The Streets of San Francisco (1972–1977): Season 2, Episode 11 - The Victims - full transcript
Three escaped convicts leave a path of destruction behind them as well as causing friction between Keller and his girlfriend, Connie.
( funky jazz theme playing )
ANNOUNCER:
ANNOUNCER:
ANNOUNCER:
( dramatic theme playing )
Ready?
( screams )
( groans )
What's going on?
Accident.
Hey, hold this a
minute, will you?
While I get a stick?
Yeah.
( grunts )
All right, drop them!
Nice and easy.
Get up.
Now, get on the truck.
( engine starts )
Hold it.
No party crashers.
Anybody follows and he gets it.
Roll it!
Last one to the bar
makes the bloody marys!
( laughing ): Forget it.
Oh!
( laughing )
( squeals ) You lose!
( both laughing )
BOTH: Oh.
You're a lucky guy.
You don't have to rub it in.
No, no, no. I mean,
because you like crazy ladies.
No, no, I don't
like crazy ladies.
You don't? No.
I just like the
queen of the crazies.
Okay.
Spicy, right?
Right.
No lemon? No lemon.
Hey.
Thanks.
Thank you for what?
For not trying to change me.
That was
Cinderella's last words.
No, no, no. Really.
Every single guy
I've met up until now,
he's tried put me in
some kind of mold.
You? In a mold? The
adventurous Nellie Blye?
I don't believe it. No.
No, no, no.
Just a fashion-page
writer, boss.
No, really.
Why do men do that?
Even, why do they want
to, you know, change me?
Well, men are basically hunters.
And some of them like to tame.
Not you.
No.
No, I think molds
are for cookies.
Have a cookie.
( phone rings )
( sighs )
Well, it can't be for
me. I have no friends.
Did you leave my
number with someone?
I had to. Oh, let it ring.
Oh, I wish I could.
Hello.
Steve, Mike.
There's been a prison break.
When?
About an hour ago.
They took a guard
with them as hostage
and threw him off the truck
when they hit the Great Highway.
He's in General
Hospital now, pretty bad.
They got that highway blocked?
Both ends, all exits.
Think they should put up a
roadblock in U.S. 101 South too.
They might have...
Yeah, I know what
they might have done.
You just get your tail
over to the hospital.
Okay, half an hour, right?
Bye-bye.
Half an hour?
Prison break.
Aw... Well, I'll take you.
No, no. You don't have to.
No, no, no. Don't be afraid.
I am much better
navigator on land.
Okay. Mm-hm.
You know something? What?
I think they make molds
for other things too.
Like what?
Cops.
Give me a minute.
Nurse, my name is Mrs. Crowley.
My husband was the
guard that was hurt.
I'm sorry, Mrs. Crowley.
There's no news yet.
Crowley's one of our top men.
He's been a guard at
the prison for 14 years.
But even top men get careless.
Warden Hansen, my
partner, Inspector Keller.
Warden, hello. Inspector.
These are the IDs and
mug shots you wanted.
STONE: Who's this?
WARDEN: A mean
one. Lee Wilson. Age 32.
Doing one to 14 on assault
with intent to commit murder.
John Phalen, alias
"Chickey". Age 26.
Convicted of armed
robbery and assault.
Doing five to 20.
Well, that's his second offense.
I nailed him once for burglary.
And Ben Vargas, uh, age 41.
Embezzler. Doing one to ten.
Does he have any
record of violence?
Not until today.
He's out of his
class with those two.
Well, maybe he just graduated.
How many guns they got?
Three shotguns and three
pistols, all taken from guards.
Art, take this to
Communications.
Teletype to all the units.
You got any late news?
Nope.
But they're locked in.
Every bridge, every
artery leading out of the city
is blocked.
How'd they make their break?
WOMAN: I'll tell
you how it happened.
They jumped my husband.
And then they took him hostage.
Then they threw
him off the truck.
They were going 70 miles an hour
and they threw
him from the truck.
Very sorry.
I hope if you find those
animals, you kill them.
I want you to kill them!
Come and sit down over
here with us. Come on.
Sit right there.
Steve.
Thought you were going.
Well, I decided to
hang around, you know.
Sounds like a good
story. Change of pace.
Hey, Steve.
That woman,
I mean, I know she's upset,
but she didn't mean that.
She means it,
believe me, she does.
( sighs )
That's awful.
How could those men
do a thing like that?
I mean, what reason
would they have?
If there was always a reason,
my job would be a lot simpler.
Look, you don't need this.
Go back to the apartment.
I'll catch up with
you later, okay?
Okay.
Oh, Mike, they found that truck
abandoned near the Cliff House.
Steve, come on.
You gonna go?
I'm going.
Steve, take care.
Paper says rain.
Who can wait?
You got a point.
Can I borrow it?
Sure, I'll leave it outside.
Hi.
Hi.
Are you, uh, open for business?
Will be in a minute.
Well, I'm in a kind of a hurry.
Okay.
Come on in.
Do you have anything
special in mind?
( ominous theme playing )
Oh, we'll just kind
of look around, okay?
Sure.
Hey, now that's a pretty tie.
What do you think?
Well, it's kind of...
Kind of too pretty.
No, you think it's
that kind of joint?
It could be.
Hey, listen.
You running that kind
of a store, pretty boy?
Hey, will you guys cut it out?
Come on, we gotta
get out of here.
You're so nervous. Relax.
Hey!
I wouldn't do that.
That was a mistake, pretty boy.
A real bad mistake.
Oh, please.
You want the whole
neighborhood to hear?
Maybe you're right.
Okay.
Give me the tie.
What...? Give me the tie!
Please, take anything you
want, I don't care what you take.
Just get out!
I won't say anything
to anybody, I promise.
I won't say a thing, I promise.
That's right, pretty boy.
You won't say
anything to anybody.
Lee.
Look, there's the
door, bookkeeper.
You wanna go it alone?
Go!
( crashing )
( dramatic theme playing )
Sorry I killed your
weekend, buddy boy.
Just shouldn't let those
prisoners escape, Mike.
So that was Connie, huh?
Yeah.
I'm sorry. I forgot
you hadn't met.
Yeah, it was no
time for introductions.
What was she doing
down there? Research?
I don't know. I was sort
of wondering that myself.
She ever do a crime story?
No.
Strictly gourmet tips.
Gourmet, huh?
I think I read
some of her stuff.
As a matter of fact, I
did one of her recipes.
Uh, it was, um... rice
and... Chicken pilaf.
Oh, yeah.
Came out chow mein.
( laughs )
Any witnesses? No, sir.
They left the shotguns,
took all the handguns.
.38 specials, huh?
They're gonna use
them to find two things.
Wheels and clothes.
That's right.
( mysterious theme playing )
Young fella wants a
ride. How about it, Esther?
Sure, looks a little
bit like Johnny.
Yeah.
How far you going, son?
Salinas.
Well, I'll take you
as far as San Mateo.
That'd be fine.
Would you close
the door, please?
No, the door'll be fine.
( gun cocks )
Just drive, okay, Pop?
( mysterious theme playing )
What do you got?
Male, white,
about 21, strangled.
It wasn't suicide.
Somebody used a
necktie and made a garrote.
Store owner?
No, it's his folks' place.
They're on vacation. He
was here for the summer.
Who reported it?
Phone call, anonymous.
Male or female? Male.
He said there were three
guys roughing the kid around.
You sure he said three?
Yeah.
Any description?
No, none.
What about the guy that...?
Excuse me one
second. Sure thing.
Excuse me.
Good morning.
Morning.
My name is Keller. I'd just
like to ask you a few questions.
They were in here already.
I said I didn't hear
anything. Sorry.
You don't mind telling
me your name, do you?
Fenwick. Louis Fenwick.
Mr. Fenwick, is this your store?
Thirteen years.
You must have known
the man that got killed.
Yes.
Terrible thing, what they did.
I heard someone say
there were three of them.
You didn't see them?
Mr. Fenwick, did you
make the phone call?
Now, look, there's
nothing to be afraid of.
These are escaped prisoners.
They're running for their lives.
Nothing to be afraid of?
That's easy for you to say.
Nobody's going to hurt you.
Mr. Fenwick... Cops.
You come in here with a
gun, want people to talk,
then you leave.
What happens then
when you're gone?
Crazy people.
They come back
when I'm alone like To...
I didn't see anything.
I need to know how they were
dressed and which way they went.
I think you can tell me that.
I'm not responsible
to nobody else.
I'm just responsible to me.
That's too easy,
and you know it.
If you decide to remember
anything, that's my number.
( funky theme playing )
Turn right here.
Now stop.
Pull in, over there.
What for?
We gotta let these nice
folks out now, don't we?
Will you folks come
with us, please?
Hey,
would you buy a used
car from that old man?
Come on, tell the truth.
Let me show you what I
got in stock. Come on, folks.
Lee, they didn't do anything.
They don't know anything.
Hey, look. They know
who we are, right?
They know what
kind of car we got.
Please, wait.
Albert... Let her go.
I don't care what you
do to me, but let her go!
Hey, you know something?
You really surprise me.
Nice old couple like
you belong together.
In a graveyard!
All right, this is the right
forefinger of Lee Wilson.
This is the right forefinger
print from the clothing store.
They match.
Now, we got the left thumbprint
of John "Chickey" Phalen,
left thumbprint from the store.
What about the
prints on the third guy?
He was the only guy
that seemed clear.
There's a lot you won't
find with those prints, Steve.
Excuse me, Connie, this is
Mike Stone, Connie Moore.
Connie. Hello.
Say, if you're
checking up on him,
I'm gonna swear that he's
never been out of my sight.
You're a good
man to have around.
May I ask, uh, what
you're doing here?
Well, I have been
doing a little digging.
For what?
Well, for you. And possibly
the city editor's desk.
Now, you remember the
riot at the prison last year?
Yeah. All right, all three men
you're looking for were
very prominent in the riots.
And one of them, Ben Vargas,
was the spokesman for the group.
Now, they demanded
certain prison reforms.
Better food, better
toilet facilities,
and end to brutality by
certain prison guards.
Okay, now, all these
points were agreed upon,
the riots ended, and nothing.
No improvements,
no reforms, nothing.
Just a bunch of
sanctimonious speeches.
Now, that's what they got.
So?
So don't you see? That's
what I was talking about.
The reason.
The missing element.
Motivation.
KELLER: Motivation.
Now, how does motivation
help us to find three killers?
They are three
human beings, Steve,
who've been caged
up like animals.
Now, how can we expect
them to really act differently?
That is how we
have treated them.
Now, wait... Wait just a minute.
I am all for prison reform
and I'm very sorry those
promises were not kept.
But I don't see how that
gives anybody the right
to escape and kill people.
Hey, I'm not condoning
violence. (phone rings)
I'll get it.
I'm very glad to hear that.
You should. Listen, you have
got to remember why people
do the things they do,
Lieutenant Stone.
You cannot generalize.
Oh, man, is that what you think?
Yes, that's what it
looks like... I generalize?
What do you mean?
What do you think
I'm doing here?
I 'm trying to help you...
You're not helping one bit.
Hey, I'm just giving
you some... What is it?
Well, it's, uh, something that
maybe Connie ought to see
before she, uh, puts that
story on the city editor's desk.
You got it.
( light theme playing )
Oh, God.
I've seen a lot of things
but never a shooting
gallery like this.
.38 caliber.
I found these shells.
Eighteen of them so far.
Let's see.
Any ID?
No.
Their pockets were stripped.
Well, better get a workup.
Ballistics, fingerprints.
X-rays, dental chart, the works.
Facial photos too,
front and profile.
Check them against passport
and possible credit IDs.
Right.
Hey, are you all right?
Maybe we shouldn't have
brought you here. Come on.
Is that why you're sorry?
Because I'm here? Oh, Connie.
No, wait a minute. You
see this every day. Fine.
But can you really
just accept it like that?
I mean, don't you feel anything?
Is that what being
a cop's all about?
This isn't the time, Connie.
Well, wait a
second. You just said
that mans basic instinct
is to be a hunter, right?
KELLER: Right.
Is that all that's on
your mind right now?
Just get back to the hunt?
Never mind about the victim.
They're just a piece
of evidence now.
Something that leads you
on the track of the animal
that you're hunting.
Never mind the fact that
what you're hunting
is a human being.
Sick, maybe, but a
human being, Steve.
What does that cost you?
I mean, what do you
have to be to do that?
I really don't understand.
I just don't understand.
I don't understand it.
All right, could you
take the lady home?
She's not feeling very well.
( car engine starts )
Guess I had a bad idea.
It's okay, okay. Anything else?
No, no, no.
( engine starts )
What do you think?
She'll be all right.
I'm not talking about Connie.
I'm talking about those
two people back there.
This is a real kill-crazy
spree, buddy boy.
I've only seen a couple like
it in my 27 years on the force.
As far as I'm concerned...
( truck horn blares
) Hey, look out!
( tires squeal )
Sorry.
You want me to drive? No, no.
You're sure? Yeah.
( dramatic theme playing )
( ominous theme playing )
MAN ( on radio ):
Police now suspect
that an elderly couple murdered
in an auto dumping
ground this morning
may be the latest
victims of the fugitives,
bringing to four the number
of victims in their wake.
A description of
the three convicts,
released by police department
officials, is as follows:
Lee Wilson, age 32...
Come on, man. They're just
getting ready to talk about us.
I got news for you, kid.
You're not a celebrity.
You're a target.
Hey.
Hey, how about that
house over there, Lee?
LEE: You see the bike?
Now, you think it
got there by itself?
Over there.
Empty garage.
Yeah, we'll park
around the corner.
Lee Wilson has a sister in Vegas
and a brother in
Lansing, Michigan.
Art, ask the local police
for help on both of these.
John "Chickey" Phalen,
no known relatives
but a lot of jobs
in San Francisco.
Pin boy, locker room attendant,
concessionaire, San Francisco
Zoo, half a dozen others.
Joel, hit the pavement.
See if you can find out anybody
who knows where he's holed up.
( phone ringing )
But what about, uh,
Vargas? What about him?
That's my phone, be right back.
Keller.
Ben Vargas, former bookkeeper,
Northwest Lumber Supply.
Lived with a Marguerita Alvarez,
Avenida, del Mar,
Tijuana, for eight months
after embezzling funds.
Okay, give it to me.
Bill, call the
Mexican authorities.
Find out what you
can about this, will you?
Do you want her watched?
Well, if they find the girl,
have them keep a lookout
for Vargas, will you?
Okay.
Oh, the Pittman case.
Yeah, the DA settled
for a second degree.
Disappointed in that?
Or are you disappointed because
it wasn't a call from Connie?
I think I'll go down to Records,
see if they got anything
on that old couple.
( ominous theme playing )
Looks like somebody's
having a party.
Check out upstairs.
Rip out the phones.
You see any guns,
bring them down.
Shortwave radio gear.
A cop's house?
They got them in
cars, not at home.
( car brakes squeak )
Listen.
( suspenseful theme playing )
Here you go. Here you go, hon.
Okay.
( giggles )
What time is it?
A little after 2. Oh, Lord.
Where's my key, where's my key?
Here it is.
Hurry up. These
things are falling.
( laughing ): I'm
trying. Here we go.
Okay, you get the key, hon.
I'll get it afterwards.
Oh.
Hon, will you get this ice
cream into the freezer?
I wanna call Jane and see
if she got a babysitter yet.
Sure, hon.
Honey, there's
only eight vanilla.
I thought we were
getting a dozen of each.
Get over there.
By the mantle.
Now, put your hands on it.
Do it or she gets it.
Count it.
Whose party is this?
Our daughter's.
When?
Tomorrow.
LEE: Where is she now?
She's spending the night
with her grandmother.
We wanted to get it set
up without her knowing.
Fifty-two bucks.
You got any more
money in the house?
No, just that.
Got it upstairs, a box
of dimes, quarters?
Jewelry?
Jewelry.
You must have some jewelry.
A nice-looking mama like you.
I bet you look
like a million bucks
when you're all decked out.
Come on, Mama.
Show me where you keep it.
I'll get it. Hey!
Stay out of it.
Come on, Mama.
Show me where you keep
it. You're looking good.
Relax.
Hey, Ben?
Ever tell you about
the little honey
I took, uh, in the
tool shed at the zoo?
It was right next
to the giraffe cages.
Shut up! You, come here!
Hey, a nice setup you got.
I was a sparks
myself in the Navy.
I ran a radio room on a
tin can off South Korea.
Now, you listen
and you listen good.
Those guys are crazy. Hospital
crazy, you know what I mean?
They just killed
four people, mister.
Just play it straight,
and you and your woman
will be lucky to get out alive.
Start anything,
you'll both be dead.
I think we ought to
put three more units
here on the south side.
It's an awful large
area to cover us.
KELLER: I gotcha.
Listen, I got a positive
ID on that old couple.
Mr. and Mrs. Albert Lockwood.
210 Sutter Street, San Mateo.
Lay this on DMV. Find
out the kind of car they own
and the license number.
I beg your pardon.
Oh, Mr. Fenwick, right?
I heard.
On the radio about that
couple at the auto graveyard.
It's my fault.
I should've told you.
I did see those men.
I saw what they were wearing.
Bill, this is Inspector Tanner.
He'll take the information.
You gotta get them
before they kill anybody
else. You've got to.
Looks like you finally
got to him after all.
Just a little late for
the victims, that's all.
Well, he's a victim
too, buddy boy.
Maybe the worst kind.
He's gonna have to live
with it for the rest of his life.
DISPATCHER: Attention all units.
North Point and the Embarcadero,
a 10-32, mistaken identity.
Invoke from Central 4.
MAN ( over radio ):
Central 4 on the radio.
( intense theme playing )
I'll kill you!
I'll kill you!
( phone rings )
You answer the phone.
And you shut your mouth.
Hello?
WOMAN: Hello,
Betty? This is Jane.
Good news. I got a sitter
for the baby today after all.
So I'll bring Sharon
over for the party at 3:00.
Okay? Okay.
Anything I can bring?
No.
Okay, gotta run. See you at 3.
Bye.
You're cute.
You know that? You're
real... You're really cute.
Now, the party was
supposed to be tomorrow?
Now, what were you thinking?
That people would
come in, they'll see us,
they'll call the cops?
No one has to call them.
They'll be here soon
enough by themselves.
You heard the radio?
BEN: Cops got a description
out on the old man's car.
It's bound to be
spotted. We gotta move.
Lee, camper's parked
outside. We can take it.
That's a good idea.
I'll take you as insurance.
Now, you try to follow
or call the cops,
and she's dead.
Hey, that was a very good hit.
Ben, give me the key.
Okay, thanks.
Steve? Yeah?
Confirmation from
the Mexican police.
They got a stakeout
on that Alvarez woman.
Good.
Oh, Mike, this is Mr. Thompson.
I think you better talk to him.
He says... They've got my wife.
Who's got your wife?
Three men with guns.
They broke into our house.
They attacked her, took
her away in our car. They...
What kind of car?
A camper. Red.
I didn't know if I should call
or not. They could kill her.
License number?
Uh, 6... 644-38N.
All right, Bill, you want
to put that on the horn?
Don't say I told you.
Please, they'll kill
her. I had to trust you.
They can't find out. Put
that on police radio only.
Oh, uh, take Mr. Thompson
to my room where it's quiet.
And you tell him
everything that happened.
Connie.
I guess Steve's
pretty busy, huh?
Uh, very.
Well, I thought we
should, uh, have a talk.
Uh, I guess there's not
much point in that either.
Mike, would you give
these to Steve for me?
I won't be needing them.
Thanks.
Connie...
You see that man
in there with Steve?
Yes.
Well, his wife is
with those three men
that you're so concerned about.
She's already been
attacked by them,
and now they're
holding her as hostage.
Mike, I don't need any more
of your shock treatments.
Well, now, wait a minute.
I didn't ask you to come
along just to shock you.
Oh?
No.
I have to know how
Steve feels about you
and I just wanted
you to see exactly
what he has to
deal with before...
Well, before you
pressed that argument
with him any further, that's all.
All right, I've seen what
he does and how he does it.
No, you didn't.
You didn't see anything.
How would you want
him to do his job?
Now, he's a professional.
He can't work with
tears in his eyes
when he's looking at a corpse.
He can't carry the guilty
conscience of the world
when he's running
after a killer, can he?
Mike, I think this is strictly
between Steve and me.
Not when other people's
lives depend on it.
And they depend on it as
long as he's carrying that badge.
Connie, you take
him or leave him.
But don't put a monkey
wrench in his head.
Don't make him less than he is.
And don't get him killed.
( intense theme playing )
( police sirens wailing )
Hey, Chickey.
This is your town,
baby. Find us a hole.
Yeah, I've been
thinking about that.
I got a good one for you, Lee.
The shack at the zoo. I
was telling Ben about it.
In the middle of a public park?
It's not public there.
It's real private.
Groundkeeper only goes
in that area once a week.
And that's on Monday.
Hey, what?
You put any gas in this thing?
I was gonna get some today.
Hey, station on the next corner.
( horn honks )
Howdy. Fill her up?
Regular.
Hey, where you going?
There's one in the back.
There's a lady in the back.
You're burning oil.
You're down about a quart.
Okay, just hurry it up.
Hey, Kenny?
What's up?
Don't look now, but you
see the guys in the camper?
Well, they fit the cons we
heard about on the radio.
I said don't look.
One's in the men's room.
The other's probably in back.
Tell the other guys
and call the cops.
Listen, call the cops.
The ex-cons you
heard about on the radio,
they're here in the camper.
Okay, okay. That's
enough. How much?
Hey, mister, I can't rush it.
I said how much?
Right, okay.
Come on, move it!
Be $8.29.
Here, keep the change.
Now just lower the hood.
Hey, what's going on up there?
Ben he went into the bathroom
and he's washing his 12 hands.
He gives me a pain
right inside my head.
Hey!
What's going on here?
Just come out of there, mister.
There's one still in the head!
Come on. Come on.
( sirens wailing )
All right, get back. Come
on, everyone, get back.
Get back.
You're not helping us any.
Come on. Step back. All of you.
Step back. Get back. Way back.
Vargas, Vargas, where'd they go?
Don't hit me.
Nobody's gonna hurt you anymore.
Now, listen, they left you here.
Can you hear me?
They left you here.
You don't owe them anything.
Vargas?
Don't pass out on me,
Vargas. Where'd they go?
( groans ): Zoo.
The zoo. Zoo.
Come on. Let's go.
Let's get an ambulance.
( tires squeal )
DISPATCHER: All units,
Great Highway and Sloat.
Escaped convicts believed
located San Francisco Zoo.
Fugitives armed and
dangerous. Use extreme caution.
They may still have
woman hostage.
Inspectors 8-1 on scene.
MAN 1: Roger, 13 Thirteen.
MAN 2: Seroti, 10-32.
Armstrong, 10-30.
Nine-oh-one to CWE.
MAN 1: Thirteen,
uh, 10-4, thank you.
Larry? Uh, Doug
Thompson. Yeah, I'm fine.
Listen, Larry,
I'm taking my family camping
up in Mendocino later today.
I wonder... Well,
you mentioned once
you'd let me take that target
pistol of yours out sometime
and give it a try.
Would it be all right
if I picked it up now?
Harry,
take your detail
to the south fence.
Where's Tanner?
In the aviary.
Have him go around the west.
Tell him to watch out for kids.
All right, Bill, this is Steve.
Move over with Art to
the west side will you?
But look out for the
kids, you got that?
BILL: Check, Steve.
All right, take another man
with you. Right straight through.
Mike.
Yeah.
Thompson.
( dramatic theme playing )
Maybe he knows
something he didn't tell us.
( funky theme playing )
Thompson!
Let me go. She's in there.
How do you know that?
Something one of them
said. I remember. Let me go!
Something you forgot too because
I told you we get your wife back
if you did it our way.
Are you ready? Yeah.
All right, come on.
All right, this is Keller.
There's a tool shed
at the southeast corner
behind the giraffes.
All units converge.
( suspenseful theme playing )
( tires squeal )
( tires screech )
Get him out of this area.
Wilson, Phalen,
you're surrounded.
You can't escape.
If you come out,
you won't be harmed.
( gunshot )
Now, you listen to me!
We got a woman in here!
And she's dead unless
you do exactly what I say!
Give me the shoe! Hurry up!
Now, look! Clear the area!
And we want a car, unmarked,
with the engine running!
That's for us and the woman!
Now, when we know
that you're not following us,
we're gonna turn her loose!
Just like they turned
that prison guard loose.
All units leave the area.
Sirens on.
Except Inspectors 35.
Give me a sharpshooter.
Bill, bring in your
best sharpshooter.
Okay.
It's being done.
It's being done.
It's done.
( suspenseful theme playing )
( gunshot )
Hold it!
All right. Don't shoot.
KELLER: Drop it!
All right, bring them down.
You got it?
Get out of the way.
He's gonna die.
All over, Mr. Thompson.
It's all over for you,
him and your family.
Unless you pull that trigger.
Then you go where
he's going, and your wife,
she tries to tell
your daughter why.
Is that what you want?
Doug, don't!
Please.
I... I can live
with it if you can.
( crying ): But if you can't,
if I'm all alone...
I don't know.
( sobs )
Somebody asked me why.
You wanna tell me?
Yeah, sure.
( spits )
All right, now, get
him out of here.
Really makes you
wonder, doesn't it?
The time to ask
was a long time ago.
Why, you think he might
have turned out different?
Like you said, you wonder.
But you never know.
( funky theme playing )
Oh, it's gonna be a good sunset.
Yeah.
Is it okay to feel
something now?
Like what?
Tired.
Oh, no.
I've got enough of that
feeling for both of us.
STONE: Uh-oh.
Look who's there.
KELLER: Yeah.
Oh, say, I forgot.
Here, she couldn't get in.
Did you talk to her?
Yeah, we had a few words.
You had a few words.
Lieutenant, you mind giving
me all the information before...
DISPATCHER: Inspectors 8-1.
We have a possible
homicide at 917 Bay Street.
Will you respond? No.
No, she's not
gonna believe this.
Well, she's not
gonna hear about it.
Oh, come on, there's
no way I can get...
Now, wait a minute.
I'm the lieutenant,
right? Right.
Why did I wanna
become lieutenant?
So I could give
the orders, right?
Right. So please.
Let me start this case on
my own, will you, please?
And another thing.
You got a bottle of
wine in the fridge?
Yeah. Take it out
and put the telephone in there.
That way, if I call, I can
always say nobody answered.
Thanks.
Inspectors 8-1 to headquarters.
On that 917 Bay
Street call, will respond.
What a lovely surprise.
( funky jazz theme playing )
ANNOUNCER:
ANNOUNCER:
ANNOUNCER:
( dramatic theme playing )
Ready?
( screams )
( groans )
What's going on?
Accident.
Hey, hold this a
minute, will you?
While I get a stick?
Yeah.
( grunts )
All right, drop them!
Nice and easy.
Get up.
Now, get on the truck.
( engine starts )
Hold it.
No party crashers.
Anybody follows and he gets it.
Roll it!
Last one to the bar
makes the bloody marys!
( laughing ): Forget it.
Oh!
( laughing )
( squeals ) You lose!
( both laughing )
BOTH: Oh.
You're a lucky guy.
You don't have to rub it in.
No, no, no. I mean,
because you like crazy ladies.
No, no, I don't
like crazy ladies.
You don't? No.
I just like the
queen of the crazies.
Okay.
Spicy, right?
Right.
No lemon? No lemon.
Hey.
Thanks.
Thank you for what?
For not trying to change me.
That was
Cinderella's last words.
No, no, no. Really.
Every single guy
I've met up until now,
he's tried put me in
some kind of mold.
You? In a mold? The
adventurous Nellie Blye?
I don't believe it. No.
No, no, no.
Just a fashion-page
writer, boss.
No, really.
Why do men do that?
Even, why do they want
to, you know, change me?
Well, men are basically hunters.
And some of them like to tame.
Not you.
No.
No, I think molds
are for cookies.
Have a cookie.
( phone rings )
( sighs )
Well, it can't be for
me. I have no friends.
Did you leave my
number with someone?
I had to. Oh, let it ring.
Oh, I wish I could.
Hello.
Steve, Mike.
There's been a prison break.
When?
About an hour ago.
They took a guard
with them as hostage
and threw him off the truck
when they hit the Great Highway.
He's in General
Hospital now, pretty bad.
They got that highway blocked?
Both ends, all exits.
Think they should put up a
roadblock in U.S. 101 South too.
They might have...
Yeah, I know what
they might have done.
You just get your tail
over to the hospital.
Okay, half an hour, right?
Bye-bye.
Half an hour?
Prison break.
Aw... Well, I'll take you.
No, no. You don't have to.
No, no, no. Don't be afraid.
I am much better
navigator on land.
Okay. Mm-hm.
You know something? What?
I think they make molds
for other things too.
Like what?
Cops.
Give me a minute.
Nurse, my name is Mrs. Crowley.
My husband was the
guard that was hurt.
I'm sorry, Mrs. Crowley.
There's no news yet.
Crowley's one of our top men.
He's been a guard at
the prison for 14 years.
But even top men get careless.
Warden Hansen, my
partner, Inspector Keller.
Warden, hello. Inspector.
These are the IDs and
mug shots you wanted.
STONE: Who's this?
WARDEN: A mean
one. Lee Wilson. Age 32.
Doing one to 14 on assault
with intent to commit murder.
John Phalen, alias
"Chickey". Age 26.
Convicted of armed
robbery and assault.
Doing five to 20.
Well, that's his second offense.
I nailed him once for burglary.
And Ben Vargas, uh, age 41.
Embezzler. Doing one to ten.
Does he have any
record of violence?
Not until today.
He's out of his
class with those two.
Well, maybe he just graduated.
How many guns they got?
Three shotguns and three
pistols, all taken from guards.
Art, take this to
Communications.
Teletype to all the units.
You got any late news?
Nope.
But they're locked in.
Every bridge, every
artery leading out of the city
is blocked.
How'd they make their break?
WOMAN: I'll tell
you how it happened.
They jumped my husband.
And then they took him hostage.
Then they threw
him off the truck.
They were going 70 miles an hour
and they threw
him from the truck.
Very sorry.
I hope if you find those
animals, you kill them.
I want you to kill them!
Come and sit down over
here with us. Come on.
Sit right there.
Steve.
Thought you were going.
Well, I decided to
hang around, you know.
Sounds like a good
story. Change of pace.
Hey, Steve.
That woman,
I mean, I know she's upset,
but she didn't mean that.
She means it,
believe me, she does.
( sighs )
That's awful.
How could those men
do a thing like that?
I mean, what reason
would they have?
If there was always a reason,
my job would be a lot simpler.
Look, you don't need this.
Go back to the apartment.
I'll catch up with
you later, okay?
Okay.
Oh, Mike, they found that truck
abandoned near the Cliff House.
Steve, come on.
You gonna go?
I'm going.
Steve, take care.
Paper says rain.
Who can wait?
You got a point.
Can I borrow it?
Sure, I'll leave it outside.
Hi.
Hi.
Are you, uh, open for business?
Will be in a minute.
Well, I'm in a kind of a hurry.
Okay.
Come on in.
Do you have anything
special in mind?
( ominous theme playing )
Oh, we'll just kind
of look around, okay?
Sure.
Hey, now that's a pretty tie.
What do you think?
Well, it's kind of...
Kind of too pretty.
No, you think it's
that kind of joint?
It could be.
Hey, listen.
You running that kind
of a store, pretty boy?
Hey, will you guys cut it out?
Come on, we gotta
get out of here.
You're so nervous. Relax.
Hey!
I wouldn't do that.
That was a mistake, pretty boy.
A real bad mistake.
Oh, please.
You want the whole
neighborhood to hear?
Maybe you're right.
Okay.
Give me the tie.
What...? Give me the tie!
Please, take anything you
want, I don't care what you take.
Just get out!
I won't say anything
to anybody, I promise.
I won't say a thing, I promise.
That's right, pretty boy.
You won't say
anything to anybody.
Lee.
Look, there's the
door, bookkeeper.
You wanna go it alone?
Go!
( crashing )
( dramatic theme playing )
Sorry I killed your
weekend, buddy boy.
Just shouldn't let those
prisoners escape, Mike.
So that was Connie, huh?
Yeah.
I'm sorry. I forgot
you hadn't met.
Yeah, it was no
time for introductions.
What was she doing
down there? Research?
I don't know. I was sort
of wondering that myself.
She ever do a crime story?
No.
Strictly gourmet tips.
Gourmet, huh?
I think I read
some of her stuff.
As a matter of fact, I
did one of her recipes.
Uh, it was, um... rice
and... Chicken pilaf.
Oh, yeah.
Came out chow mein.
( laughs )
Any witnesses? No, sir.
They left the shotguns,
took all the handguns.
.38 specials, huh?
They're gonna use
them to find two things.
Wheels and clothes.
That's right.
( mysterious theme playing )
Young fella wants a
ride. How about it, Esther?
Sure, looks a little
bit like Johnny.
Yeah.
How far you going, son?
Salinas.
Well, I'll take you
as far as San Mateo.
That'd be fine.
Would you close
the door, please?
No, the door'll be fine.
( gun cocks )
Just drive, okay, Pop?
( mysterious theme playing )
What do you got?
Male, white,
about 21, strangled.
It wasn't suicide.
Somebody used a
necktie and made a garrote.
Store owner?
No, it's his folks' place.
They're on vacation. He
was here for the summer.
Who reported it?
Phone call, anonymous.
Male or female? Male.
He said there were three
guys roughing the kid around.
You sure he said three?
Yeah.
Any description?
No, none.
What about the guy that...?
Excuse me one
second. Sure thing.
Excuse me.
Good morning.
Morning.
My name is Keller. I'd just
like to ask you a few questions.
They were in here already.
I said I didn't hear
anything. Sorry.
You don't mind telling
me your name, do you?
Fenwick. Louis Fenwick.
Mr. Fenwick, is this your store?
Thirteen years.
You must have known
the man that got killed.
Yes.
Terrible thing, what they did.
I heard someone say
there were three of them.
You didn't see them?
Mr. Fenwick, did you
make the phone call?
Now, look, there's
nothing to be afraid of.
These are escaped prisoners.
They're running for their lives.
Nothing to be afraid of?
That's easy for you to say.
Nobody's going to hurt you.
Mr. Fenwick... Cops.
You come in here with a
gun, want people to talk,
then you leave.
What happens then
when you're gone?
Crazy people.
They come back
when I'm alone like To...
I didn't see anything.
I need to know how they were
dressed and which way they went.
I think you can tell me that.
I'm not responsible
to nobody else.
I'm just responsible to me.
That's too easy,
and you know it.
If you decide to remember
anything, that's my number.
( funky theme playing )
Turn right here.
Now stop.
Pull in, over there.
What for?
We gotta let these nice
folks out now, don't we?
Will you folks come
with us, please?
Hey,
would you buy a used
car from that old man?
Come on, tell the truth.
Let me show you what I
got in stock. Come on, folks.
Lee, they didn't do anything.
They don't know anything.
Hey, look. They know
who we are, right?
They know what
kind of car we got.
Please, wait.
Albert... Let her go.
I don't care what you
do to me, but let her go!
Hey, you know something?
You really surprise me.
Nice old couple like
you belong together.
In a graveyard!
All right, this is the right
forefinger of Lee Wilson.
This is the right forefinger
print from the clothing store.
They match.
Now, we got the left thumbprint
of John "Chickey" Phalen,
left thumbprint from the store.
What about the
prints on the third guy?
He was the only guy
that seemed clear.
There's a lot you won't
find with those prints, Steve.
Excuse me, Connie, this is
Mike Stone, Connie Moore.
Connie. Hello.
Say, if you're
checking up on him,
I'm gonna swear that he's
never been out of my sight.
You're a good
man to have around.
May I ask, uh, what
you're doing here?
Well, I have been
doing a little digging.
For what?
Well, for you. And possibly
the city editor's desk.
Now, you remember the
riot at the prison last year?
Yeah. All right, all three men
you're looking for were
very prominent in the riots.
And one of them, Ben Vargas,
was the spokesman for the group.
Now, they demanded
certain prison reforms.
Better food, better
toilet facilities,
and end to brutality by
certain prison guards.
Okay, now, all these
points were agreed upon,
the riots ended, and nothing.
No improvements,
no reforms, nothing.
Just a bunch of
sanctimonious speeches.
Now, that's what they got.
So?
So don't you see? That's
what I was talking about.
The reason.
The missing element.
Motivation.
KELLER: Motivation.
Now, how does motivation
help us to find three killers?
They are three
human beings, Steve,
who've been caged
up like animals.
Now, how can we expect
them to really act differently?
That is how we
have treated them.
Now, wait... Wait just a minute.
I am all for prison reform
and I'm very sorry those
promises were not kept.
But I don't see how that
gives anybody the right
to escape and kill people.
Hey, I'm not condoning
violence. (phone rings)
I'll get it.
I'm very glad to hear that.
You should. Listen, you have
got to remember why people
do the things they do,
Lieutenant Stone.
You cannot generalize.
Oh, man, is that what you think?
Yes, that's what it
looks like... I generalize?
What do you mean?
What do you think
I'm doing here?
I 'm trying to help you...
You're not helping one bit.
Hey, I'm just giving
you some... What is it?
Well, it's, uh, something that
maybe Connie ought to see
before she, uh, puts that
story on the city editor's desk.
You got it.
( light theme playing )
Oh, God.
I've seen a lot of things
but never a shooting
gallery like this.
.38 caliber.
I found these shells.
Eighteen of them so far.
Let's see.
Any ID?
No.
Their pockets were stripped.
Well, better get a workup.
Ballistics, fingerprints.
X-rays, dental chart, the works.
Facial photos too,
front and profile.
Check them against passport
and possible credit IDs.
Right.
Hey, are you all right?
Maybe we shouldn't have
brought you here. Come on.
Is that why you're sorry?
Because I'm here? Oh, Connie.
No, wait a minute. You
see this every day. Fine.
But can you really
just accept it like that?
I mean, don't you feel anything?
Is that what being
a cop's all about?
This isn't the time, Connie.
Well, wait a
second. You just said
that mans basic instinct
is to be a hunter, right?
KELLER: Right.
Is that all that's on
your mind right now?
Just get back to the hunt?
Never mind about the victim.
They're just a piece
of evidence now.
Something that leads you
on the track of the animal
that you're hunting.
Never mind the fact that
what you're hunting
is a human being.
Sick, maybe, but a
human being, Steve.
What does that cost you?
I mean, what do you
have to be to do that?
I really don't understand.
I just don't understand.
I don't understand it.
All right, could you
take the lady home?
She's not feeling very well.
( car engine starts )
Guess I had a bad idea.
It's okay, okay. Anything else?
No, no, no.
( engine starts )
What do you think?
She'll be all right.
I'm not talking about Connie.
I'm talking about those
two people back there.
This is a real kill-crazy
spree, buddy boy.
I've only seen a couple like
it in my 27 years on the force.
As far as I'm concerned...
( truck horn blares
) Hey, look out!
( tires squeal )
Sorry.
You want me to drive? No, no.
You're sure? Yeah.
( dramatic theme playing )
( ominous theme playing )
MAN ( on radio ):
Police now suspect
that an elderly couple murdered
in an auto dumping
ground this morning
may be the latest
victims of the fugitives,
bringing to four the number
of victims in their wake.
A description of
the three convicts,
released by police department
officials, is as follows:
Lee Wilson, age 32...
Come on, man. They're just
getting ready to talk about us.
I got news for you, kid.
You're not a celebrity.
You're a target.
Hey.
Hey, how about that
house over there, Lee?
LEE: You see the bike?
Now, you think it
got there by itself?
Over there.
Empty garage.
Yeah, we'll park
around the corner.
Lee Wilson has a sister in Vegas
and a brother in
Lansing, Michigan.
Art, ask the local police
for help on both of these.
John "Chickey" Phalen,
no known relatives
but a lot of jobs
in San Francisco.
Pin boy, locker room attendant,
concessionaire, San Francisco
Zoo, half a dozen others.
Joel, hit the pavement.
See if you can find out anybody
who knows where he's holed up.
( phone ringing )
But what about, uh,
Vargas? What about him?
That's my phone, be right back.
Keller.
Ben Vargas, former bookkeeper,
Northwest Lumber Supply.
Lived with a Marguerita Alvarez,
Avenida, del Mar,
Tijuana, for eight months
after embezzling funds.
Okay, give it to me.
Bill, call the
Mexican authorities.
Find out what you
can about this, will you?
Do you want her watched?
Well, if they find the girl,
have them keep a lookout
for Vargas, will you?
Okay.
Oh, the Pittman case.
Yeah, the DA settled
for a second degree.
Disappointed in that?
Or are you disappointed because
it wasn't a call from Connie?
I think I'll go down to Records,
see if they got anything
on that old couple.
( ominous theme playing )
Looks like somebody's
having a party.
Check out upstairs.
Rip out the phones.
You see any guns,
bring them down.
Shortwave radio gear.
A cop's house?
They got them in
cars, not at home.
( car brakes squeak )
Listen.
( suspenseful theme playing )
Here you go. Here you go, hon.
Okay.
( giggles )
What time is it?
A little after 2. Oh, Lord.
Where's my key, where's my key?
Here it is.
Hurry up. These
things are falling.
( laughing ): I'm
trying. Here we go.
Okay, you get the key, hon.
I'll get it afterwards.
Oh.
Hon, will you get this ice
cream into the freezer?
I wanna call Jane and see
if she got a babysitter yet.
Sure, hon.
Honey, there's
only eight vanilla.
I thought we were
getting a dozen of each.
Get over there.
By the mantle.
Now, put your hands on it.
Do it or she gets it.
Count it.
Whose party is this?
Our daughter's.
When?
Tomorrow.
LEE: Where is she now?
She's spending the night
with her grandmother.
We wanted to get it set
up without her knowing.
Fifty-two bucks.
You got any more
money in the house?
No, just that.
Got it upstairs, a box
of dimes, quarters?
Jewelry?
Jewelry.
You must have some jewelry.
A nice-looking mama like you.
I bet you look
like a million bucks
when you're all decked out.
Come on, Mama.
Show me where you keep it.
I'll get it. Hey!
Stay out of it.
Come on, Mama.
Show me where you keep
it. You're looking good.
Relax.
Hey, Ben?
Ever tell you about
the little honey
I took, uh, in the
tool shed at the zoo?
It was right next
to the giraffe cages.
Shut up! You, come here!
Hey, a nice setup you got.
I was a sparks
myself in the Navy.
I ran a radio room on a
tin can off South Korea.
Now, you listen
and you listen good.
Those guys are crazy. Hospital
crazy, you know what I mean?
They just killed
four people, mister.
Just play it straight,
and you and your woman
will be lucky to get out alive.
Start anything,
you'll both be dead.
I think we ought to
put three more units
here on the south side.
It's an awful large
area to cover us.
KELLER: I gotcha.
Listen, I got a positive
ID on that old couple.
Mr. and Mrs. Albert Lockwood.
210 Sutter Street, San Mateo.
Lay this on DMV. Find
out the kind of car they own
and the license number.
I beg your pardon.
Oh, Mr. Fenwick, right?
I heard.
On the radio about that
couple at the auto graveyard.
It's my fault.
I should've told you.
I did see those men.
I saw what they were wearing.
Bill, this is Inspector Tanner.
He'll take the information.
You gotta get them
before they kill anybody
else. You've got to.
Looks like you finally
got to him after all.
Just a little late for
the victims, that's all.
Well, he's a victim
too, buddy boy.
Maybe the worst kind.
He's gonna have to live
with it for the rest of his life.
DISPATCHER: Attention all units.
North Point and the Embarcadero,
a 10-32, mistaken identity.
Invoke from Central 4.
MAN ( over radio ):
Central 4 on the radio.
( intense theme playing )
I'll kill you!
I'll kill you!
( phone rings )
You answer the phone.
And you shut your mouth.
Hello?
WOMAN: Hello,
Betty? This is Jane.
Good news. I got a sitter
for the baby today after all.
So I'll bring Sharon
over for the party at 3:00.
Okay? Okay.
Anything I can bring?
No.
Okay, gotta run. See you at 3.
Bye.
You're cute.
You know that? You're
real... You're really cute.
Now, the party was
supposed to be tomorrow?
Now, what were you thinking?
That people would
come in, they'll see us,
they'll call the cops?
No one has to call them.
They'll be here soon
enough by themselves.
You heard the radio?
BEN: Cops got a description
out on the old man's car.
It's bound to be
spotted. We gotta move.
Lee, camper's parked
outside. We can take it.
That's a good idea.
I'll take you as insurance.
Now, you try to follow
or call the cops,
and she's dead.
Hey, that was a very good hit.
Ben, give me the key.
Okay, thanks.
Steve? Yeah?
Confirmation from
the Mexican police.
They got a stakeout
on that Alvarez woman.
Good.
Oh, Mike, this is Mr. Thompson.
I think you better talk to him.
He says... They've got my wife.
Who's got your wife?
Three men with guns.
They broke into our house.
They attacked her, took
her away in our car. They...
What kind of car?
A camper. Red.
I didn't know if I should call
or not. They could kill her.
License number?
Uh, 6... 644-38N.
All right, Bill, you want
to put that on the horn?
Don't say I told you.
Please, they'll kill
her. I had to trust you.
They can't find out. Put
that on police radio only.
Oh, uh, take Mr. Thompson
to my room where it's quiet.
And you tell him
everything that happened.
Connie.
I guess Steve's
pretty busy, huh?
Uh, very.
Well, I thought we
should, uh, have a talk.
Uh, I guess there's not
much point in that either.
Mike, would you give
these to Steve for me?
I won't be needing them.
Thanks.
Connie...
You see that man
in there with Steve?
Yes.
Well, his wife is
with those three men
that you're so concerned about.
She's already been
attacked by them,
and now they're
holding her as hostage.
Mike, I don't need any more
of your shock treatments.
Well, now, wait a minute.
I didn't ask you to come
along just to shock you.
Oh?
No.
I have to know how
Steve feels about you
and I just wanted
you to see exactly
what he has to
deal with before...
Well, before you
pressed that argument
with him any further, that's all.
All right, I've seen what
he does and how he does it.
No, you didn't.
You didn't see anything.
How would you want
him to do his job?
Now, he's a professional.
He can't work with
tears in his eyes
when he's looking at a corpse.
He can't carry the guilty
conscience of the world
when he's running
after a killer, can he?
Mike, I think this is strictly
between Steve and me.
Not when other people's
lives depend on it.
And they depend on it as
long as he's carrying that badge.
Connie, you take
him or leave him.
But don't put a monkey
wrench in his head.
Don't make him less than he is.
And don't get him killed.
( intense theme playing )
( police sirens wailing )
Hey, Chickey.
This is your town,
baby. Find us a hole.
Yeah, I've been
thinking about that.
I got a good one for you, Lee.
The shack at the zoo. I
was telling Ben about it.
In the middle of a public park?
It's not public there.
It's real private.
Groundkeeper only goes
in that area once a week.
And that's on Monday.
Hey, what?
You put any gas in this thing?
I was gonna get some today.
Hey, station on the next corner.
( horn honks )
Howdy. Fill her up?
Regular.
Hey, where you going?
There's one in the back.
There's a lady in the back.
You're burning oil.
You're down about a quart.
Okay, just hurry it up.
Hey, Kenny?
What's up?
Don't look now, but you
see the guys in the camper?
Well, they fit the cons we
heard about on the radio.
I said don't look.
One's in the men's room.
The other's probably in back.
Tell the other guys
and call the cops.
Listen, call the cops.
The ex-cons you
heard about on the radio,
they're here in the camper.
Okay, okay. That's
enough. How much?
Hey, mister, I can't rush it.
I said how much?
Right, okay.
Come on, move it!
Be $8.29.
Here, keep the change.
Now just lower the hood.
Hey, what's going on up there?
Ben he went into the bathroom
and he's washing his 12 hands.
He gives me a pain
right inside my head.
Hey!
What's going on here?
Just come out of there, mister.
There's one still in the head!
Come on. Come on.
( sirens wailing )
All right, get back. Come
on, everyone, get back.
Get back.
You're not helping us any.
Come on. Step back. All of you.
Step back. Get back. Way back.
Vargas, Vargas, where'd they go?
Don't hit me.
Nobody's gonna hurt you anymore.
Now, listen, they left you here.
Can you hear me?
They left you here.
You don't owe them anything.
Vargas?
Don't pass out on me,
Vargas. Where'd they go?
( groans ): Zoo.
The zoo. Zoo.
Come on. Let's go.
Let's get an ambulance.
( tires squeal )
DISPATCHER: All units,
Great Highway and Sloat.
Escaped convicts believed
located San Francisco Zoo.
Fugitives armed and
dangerous. Use extreme caution.
They may still have
woman hostage.
Inspectors 8-1 on scene.
MAN 1: Roger, 13 Thirteen.
MAN 2: Seroti, 10-32.
Armstrong, 10-30.
Nine-oh-one to CWE.
MAN 1: Thirteen,
uh, 10-4, thank you.
Larry? Uh, Doug
Thompson. Yeah, I'm fine.
Listen, Larry,
I'm taking my family camping
up in Mendocino later today.
I wonder... Well,
you mentioned once
you'd let me take that target
pistol of yours out sometime
and give it a try.
Would it be all right
if I picked it up now?
Harry,
take your detail
to the south fence.
Where's Tanner?
In the aviary.
Have him go around the west.
Tell him to watch out for kids.
All right, Bill, this is Steve.
Move over with Art to
the west side will you?
But look out for the
kids, you got that?
BILL: Check, Steve.
All right, take another man
with you. Right straight through.
Mike.
Yeah.
Thompson.
( dramatic theme playing )
Maybe he knows
something he didn't tell us.
( funky theme playing )
Thompson!
Let me go. She's in there.
How do you know that?
Something one of them
said. I remember. Let me go!
Something you forgot too because
I told you we get your wife back
if you did it our way.
Are you ready? Yeah.
All right, come on.
All right, this is Keller.
There's a tool shed
at the southeast corner
behind the giraffes.
All units converge.
( suspenseful theme playing )
( tires squeal )
( tires screech )
Get him out of this area.
Wilson, Phalen,
you're surrounded.
You can't escape.
If you come out,
you won't be harmed.
( gunshot )
Now, you listen to me!
We got a woman in here!
And she's dead unless
you do exactly what I say!
Give me the shoe! Hurry up!
Now, look! Clear the area!
And we want a car, unmarked,
with the engine running!
That's for us and the woman!
Now, when we know
that you're not following us,
we're gonna turn her loose!
Just like they turned
that prison guard loose.
All units leave the area.
Sirens on.
Except Inspectors 35.
Give me a sharpshooter.
Bill, bring in your
best sharpshooter.
Okay.
It's being done.
It's being done.
It's done.
( suspenseful theme playing )
( gunshot )
Hold it!
All right. Don't shoot.
KELLER: Drop it!
All right, bring them down.
You got it?
Get out of the way.
He's gonna die.
All over, Mr. Thompson.
It's all over for you,
him and your family.
Unless you pull that trigger.
Then you go where
he's going, and your wife,
she tries to tell
your daughter why.
Is that what you want?
Doug, don't!
Please.
I... I can live
with it if you can.
( crying ): But if you can't,
if I'm all alone...
I don't know.
( sobs )
Somebody asked me why.
You wanna tell me?
Yeah, sure.
( spits )
All right, now, get
him out of here.
Really makes you
wonder, doesn't it?
The time to ask
was a long time ago.
Why, you think he might
have turned out different?
Like you said, you wonder.
But you never know.
( funky theme playing )
Oh, it's gonna be a good sunset.
Yeah.
Is it okay to feel
something now?
Like what?
Tired.
Oh, no.
I've got enough of that
feeling for both of us.
STONE: Uh-oh.
Look who's there.
KELLER: Yeah.
Oh, say, I forgot.
Here, she couldn't get in.
Did you talk to her?
Yeah, we had a few words.
You had a few words.
Lieutenant, you mind giving
me all the information before...
DISPATCHER: Inspectors 8-1.
We have a possible
homicide at 917 Bay Street.
Will you respond? No.
No, she's not
gonna believe this.
Well, she's not
gonna hear about it.
Oh, come on, there's
no way I can get...
Now, wait a minute.
I'm the lieutenant,
right? Right.
Why did I wanna
become lieutenant?
So I could give
the orders, right?
Right. So please.
Let me start this case on
my own, will you, please?
And another thing.
You got a bottle of
wine in the fridge?
Yeah. Take it out
and put the telephone in there.
That way, if I call, I can
always say nobody answered.
Thanks.
Inspectors 8-1 to headquarters.
On that 917 Bay
Street call, will respond.
What a lovely surprise.
( funky jazz theme playing )