The Streets of San Francisco (1972–1977): Season 2, Episode 13 - Winterkill - full transcript

( funky jazz theme playing )

ANNOUNCER:

ANNOUNCER:

ANNOUNCER:

( upbeat jazz theme playing )

Hey, fill her up.

Come on, you gotta be kidding.

Still think I'm kidding?

No, sir.

( gunshot )

Agh.



Now, that was a
stupid thing to do.

You actually shot me.

Let's see.

You're gonna be all right.

Here, here. Make
yourself a tourniquet.

Operator, will you send an
ambulance to the gas station

on the corner of
Filbert and Columbus?

There's been a shooting.

Yes. Thank you.

Now, next time,
don't be such a hero.

Thank you.

My compliments to the chef.

You want something to drink?

Yeah, what do
you got that's cold?



Besides the dog.

That'll be a buck 15.

MAN ( on radio ): All units in the
vicinity of Columbus and Filbert.

Reported shooting at gas
station. Units to respond.

All right, good
timing, you lose.

Me? Now, wait
a minute, I said...

You said after a
morning like we had,

there'd be no way we'd
get a call before lunch.

And what's this?
That's a different story.

The point is, we
have not eaten yet,

that makes it
before lunch, right?

That'll be a buck 15.

Pay the man, Mike.

Buck 15 for two cold hot dogs.

There's a buck,
there's a buck 15.

No tip?

Tip? I'll give you a tip.

Don't crooks ever
take a lunch break?

( upbeat jazz theme playing )

Hold it. Wait a minute.

What happened, son?

A holdup.

I gave the guy the
money, and he still shot.

Who shot you?

I don't know, Jesse James.

Okay, now, wait a minute.
What are you talking about?

I'm telling you, the guy had
to be a hundred years old.

Did you ever see him before?
Sell him any gas, maybe?

No. What was he wearing?

Uh, I don't know. An old
raincoat, I think, and slacks.

What color?

BOY: Coat was tan,

I think the slacks were
brown or something.

And I told you that if
you didn't have the money

by the end of the month,

that we would have to move
you to a state-supported home.

And this is the
end of the month.

Yeah, well, I've
already packed my bags.

Well, now you can
just unpack them. Huh?

There's nobody gonna
kick you out, Frank.

Please, Mr. Tillman,
nobody is talking

about kicking anybody out.

We're simply going to
move him to another home.

He'll be very
well taken care of.

How can you shuffle
people around like that?

Doesn't your conscience
ever bother you?

It's not my decision,
Mr. Tillman.

There's nothing
I can do about it.

Well, there's something
I can do about it.

You remember me
telling you about my son

sending me some money?

No, Mr. Tillman,
you told me that you'd

written your son
about the money.

There was nothing
said about his sending it.

No, no, no. You must
have misunderstood.

Either that or your
hearing has gone bad.

Wouldn't be a bad idea
to have that checked.

Let's see, now, here
we are. Yes, 300, right?

Uh, no, no, uh... Only, uh, 160.

Mr. Casey's social-security
check covers the rest of it.

Not much, uh, security
in social security, is there?

It's better than nothing.

Yeah.

You probably
think living's better

than dying too, right?

Come on, Frank. I'll buy
you a nice big red soda water.

( laughing )

Heh. Stop by in my
room and I'll give you

an IOU for that money.

Then you can write
it off as a bad debt.

Oh, there you are, Mr. Tillman.

Did you get the call?

What call?

Well, from your son, Robert.

Well, I told Mr. Larson
that you were back.

Oh, well, no harm done.

He said he was gonna
drop by later, anyway.

You mean he's in town? Yes.

For two days. Isn't that nice?

A business trip, he said.

Well, good. Then I can
thank him personally.

Did he say where he was staying?

Oh, yes, yes. This hotel.

Thanks, Maude. You're welcome.

How come he didn't just
bring the money, huh?

Oh, uh, well, kids, you know,

heh, they just don't plan ahead.

( chuckling ): Yeah.

Watch it, Frank. Huh, huh?

Well, you don't need
to worry about me.

I can take care of myself.

Yeah, I know. But
one of these days,

you're gonna head
for these stairs

and step right off into space.

Ha. No. Ha-ha-ha-ha.

Okay.

Turned the case over to Robbery.

They'll get to it as
soon as they have time.

What is, uh...? What's all this?

Burglars, stick-up artists.

They get old like
anybody else, you know.

I just thought I'd take a look.

It's not our case, Mike.

I know, I know, but
we do have time.

I thought we could
help Robbery out a bit.

Yeah? Is that what
you thought, huh?

Any objections?

Well... Don't tell me about it.

I don't wanna hear it.

Can I tell you something, Steve?

Sure.

When I was a kid,

my grandfather
came to live with us

the last few years of his life,

and he was a sweet,
kind, gentle old man.

And he had a beat-up old pistol

that he used to
put in his closet.

And one day, I
finally got the courage,

and I asked him about it.

And he said, uh,
"That is a last resort.

"As long as I got that pistol,

"nobody in my family is
going to starve to death."

I didn't know what
he was talking about.

I thought he was a
little... Up here, you know?

Until I had my own family.

And then I understood
what he meant.

And what does that
got to do with this?

You got me. I don't know.

It's just been going
through my head today.

All right, as I
was about to say,

I called the Department
of Corrections.

Now, in the last four years,
they've released three guys

that fit the general description
of the man we're looking for.

Checked them out.
Two of them are dead.

But the third one's
living at this address.

I got a grandfather
too, you know.

( chuckles )

( upbeat jazz theme playing )

Say, uh...

I'm not asleep, if that's
what you're thinking.

Are you Elmer Pierce?

Who's asking?

Hey, wait a minute.

You're carrying a
shield, aren't you?

Yes, I am. How
did you know that?

I was in the business 40 years.

Mr. Pierce, you mind if we
ask you a few questions?

I don't say nothing without
my lawyer being here.

Well, I'll try not to
make them incriminating.

Last time a cop said that to me,

I spent five years in Sing Sing.

Would you rather we take
you down to the station?

You gonna run me in?

Okay, but I better warn you.

I don't run as
fast as I used to.

You're gonna have to use that.

I don't think we'll
have to take you down

to the station, Mr. Pierce.

What do you mean? Why not?

Hey, what's the matter?
I do something wrong?

No, no, no, no. You
didn't do anything wrong.

Now, don't you be so
all-fired sure of yourself.

I might be just the
fella you're looking for.

And all this, just a disguise.

If it is, it's perfect.
You've got me fooled.

So long, Mr. Pierce.

Uh, hey, you guys.

You come back and
we'll talk sometime.

About the business.

My day off is Tuesday.

I'll be here.

( upbeat jazz theme playing )

How many times
do I have to tell you?

Smoking will stunt your growth.

Yeah. You don't
want one, do you?

I gave it up, remember?

I do. June 3rd, 1958.

Eight forty-five in the morning.

The last thing your
mother made me do

is promise to give up smoking.

On her deathbed, Robbie.

Her life slowly inching away,

and you know what
she's worried about?

My health.

How is your health?

I'll probably outlive you
if you don't quit smoking.

I don't think I'd
like that, Robbie.

All right, all right.

Listen, about that
money that you wanted...

Forget about it. It's
all been taken care of.

I'm glad to hear that,

because if I'd had it,
I'd have sent it to you.

I know, I know.

But if there's anything
else you need or you want...

Well, for starters, how
about some grandchildren?

We're trying. We're trying. Heh.

Maude, is...? Is that you?

Oh.

What's left of me.
Have you seen Wade?

Why, he went to see his son.

Oh, yeah, I forgot.

My memory's no
good anymore. Ha-ha.

You need any help, Mr. Casey?

No, no, I can take
care of myself.

( shrieks )

How is he?

For a man of 70 years old

who's just fallen
down a flight of stairs,

he's in remarkable condition.

Something must be done
about those cataracts.

He could be permanently blind.

Yeah, doctor said
that a year ago.

Why wasn't something done then?

Well, he also said
something about money.

Medicare will cover 80
percent. Oh, yeah, sure, sure.

If he's not too old and
if the risk isn't too great,

and if he can wait
around long enough

for somebody who doesn't know
him as anything but a number

to do something about it.

Besides, the last doctor
also said something

about a cornea transplant

and, well, some
other complications.

Maybe as much as $10,000 worth.

It doesn't alter the fact that
something must be done.

Well, then do something.

I'm not an eye
surgeon, Mr. Tillman.

Well, get one.

Well, I could, of
course. However...

I know, I know,
that costs money.

Well, that's just my point.
He hasn't got any money.

He hasn't got any insurance,
he hasn't got any credit,

he hasn't got anything.

So, what do we do?

Hey, wait a minute.

Who's the best eye
doctor in this place?

Dr. Rochelle.

Get him and I'll get the money.

I'm not asking you
how much it costs,

I'm just telling you to get him.

And I'll get the money.

( ominous theme playing )

( upbeat jazz theme playing )

Hello, Carl.

Wade Tillman.

I told him you were in
conference, Mr. Armstrong.

You weren't lying, young lady.
He is in conference, with me.

It's all right.

Well, it's, uh, been a while.

Mm-hm.

You haven't changed
a bit. Neither have you.

Still playing games while
other people do your work.

Because I do my
work with this, not this.

Now, what is it you want?

Money.

All right.

How much do you need?

Fifty? A hundred?

Five hundred.

Ten thousand.

Ten thousand?

Now, maybe you'd
better remind me

of something
that I've forgotten.

What reason in the world
would I have to give you $10,000?

I'm not asking you
to give me anything.

It's a loan.

Oh, oh.

Strictly business,
hm? That's right.

Well, then you won't
mind if I check your credit.

Where do you do your banking?

Where do you work, then?

Charge accounts? Credit cards?

Carl, you've known
me for 40 years.

In all that time, have you ever
known me to break my word?

Never.

Well, then I'm giving
you my word now.

You'll get your money back.

No, Wade.

What you're telling me is
that sometime in the future,

I'll get my money back.

Wade...

Your future's in back of you.

Carl, the money is not for me.

For a friend of mine.

He needs an operation
now or he'll lose his sight.

Now, you, you're old yourself

and you know what
it's like to be old,

but to be old and
blind... Please, Carl.

Please.

I'm sorry, Wade.

Almost as sorry as I am

to see you standing
there begging.

Well, I-I can't...

Do you think you're
the first person

to blow in here out of
my past with his hand out?

Well, I just told you
the reason that I'm here.

The reason?

They've all got their reasons.

Reasons for this,
reasons for that.

Well, I've got my reasons.

But you wouldn't
understand those.

Do you see that
building over there?

That's mine.

And I own one down
on Montgomery Street

and another one over on Market,

and I'm breaking ground for
one down at the Embarcadero.

And do you think those buildings

just sprung up
all by themselves?

Do you think old Carl Armstrong
just woke up one day rich?

I know what you've
done with your life.

No, you don't.

You've been grubbing
for wages all your life.

Playing it safe.

Well, I gave up three squares
a day and a Sunday suit

for a road that
had no guarantees.

I hustled and scratched
and made my own luck.

And I fought for every
inch of everything that I own.

And nobody ever gave me
anything but a... A hard time.

So now you're
gonna return the favor.

No.

Now I can say to any man:

Don't come crying to me.

You really see it all
that way, don't you?

Just one big barroom brawl.

Like the tangles we used
to get into down in Tulsa

whenever we hit town.

Walk out and you
name your fancy,

crawl out and you lick boots.

Those are the rules, Wade.

Okay, Mr. Armstrong.

It may be a little late for me,

but this time, I'm gonna
try to play it your way.

( ominous theme playing )

Nope, none of them.

Is that all?

Not quite.

You see, uh, 14
percent of all the people

that live in this city
are over the age of 65.

Do I have to look at all
of them? No, not now.

Dumb, I should never
have grabbed that guy's gun.

You didn't tell us that.

Because it was stupid.

I mean, you want
me to brag about it?

Doesn't sound like much
of a shootout, does it?

No.

Maybe that old man isn't
as dangerous as we thought.

Maybe you're right, Steve.
Let's give it back to Robbery.

That's where it belongs.

( tense theme playing )

Okay, this clock is fine.

I'll, uh, take the
batteries and five of these.

For my grandchildren.

( buzzer buzzes )

Yes?

WOMAN ( on phone ):
Mr. Armstrong, it's Mr. Tillman.

Well, tell him I'm busy.

I did, but he says it's urgent.
Something about life or death.

All right, I'll talk to him.

Hello.

Morning, Mr. Armstrong.

Now, listen, Wade...

No, you listen to
me, Mr. Armstrong,

and you better listen good.

Have you opened your lower
right-hand desk drawer yet?

What? Your lower right-hand

desk drawer. I left
something in it for you.

Do you see it?

Don't mess with it.

What is it?

A bomb.

I said, don't mess with it.

If it goes, it'll blow off the
top of the whole building.

I don't believe you.

Ever known me to lie?

Think about it, Mr. Armstrong.

All those poker hands we played.

All the times you told me I
could never win the big pot,

because I couldn't run a bluff.

You think this is a bluff?

Now, you've got, uh,
nothing to worry about

as long as you leave it alone.

It's not set to
go off till noon,

and you know right where it is.

But you better start
worrying about the other three.

They're all planted
in buildings you own.

One's set to go off at 2.

The next one at 4
and the last one at 6.

You have lost your mind.

What have you
lost, Mr. Armstrong?

Do you ever ask yourself that,

sitting up there
looking down your nose

at the rest of the world?

Is all that steel and concrete

worth an old man's eyesight?

An old man's dignity?

I'll not be blackmailed.

You're an old man
too, Mr. Armstrong.

And you're mortal,
just like the rest of us.

And, you know, there's
not much time left

for you to make things right.

I'll set things right.

I'll see you behind bars
for what time you have left.

Oh, by the way, that, uh,
writing on the package,

that's my friend's
name, and the hospital

where he can get that operation.

Now, you might get rid
of that bomb in your lap,

but if that operation
isn't started by 2:00,

those others, the three
you can't see, start going off.

I'll be checking
with you about then.

Wade?

Wade!

STONE: Mm-hm.

Buck 15 for two
cold hot dogs. Heh.

Check. Check?

Mike, are you still on
that shooting case?

No.

Oh, okay. Why?

Well, the description
of the old guy,

it fits someone that just left
a bomb in an office building

down on Market Street.

And I said the man
wasn't dangerous.

Bomb squad get there yet?

Yeah. Jerry Desantis,
he's in charge.

Shall we go? Come on.

Don't move that, I'll be back.

It must be something
awfully important.

Robbie.

Last time you called
me out of a meeting

was to tell me you were
gonna sell the house.

Is something wrong? No, no.

I just got thinking about you,

and, well, I didn't wanna
miss saying goodbye.

Well, Dad, I'm not
going home till tonight.

We're gonna have
dinner, aren't we?

Well, uh, that's what I
wanted to talk to you about.

Something's come up,
and, uh, well, I could be busy.

Following the red
line, huh? Red line?

Ha-ha. Yeah,
something like that.

You're being awful
serious. What's up?

Oh, it's nothing. It's...

Gee, it's just been so good
to see you again, Robbie.

You, uh... You tell
that bride of yours

I've been thinking
a lot about her too.

She's a fine woman, Robbie.

And she'll stick by
you, whatever happens.

Whatever happens? What's
that supposed to mean?

Oh, nothing. Just a...
Just a figure of speech.

What time is it?

Ten to 12.

Listen, I wanna tell
you something too.

I called Judy last night

to talk to her
about our problem,

and, um, she agrees with me.

Well, if she agrees with
you, what's the problem?

You.

Pop, ever since we moved
East, I've been worried about you.

Living out here all by yourself.

I'm not by myself. No,
I know that, I know that.

But you don't have
any family here.

Nobody to look after
you or take care of you.

Rob, I was a grown man when...

Well, when you
were a little baby.

I don't need anybody
to look after me.

Dad, what I'm
trying to say is...

Well, you know how
Judy feels about you.

She thinks you're the greatest.

As a matter of fact, I
even like you myself.

Now we got a guest
room at the house.

You can come or go or
do anything you please.

No, Robbie.

You save that room for the baby.

You'll have one
one of these days.

Look, I told you...

Look, you've got
your life. I've got mine.

I'd like to leave it that way.

Okay.

Whatever you want.

Well, in that case, uh...

I want a nice big piece of
pecan pie and a cup of coffee.

You think you can swing
that in a fancy place like this?

Right in there.

( sirens blaring )

( tires screeching )

( indistinct speech on radio )

Right in there. Bottom
right-hand desk drawer.

Stay outside.

Your office? That's right.

Who planted it?

A lunatic. A crazy,
bull-headed lunatic.

And you know him?
Sure I know him.

And I know he's bluffing.
He's gotta be bluffing.

( suspenseful theme playing )

( sirens blaring )

( tires screeching )

Well, I've got
twelve straight up.

Just as I thought,
he was bluffing.

That was some bluff.

( funky jazz theme playing )

It was dynamite, all right.

Figures.

He was a blaster.

One of the best I
ever worked with.

How long did you
know him? Forty years.

Ever since we worked on the WPA
building roads through Arkansas.

Well, where can we find him now?

I don't know.

You just said you
worked with him.

I said I knew him for 40 years.

I haven't seen him for 20.

Just like all my old buddies.

I never heard from any
of them until I made it big.

Then they started coming
out of the woodwork

like mice in a cheese factory.

Wade's the one
man I never figured

to come out of the
woodwork though.

Not like this.

You say another bomb's
supposed to go off at 2:00?

If I don't pay the piper.

In any one of four buildings.

That's what the old coot said.

What about this
guy, Frank Casey?

Never heard of him.

But he is in the hospital,
all right. I checked.

You might talk to him, maybe
he can tell you something.

And tell him this for me.

I'll not be blackmailed.

Wade Tillman has gone bats.

That's all I know.

Making such a big
fuss over nothing.

And... Ugh.

And you can tell
that Mr. Armstrong

he can take his money and
stick it in his ears for all I care.

I don't want any part of it.

I'm sure he knows how you feel.

How long have you
known Mr. Tillman?

Well, ever since he
moved into the rest home.

Three years, maybe.

Look, if I knew where
he was, I'd tell you.

I'm sure you would,
Mr. Casey. I'm sure you would.

I just can't believe it.

Mr. Casey, are you
sure you can't remember

any place that
he'd be regularly?

A bar?

A park, other people, friends?

No, no place.

Okay. Well, thank you very much.

All I know is, about
twice a month,

he would go off by
himself and stay all day.

Just like I told you.

Now he never told me where
he went, and I never asked him.

I'm sorry.

Don't be sorry.

You just take care of yourself.

Now, take it easy. Okay.

One twenty-two.
Thirty-eight minutes left.

To find someone who goes
somewhere once or twice a month?

I don't know.

Get me back to Armstrong's.

Tillman should be calling soon.

You check out the rest home.

I understood his son was
staying at the Regency.

Of course, the home
number's on that card.

Well, here we are.

It's really a very nice
room for the money.

Yeah.

And let me know when you're
finished, I've got to lock up.

Thank you.

He isn't dead, is he?

Uh, no, ma'am, he's all right.

That's good.

Sometimes they go so quickly.

You never know.

Nobody ever tells you anything.

Then you happen to
notice that the room is empty

and find someone
going through their things.

Are you a relative?

Uh, no, I'm a police
officer, ma'am.

I'm trying to find him.

You haven't seen him, have you?

Well, no, I suppose
he's with his son.

He... He's in the
city right now.

Is Mr. Tillman in
some kind of trouble?

Yes, ma'am, I'm afraid he is.

Oh, that's too bad.

Not a bad room, is it?

No, it's not, it's very nice.

I don't suppose you happen to
know how much he pays for it?

Ah, no, I don't, ma'am, no.

'Course, I-I like
my room better.

It's... It's bigger.

And... And it has
windows in both walls.

You can see the bay.

But, Mr. Larson's raising
the rent next month, and...

Inflation, you know.

I just thought
maybe if he was...

Well, I guess you
won't find anything here

to tell you where he is.

A room can only tell
you who he is. That's...

That's all a room can say.

Well, that tells a lot.

ARMSTRONG: As you know it
calls for pre-stress concrete to weld.

And, uh, recommend
exterior stress...

Did he call?

No, not yet.

Well, we have five minutes left.

All right, everybody out.

Now, just a minute.

You trying to shut me down?

Who gave you the
authority to evacuate...?

The state did, Mr. Armstrong.

And I'm gonna tell
you something else.

If you think Wade Tillman was
bull-headed, you just try me.

I'm gonna give you 30
seconds to get out of here.

Well, what if he calls?

Then nobody will be home.

Now, will you start moving?

( phone ringing )

Hello?

Hello, Carl.

How's it going?

You know darn
well how it's going.

It's almost 2:00.

Now, where did you
put that damn thing?

You write that check yet?

No! And I'm not going to.

I see. Well, in that case,

you'd better hightail
it to the elevator.

It's on the floor. Seal it off.

Wade, if anything happens
to this property, I'm gonna...

I'll talk to you later.

Tillman.

Wait, Tillman, listen!

Stone, you better catch
that lunatic, and get him...

Come on, never
mind talking up here.

Let's get going.

If you don't...

( suspenseful theme playing )

I've got it.

It's in the transformer box.

He knows what
he's doing, all right.

No, he doesn't.

He can blow this
town to hell and gone,

and I'll not give
him the time of day.

You want a basket?

There's no time.

Get him out of here.

( tires screeching )

What happened to 2:00?

Jerry's working on it.

Mike, it's already
after... I know, I know.

You got anything?

Yeah, .45 automatic.
A model from 1911.

Three sticks of 40 percent
dynamite, and a son.

A Robert Tillman.

He's in town now,
staying at a hotel.

I called him, but
he's not there.

It's two after already.

Maybe this one's a dud.

Don't bet on it.

Bombs are meant to destroy
things and they usually do.

Mike.

Hey, Jerry.

Ha. You darn near got your
head blown off, didn't you, huh?

According to this, I've
still got five minutes.

There's nothing I like better
on this job than a cheap watch.

STONE: See, that buys us
two more hours, doesn't it?

Jerry, you keep your
teams working on it, will you?

Steve, the eye
doctor's at the hospital.

You go there and make sure

that Casey doesn't cause
us any trouble, okay?

And I'll run down
this Tillman's son.

ARMSTRONG: Wait a minute.

You mean to tell me they're
going ahead with that operation

even though Wade's
trying to blow my buildings

all over the map?

That's right, Mr. Armstrong.

A Dr. Rochelle
volunteered his services.

Oh, don't you worry about it.

He's probably just
and old misguided soul

who feels that people are
more important than money.

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Nobody's asked my
permission for any of this.

All you people running around

and making plans for
an operation on me.

Well, maybe I don't
want an operation.

If you don't have the
operation, you go blind.

Well, I've been as
good as blind for years.

I don't mind.

You know, you can get
used to almost anything.

But why go to all the trouble
when it's not necessary?

Now, Dr. Rochelle will do
the operation if you'll let him.

Robert Tillman?

You Lieutenant Stone?

Thank you for coming.

Is it...? Is it about my father?

Yes. He's not hurt or anything.

No, no, he's not hurt.

But I think we'd better find him
before he hurts somebody else.

Come on.

Inspector Keller.

Yeah.

I think you'd better take
this call, it's Mr. Tillman.

I told him we were
prepping for the operation.

He said he wants
to talk to the police.

Mr. Tillman, this is Inspector
Keller, San Francisco Police.

Where's the 4:00 bomb?

Right where Carl
can see it go off.

In his other office
building down the block.

It's in the ceiling
panel, in elevator one.

You got it? Yeah, I got it.

Now, what about the 6:00?

There's plenty of time for that.

The operation is all set.

That's what you say.

I'll put Dr. Rochelle on the
phone if you don't believe me.

He's the eye surgeon.

Oh, I know who he is, son.

And I know you wouldn't
lie to me if you didn't have to.

Mr. Tillman... And anyway,

I'm gonna come by the
hospital and see things myself.

So you just take good
care of Frank, see.

( dialing phone )

Operator, this is
an emergency call.

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All right, Jerry.

That's good.

Yeah, bye-bye.

Well, that should do it.

Tillman said he'd be
here himself before 6.

Thanks a lot.

I don't see him, lieutenant.

Any other ideas?

I don't understand it.

Why would he do a
crazy thing like that?

Money.

You think it's that simple?

You tell me.

Well, maybe, he was
always a very direct man.

I guess maybe that
was the only solution

he could find to the problem.

He asked me to send him some.

I should have made
more of an effort to do that.

I'm sorry, I...

Well, his friend Casey
said that he used to go off

by himself at least once a week.

Where would he go?

Once a week?

Oh, the cemetery where
my mother's buried.

That's it, he used to go there

whenever he had some
heavy thinking to do.

Saw Robbie today.

My, he's... He certainly
has turned into a fine man.

For which I take
none of the credit.

He, uh, wants me to go
back east and live with him.

But, uh, you don't have
nothing to worry about.

I, uh... I told him no.

I remembered those
talks we used to have

when we were young, you know.

About never getting
in anybody's way

or being a burden, and, uh...

Oh, well, there's something
else I should tell you about,

but I think I'll wait
till my next visit.

That... That'll kind of give
me a good excuse to...

Dad.

Wait a minute!

Dad!

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Dad!

Wait a minute.

( gasping )

( panting )

Dad, Dad.

Mr. Tillman.

Now, Mr. Tillman, the bomb.

Think of the bomb, where is it?

He can't hear you. I'm
gonna go get an ambulance.

You can hear me, now, can't you?

Try. Try to hear me.

The bomb. Where did you hide it?

I-I... I... ( sirens blaring )

( tires screeching )

Did you find him?
Yes, I found him.

He's in the hospital
with a heart attack.

Couldn't tell us anything.

What? What've you got?

We've been through
the whole building.

What about the other buildings?
We got teams in all of 'em.

What's this about
a heart attack?

Now, he's faking it.

He's trying to put
pressure on me.

He is not faking, it's for real.

What do you think, Jerry?

It's getting tight.

If we have to guess,
I'd say the basement.

He knows construction.

That's where he'd
do the most damage.

Heat, electricity, plumbing,
it's all tied in down there.

I'll give it one more
sweep. Go ahead.

They've already been
through this area twice.

It's clean.

I'm telling you, it's not here.

Mr. Armstrong, the way I figure
Wade Tillman, the odds are,

it's gotta be here someplace.

Well, I know it's
definitely not in this room.

Why not?

Because there are only
twelve hours on a clock.

Now, he had to set this
one and put it somewhere

after 6:00 this morning.

Some reason why he
couldn't have done that?

Yeah.

The maintenance
crew was in here.

They work from 5:30 till 6:30,
and nobody came in or out.

Is that one of your buildings?

Yeah.

All right, Tillman puts
the first bomb in the desk,

the second bomb down the hall,

and the third one
right across the street

where you can see
it go off from here.

Can you see any of your
other buildings from here?

No, no, but what
difference does that make?

KELLER: Well, think about it.

They were all set
for your benefit.

STONE: And it's the last one.

Now, this hard-nosed
Wade Tillman

has given you three chances
to come across and you haven't.

Where would he stick it?

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They've already looked there.

Downstairs.

This way.

This way, it's faster.

It's 5:56.

If he blows this building...

All right, check for
loose ceiling tiles.

Let's check the lights.

Mike!

Yeah.

How far down to the basement?

Thirty-four floors.

There's not enough
time to go down

and get Jerry to come back up.

All right, he wrapped
it to keep the water out.

Then maybe if we doused it.

Maybe? No maybes.

Just get that thing
out of my building.

Give it to me. I got it.

Let's just get the
hell out of here.

Come on.

Don't jiggle that thing.

KELLER: You know something?

What?

If a watch can be
slow, it can also be fast.

Get the door!

All right, get 'em back!

Way back! Way back!

In the street.

Get down.

That building ain't worth it.

Not worth any man's life.

Wade sure had a point.

Well, what a way to prove it.

Proved one thing.

Not having much time

sure makes a man think
about the time he has.

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( grunts ) Mm-mm.

Robbie.

What time is it?

Seven twenty-five, Dad.

It's all right.

We found the
bomb, it didn't go off.

The doctor says you're
going to be all right.

Just a matter of taking it easy.

How's Frank?

He had the operation.

Bandages will be off
in a couple of days.

Oh, heh-heh, that's good.

That's... That's real good.

You must be the police.

Yes, we are, Mr. Tillman.

And I'm afraid we're gonna
have to place you under arrest.

What are you going to do?

Send me to prison
for the rest of my life?

Oh, there you are, Wade.

Wait a minute, Mr. Armstrong.

Now, just a minute,
he's the troublemaker.

I'm not the
troublemaker, remember?

If you're waiting for
me to apologize...

I don't think I'll live
that long, Wade.

Uh, I, uh,

got to thinking about
some of the things you said.

And, uh, a couple that you said.

I, uh... Well, I want
your son here to know

that whatever all this
costs, I'll take care of it.

And I'm taking care of
your friend's operation too.

New rules, Carl?

Why not, Wade, we
wrote 'em, didn't we?

( laughs )

What's the charges against him?

Armed robbery,
felonious assault,

extortion, attempt to injure
with destructive devices...

All right, all right.
I'll have my attorneys

go down to the D.A.'s
office and look into it.

They're kind of young,
but they're all smart.

As a matter of fact, I got
an angle on the case already.

Would you mind
telling me what that is?

Get it before the oldest
judge in the Superior Court.

And I expect you to
walk into that courtroom

under your own power,
so you'd better start thinking

about getting up
off of your backside.

Oh, I-I'll be up,

but I had a major heart
attack, with complications.

ARMSTRONG: Complications?

What do you know
about complications?

I had two heart attacks,
both of 'em worse than yours.

Worse than mine?
They couldn't have been.

Mine was so bad it felt like two
elephants roosting on my chest.

Worse.

ARMSTRONG: You're lucky
you didn't have a stroke with yours.

I had a stroke with
mine. Look there,

I still haven't got the use
of that left hand all the way.

Reminds me of something
else my grandfather said.

Oh, yeah, what was that?

First liar don't stand a chance.

( laughs )

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