and I win.

Win with what?

A hearing aid. Forget it.

And I told your lab
team to forget it too.

You told them to
leave your house.

Look, lieutenant,
you made a mistake.

A big mistake.

All right.

Maybe you're not
responsible for it technically.

But the fact is, the
man who killed my son

is walking the streets
today because of you.

Well, that's the way you see it.

That's exactly the way I see it.

I see you wasting a lot of time

looking for some needle
in a haystack somewhere.

Well, that's not
good enough for me.

No? Well, what would you want?

If Artis Pierce was
wearing a hearing aid...

He was. Then he
could have lost it

during the fight with me.

And your lab men didn't
find it after Johnny was killed.

They weren't
looking for it then.

My dad didn't find it.

Your dad's not a cop.

The point is...

if he was wearing
that hearing aid,

he could have lost it
anywhere, outside the house,

down one of the streets
where you chased him.

The very place that
you arrested him.

So that you may never find it.

Isn't that the truth?

And your solution
is to commit murder?

Lieutenant, you've got
a whole big city here.

The switchboard down
there is loaded with calls,

your file cabinets
with complaints.

You take care of the city.

Let me take care
of Artis Pierce.

No, I won't.

I can't lay a hand on you
until you break the law,

commit a crime.

You know it and I know it.

But the crime that
you're about to commit...

Well, that crime's
the worst crime of all.

That's right. You're
absolutely right.

But Artis Pierce
committed it first.

Mrs. Posten has just made an ID.

All right. Come on.

Now, I just don't know how I
missed him before, lieutenant.

Steve was very patient.

Show me.

Here.

Who is the guy?

Willie Frankel.

He's doing 20 to life in
Arizona for armed robbery.

Did you show her the other guy?

STONE: Nothing?

Mrs. Posten... thank you.

Yeah, but if he's in prison,
then he... I mean... He couldn't...

Thank you for coming.

I'm sorry.

Like I said, I'm still upset. It
was only a year ago. June.

We appreciate your
coming, Mrs. Posten.

Well, he's going
through with it.

He's gonna take
a crack at Pierce.

You told him about
the hearing aid?

He won't buy it.

He told the lab team
to leave the house.

Well, we'll get a
search warrant.

Well, a search
warrant takes time.

Time we haven't got.

( intercom buzzes )

Yeah. Stone.

Markman? No, I
didn't call a Markman.

I called him.

Just a moment.

Ear doctor.

Dr. Markman.

Yes. Yes, sir, this is
the doctor that testified

on behalf of his
patient Artis Pierce,

is that correct?

Fine. Would you please give
me the name and serial number

of the hearing aid
that Mr. Pierce lost.

Right.

Yes.

That's a Clarion?

Could you spell...?

All right, C-L-A-R-I-O-N.

And the number is X13582.

MAN: And when you're
interested in quick sale,

the open house is the best
way to get the fastest play.

We'll, uh, we'll slap
out a couple of signs.

Myself, I... I kind of
prefer the catchy ones.

Bright, say, fluorescent orange.

Oh, and like I told you,

we've got to be
prepared for the nut fringe.

The weirdoes that wanna
go through the house

simply because...
Well, you know,

because of what
happened to little Jimmy.

Johnny. Hm.

Oh, and speaking of, uh...

That little league trophy there,

and the model airplane
and the Erector set,

things like that.

Can you kind of put
them away somewhere?

Why would I wanna do that?

To make a sale, Mr. Hobbes.

You'd be amazed at the
things that turn a buyer off.

Okay.

It's a deal then.

We'll put the signs out.

I'll move this place for you.

It's a lovely residence.

Got a lot of charm.

Oh, the, uh...

The models and the
trophy, Mr. Hobbes.

It would help a lot.

( melancholy theme playing )

( rock music playing
over speakers )

Okay, what's this all about?

Is this a coincidence, or what?

Okay.

You know where I
work, where I drink.

I also know about the
Corona Hotel where you live.

And where you turned
your bike in to get it rebuilt.

What for? What's it to
you where I live, what I do?

Now, you stay out of my tracks,

or you're just ordering
yourself a box, man.

You had your chance,

you could have put me away.

But you buckled.

Now, butt out.

Or they'll pick you
up off of the street

with a broom and dustpan.

( suspenseful theme playing )

You never learn do you?

I told you to back off.

If you get creamed,

it's nobody's
fault but your own.

Ah-ah.

That's what you
want, isn't it? Huh?

I bash your brains in

and I'm right before
the judge again, huh?

I'm gonna kill
you if I have too.

Not right now.

Not here.

( metal clangs )

( mysterious theme playing )

Look. I just can't
do this, you know?

No, I mean it.
They'd have my head.

See, it's not me. It's the law.

Everything that goes out
of here has to be registered.

That's the law. It's not me.

See, I can't do this.

I just can't do it.

I can't do this, don't
you understand?

I mean, even if I wanted to.

The old man who runs this place,

He knows every
piece of stock in here.

He'd know.

Um, listen, uh...

what do you want it for?

Is that enough?

It's not worth
anything like this.

That's more money than I
see in six months in this place.

I gotta know what...

Just, uh, take it
and get out, okay?

If the old man asks
me about anything,

I'm gonna have to
tell... Bullets. Magnum.

Okay.

Just get out, okay?

( knocking )

Warrant, Mr. Hobbes.

STONE: Hard to
come by on a Saturday.

Robert in?

No.

Maybe it's better that way.

All right, fellows,
when you go in,

everything in the
room double-check.

Pull the carpet, the works.

Lieutenant, I wanna
show you something.

Sure.

Steve. Heating vent.

Right.

Those are Robert's.

STONE: Blood?

Yeah. These are torn.
He took 'em off last night.

What happened?

I don't know. My guess
is he tangled with Pierce.

Where's Robert now?

I don't know that either. I
heard him come in last night.

Come up here. I
came to the door.

I was gonna tell him you
were on your way over

with the warrant and all.

It was locked.

I heard the water
running in there.

So I went back to my room.

The next thing I heard was
the door closing downstairs.

But by the time I got there,

he was in his car
and driving off.

Then I came right back
up here and I found these.

And the first aid kit
was open in there.

You've got to pick
him up, lieutenant.

He hasn't broken any laws.

He's going to. He's
going to kill a man.

( ominous theme playing )

A, uh, buddy of mine,

Pierce, is staying
here. Artis Pierce.

He told me about the
rates and everything,

and I thought it would be
a good place for me to stay.

Yeah. How long
would you be staying?

A few months anyway. A
couple in advance maybe?

Yeah, yeah, sure, sure.

Yeah, thanks. That's fine.

Yeah, hey, I'll
get you a receipt.

Oh, later will be all right.

Can I get a room
anywhere close to Artis?

Right next door close enough?

Terrific.

Okay.

May I have the key?

Oh, yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Sure.

Sorry. There you are.

I don't know. I think
we're kidding ourselves.

It's crazy to take
such a long shot.

Nothing's crazy, buddy boy,

if we can save a man's life.

Say, the rest of the
trash, is it still here?

Still here. I just picked up. I
didn't throw anything away.

Andy, I want you to check
the trash, piece by piece.

Vince, you made a picture
of the kid, didn't you?

Yeah.

KELLER: You got them with you?

In the truck.

I'll get 'em.

I don't have to
look at those do I?

No, we just wanna
check it through

with the rest of the room,
See if anything is missing.

The only thing
missing is Robert.

I keep hearing him say
he had something to do.

( ominous theme playing )

Funny how life goes,

I tried to get Robert
to go on a hunt with me

every year he was home.

But just the thought of killing
a buck turned his stomach.

And now he's out stalking a man.

Maybe not. We've
got a tail on Pierce.

They haven't seen
him anywhere around.

You know what he's
doing, lieutenant.

And I know what he's doing.

I just wish he did.

If he starts anything,
the boys will stop him.

Mr. Hobbes, where's
the, uh, Ferris wheel?

The Ferris wheel?

Yeah, the, uh...
The Erector set.

Looks like it was right,
uh... Right here on the floor.

Oh, the real estate people
asked me to get it out of here.

Where is it now?

In the garage.

Come on.

Right out there.

Inspectors 35 to headquarters.

MAN (over radio ): Go ahead, 35.

We're 10-20 at
8249 Front Street.

The Corona Hotel.

Pierce just went inside.

No sign of Hobbes.

CLERK: Hey, thanks.

What for?

Your buddy.

Business being
the way it's been,

we sure appreciate you
talking up the place that way.

My buddy?

Yeah, uh, Roberts.

Roberts.

Six feet tall, light hair,
brown eyes. Easygoing?

Yeah, that's the
guy. That's him.

Where'd you put him?

Right next door. 205.

Thanks.

( dramatic theme playing )

( pounds on door )

Pierce.

Pierce.

Go ahead, use it.

I would've on you.

Uh-uh.

I got more respect for
the law than you, Hobbes.

They're not gonna find you
in here with a bullet in you.

They're gonna find
you in your own place,

where you slipped in the tub.

No, not this time, Pierce.

You're gonna pay one way.

Stay back.

One way or another.

You're crazy.

Hold it. Drop it.

ARTIS: Hey, hey,
it's not mine. It's his.

He tried to kill me with it. I
just took it away from him.

KELLER: Against the
wall. Let's go. Let's go.

Is that true?

Yeah.

Now, you're going to have
to answer to that, Mr. Hobbes

Hey, wait a minute,
I told you it's not me!

It was you, Pierce.

Oh, what's the charge?

Murder of Johnny Hobbes.

You guys blew that already once.

Sometimes you get
a second chance.

( tense theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )

I still can't believe
you found it, you know.

Got a little tight, all right.

Of all places to
find it, in your house.

The serial number
tied it right to your tail.

Did you hear that?

I'm saying nothing
without my lawyer.

We wouldn't want
it any other way.

Would we, Mr. Hobbes?

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say
can and will be used

against you in a court of law.

( funky jazz theme playing )