The Streets of San Francisco (1972–1977): Season 2, Episode 16 - Chapel of the Damned - full transcript
A wealthy woman, whose daughter is kidnapped and held for ransom, has more faith in a female psychic than Stone and Keller.
( funky jazz theme playing )
ANNOUNCER:
ANNOUNCER:
ANNOUNCER:
ANNOUNCER:
( mellow theme playing )
Morning, Tom.
How's it going today, Jesse?
Just great, thanks.
[SCREAMING]
Hit it.
Dead. It didn't go dead until
after she got in the elevator.
I seen her go in, I
seen the elevator go up.
I... I figured she was
in there, you know?
Okay, sir, thank you
very much for your help.
If you'd just give the officer
a description of the car.
Dick, when you call
in, tell Communications
I want two units to check
the immediate vicinity.
That car's gonna
get dumped quick.
It was a maroon Thunderbird...
She's not dead.
That I would know.
You sure? Yes.
Well, then, what?
Where is she?
Now, listen to me,
Adele. Listen to me.
You must have faith.
She will come back.
STONE: Mrs. Sloane.
According to the doorman,
your daughter came in a
little before 6 this morning.
She in the habit of
staying out that late?
Recently.
She's been seeing this boy.
Having an affair, if
they still call it that.
What's his name?
Dillon.
Mark Dillon.
He has long hair and no manners
and no prospects
and no education.
Oh, and Julie just
happened to mention
that... That he's been to jail.
The perfect son-in-law.
She was with him last night?
I assume so.
Where else would
she be until that hour?
Mike.
Oh, excuse me.
Got anything?
Yeah, the cable of the
TV monitor was gimmicked,
and all the leads
were cut and taped.
This guy knew what he
was doing. There were two.
One guy cut the cable, the
other went across the garage,
hid in the elevator,
taped it up to look normal.
What do you got?
Over here.
Came in the morning mail.
The recorder was in the case.
( man chuckles )
MAN 1 ( on tape ): Do you
know where your children are?
WOMAN ( on tape ): Yes, indeed.
MAN 2: Kidnapped.
WOMAN 2: If you
wanna get her back...
MAN 2: Just sit down, relax.
WOMAN 3: Take it easy.
MAN 4: Say nothing at all.
WOMAN 4: No cops.
MAN 5: No cops.
MAN 6: We want a lot
of... WOMAN 5: Money.
MAN 1: Uh, we'll be in
touch. WOMAN 1: Sit tight.
MAN 7: Say nothing.
MAN 1: We'll call when...
WOMAN 6: At the tone, the
time will be 12 p.m. exactly.
[BEEPS]
[CLICKS OFF]
The splicing tape.
Could be prints on that.
Run it through the lab. Okay.
Case too.
Who's the other lady?
Friend of the family.
Bob, how you doing?
Phone is here.
And the junction box
is in the other room,
let me show you.
What is that man doing?
Well, we would like
to monitor the phone.
You see, the people
who have your daughter
will try to contact
you, and when they do,
he'll be able to trace the
call if the phone is monitored.
And then there
will be more police?
And the FBI?
Yeah, we can request the
Bureau to come in after 24 hours
if we really need them,
but I feel we could really
use the monitor on the phone.
All right.
But please be careful.
He said no police.
If they find out...
they might...
Look, I don't care
about catching them.
I just want my daughter back.
STONE: I understand
how you feel, Mrs. Sloane.
We'll do the best we can.
Ma'am, ma'am, please...
Please don't touch that, will you?
There might be fingerprints.
You won't find any.
STONE: How do you know that?
Madam Vasiliev
has special powers.
She... She can sense things.
I conduct a circle of students
who are interested in
psychic phenomena.
Mrs. Sloane is a
member of my group.
I've seen her do
some incredible things.
She can help us. I know she can.
May I? Yes, yes.
Now, what do you wanna do?
You wanna hold the recorder?
Yes, you see, when people
touch material objects,
they leave traces of their aura.
Yes, go ahead.
Thank you.
I...
I sense a Visuddhi.
Hindu word.
Remember, Adele, we spoke
about the different chakras?
Yes.
A man with...
With some trouble in his mouth.
Throat.
Yes.
( sighs )
Nothing more is coming
through. I'm sorry, that's all.
I can't tell anything
else. I'm sorry.
That's all.
Well, this case is
as good as solved.
All we gotta do is find someone
with a Visuddhi in his chakra.
Yeah, you like
that Visuddhi, huh?
What are you, a skeptic?
No, I'm just more
interested in this part of him
than I am in this part of him.
Sounds like we start
with the boyfriend, right?
Right, I got his phone number
from the girl's address book.
Also where he works.
You wanna take him?
No.
You go by yourself.
I'll grab a cab and go downtown
and check out his record.
Okay. And Steve?
Take it easy with him, will
you? Why, you got another idea?
No, but he's done time,
and it won't hurt him to think
somebody wants to send him back.
Why don't I go
downtown? What for?
I don't know, slip into a
white suit, get in a white car.
Oh, come on, now.
Get it started and
get out, will you?
[WHISTLES]
I know, you and
your Visuddhi, huh?
( engine starts )
( machinery humming )
Hey, Dillon?
Yeah? Guy here
wants to talk to you.
Hi, my name is Keller.
Is there anywhere we can talk
without catching pneumonia?
( Keller blowing )
( whistles )
How cold does it
get in there, anyway?
Twenty degrees.
Twenty degrees?
Must take you a while
to get used to it, huh?
Yeah, well, it's work.
You said you want a few minutes?
Yeah.
You know a girl
named Julie Sloane?
Why? Were you
with her last night?
Look, what's this all about?
She was kidnapped. What?
About quarter to 6 this
morning. Somebody got her.
Kidnapped.
Were you with her last night?
Yeah.
Yeah, we caught a flick.
And, uh, then we
went back to my pad.
She left sometime this morning.
Went home.
You took her home, eh?
No, no, like I told him.
I was asleep, I don't
even know what time she...
You were asleep. That's right.
That's great, just great.
And who did you
call after she left?
Nobody.
Look, I know what
you're trying to do.
I'm asking you,
who did you call?
I didn't call anybody,
I'm telling you.
I don't know anything about it.
Now, you know the
family's loaded, right?
And we know that you like a
good rip-off every now and then.
That was a long time ago.
Two years. Just long enough
to build up a good appetite.
Yeah, grand theft auto. Hm.
A Ferrari.
All right, so I got high
with a bunch of guys
and I stole a car once, so what?
So don't try to con me!
You set up that
Sloane girl, didn't you?
I didn't have
anything to do with it.
Sonny, your friends
ran over a newsboy
when they came
out of that garage.
He's dead, and we're
talking about murder.
If we don't get that girl back,
you haven't got a prayer.
Now, do you understand me?
KELLER: All right, Mike, Mike.
Easy. Why don't you
get a cup of coffee?
I don't need a cup of coffee.
I know his type, I've seen
'em on the streets for 20 years.
They're all alike.
They gotta make it big
and they gotta make it fast.
Well, I'm gonna tell
you something, sonny.
If you don't spit out the truth,
you and I are gonna have a talk,
and it's gonna be soon.
Coffee.
Your partner's crazy.
No, he's not. No, he
just thinks he's right.
They say when you've been
around long enough you know.
You don't believe it, do you?
Keller, I'm telling
you the truth,
and you've gotta believe me.
You have to.
All right, let's go
through it again.
Hey, Mike.
Just got a call.
They found the car.
Where? The Embarcadero.
Tow truck just brought it in.
Good.
What do you say,
Charlie? Anything?
Yeah, the paint
looks like it matches
the flakes on the hit-and-run.
Any prints?
It's clean so far,
but we got a good heel
mark on the right front floor.
It's a man's shoe, narrow.
Probably an
Italian-made or a copy.
What's this?
That's sawdust.
This was down there too.
Broken glass?
Plastic.
Contact lens.
Can you trace it?
Well, it depends on
how much we have here.
Possible to run a
prescription down on it
if we can reconstruct it,
but that's a long shot.
Keep shooting, will you?
Okay.
Did you get anything?
Maybe.
How about the boyfriend?
I let him go.
Why did you do that?
Because I believed him.
I even believed you
for a moment there.
Man, I thought you were
going right down his throat.
Well, you gotta yell at
somebody once in a while,
otherwise you'll get an ulcer.
Yeah, so I've noticed.
What do you mean?
Come on, we've got
exactly 20 minutes
till the next phone
call at the Sloanes'.
( funky jazz theme playing )
( mystical theme playing )
Is everything all right?
Yes.
( doorbell rings )
Lieutenant, come on in.
The call come? No.
No, but Madam Vasiliev
has been trying to overlook
the people who took Julia.
Oh, that's good. Now,
we've got two minutes left.
Are you ready? Yes, sir.
She has seen something.
I want you to listen to her.
I appreciate your faith in
that woman, Mrs. Sloane,
but I think you'd better
let us do this our way.
ADELE: Well, just
what have you done?
Put a policeman
in my living room.
What good does that do?
Look, I want you to
listen to her. She knows.
Adele.
Olga, will you
tell them, please?
It's hard to explain to someone
who doesn't share our beliefs.
Look, if you, uh... If you feel
something, you should tell us.
It's... It's how the lieutenant
feels that's important.
If he's as skeptical
as he looks,
I'm sure he doesn't
want to hear.
It's my business
to be skeptical,
and I don't mean to offend you.
Oh, you haven't,
you haven't, not at all.
No, you're good at
what you do. Very good.
As a matter of fact, I
have great faith in you.
Even if you have none in me.
STONE: Thank
you, you're very kind.
Lieutenant.
( phone ringing )
All set?
Just keep calm.
And agree to
everything they say.
Try to keep them talking.
Adele, trust him.
Hello.
MAN ( on phone ): Mrs. Sloane?
Yes, this is Mrs. Sloane.
Then you know who this is.
Yes.
Where's my daughter?
Where's Julie?
She's fine.
You just pay
attention, you hear?
Pay real g-good attention.
You g-go to the bank
and get $100,000.
Old bills, you understand?
Then you g-go home and wait.
We'll tell you what to do
after you g-get the money.
You've got two hours.
Wait, wait, please.
( mouthed speech )
You heard his voice?
Yeah.
I heard.
( dramatic theme swells )
( funky jazz theme playing )
Not enough time for a trace.
You just stay with it.
Lieutenant, please,
you heard his voice.
Won't you listen to Olga now?
I heard him say $100,000.
Can you get that much?
Yes.
Well, then go out,
get it and bring it here.
Madam Vasiliev, before the call,
you said you saw something?
No, I didn't see anything.
I... I received a sense.
An aura of a certain place.
Where Julie is?
I can't say that
for certain, Adele.
Well, where is this,
uh...? This place?
Well, I can't tell you
an exact location,
but the aura was blue.
KELLER: A blue
aura. Meaning what?
That's open to interpretation,
but for me it would be
sky, water, something cool.
Very cold.
Is that it? Yes.
Things appear differently
on the astral plane
than they do on
the material plane.
Well, I wish I could
understand that,
but I'm afraid I'm going to
have to stick to my own plane.
Man, you must be something
else with a jigsaw puzzle.
No contest.
I don't think I ever
finished one in my life.
Don't let Mike
hear you say that.
STONE: Don't let Mike
hear you say what?
CHARLIE: Easy, lieutenant, easy.
Okay, okay.
How you doing?
Doing it.
Hey, why don't you two
dudes back off a little bit, okay?
What's the matter,
we troubling you?
Yeah. You're bugging me.
Did you get the money?
No, she's still at the bank.
They didn't have enough
of the old bills on hand.
We got time still.
Yeah, this is a
smooth operation.
I don't think
they'll go for a stall.
We still have to mark the
money when we get it together.
Mike?
Finally made it, huh?
Yeah, just don't anybody sneeze.
"Central Optical Supply."
STONE: We know that's the
company that made the blank.
I wish the prescription
was more complete.
Some sort of, uh, astigmatism.
It was smashed
into a million pieces.
It was the best
the lab could do.
The company said
it was a special lens.
They also said that you were
one of a half a dozen people
who ordered it from
them within the last year.
Yes. According
to this information,
it's a sports lens
designed for strenuous activity.
Has a groove around
the edge to hold it in place.
Now, I've only fitted
one patient with it recently
that I can recall. Um...
Uh, here we go.
"Rubiro," Carlos Rubiro.
Got an address?
Yeah, 92 Seven
Street, Hotel Atlanta.
( dramatic theme playing )
You know this
address is a year old?
Yeah, residential hotel.
Probably still lives here.
Well, thank you. We can manage.
Search warrant.
This guy's been around.
Never mind where he's been.
I wanna know where he is.
He's got Mrs. Sloane's
number in his book.
Mike.
Yeah, could be him.
Fits with the
sports lens, all right.
Here's the trophy.
Mm-hm.
Hey, here's some
other trophies too.
Hm.
Look at this.
( sighs )
This guy really does get around.
At least we know
what he looks like.
STONE: Mm. Skeet shooter.
KELLER: Think he's
got the other one?
Maybe.
Looks like a 12
gauge. Over and under.
Fancy too.
"555-7371."
Seven-three-seven-one?
Yeah.
( chuckles )
Cal Pacific Airlines.
How did you know that?
Now, you're not gonna pull
those parlor tricks
on me too, are you?
I called it yesterday.
Why is that?
Well, I have a
little time saved up.
I thought I'd take
a little... A vacation.
Maybe. Behind my back.
It wouldn't be much of a
vacation if I was with you.
Go ahead. You wanna go on
a vacation, go on a vacation.
Who is this, Andy?
Keller, yeah, how
you doing? Good.
Listen, you run an APB for us?
"Rubiro," R-U-B-I-R-O.
Carlos, male Caucasian.
About 5-foot-10, 170 pounds.
Dark eyes, dark hair.
No. No make on the clothes.
Also, check with
Cal Pacific Airlines.
See if his name's in their
passenger list, will you?
Good, thanks a lot.
Bye-bye. ( phone clicks )
Read this.
"Waited till 9:30.
Where were you? Mark."
As in Mark Dillon, right?
The guy that you let go.
( jazzy suspense theme playing )
A blue aura.
What?
Madam Vasiliev, remember?
Says it could have something
to do with being cool.
That's sort of
calling the shots.
Next you'll ask me what
sign I was born under.
All right, forget about her.
What about the
sawdust in the car?
They got sawdust in an icehouse.
They sure do.
And I'll bet Dillon left some
on the squad room floor
when you let him walk out.
That's right. Aw.
Hey, Mr. Cowns.
COWNS: Hey, how
you doing? Good, good.
Listen, uh, is Dillon around?
You're not gonna be seeing
him around here anymore.
Why is that?
You're a couple of
cops, right? Yeah.
You gotta deal
with that element.
Me, I don't need
the aggravation.
You fired him?
Yeah, soon as he came
back from seeing you.
You got an address?
Sure, it's in the office.
Listen, would you mind if we
took a look around here first?
What's the matter?
You don't believe me?
No, it's not that, it's
just that we're here.
We're here, Mike, we're here.
Okay.
Is there any place that he
ever hung out by himself?
Was alone? Away
from everybody else?
Uh, storage room, I guess.
He was icing it
up for a big order
we got coming in next week.
Mind if we took a look?
Sure, but nobody's
hiding in there.
Unless he's part polar bear.
It's awful cold in that room.
Here, you better
take this parka.
STONE: Hey, come on,
buddy boy. I get frostbite easy.
Buddy boy, huh?
Where do all these
blocks come from?
Oh, they come from
a chute over here.
Need a new batch anyway.
Stand back. Keep
your feet out of the way.
( scary theme playing )
Mike.
( scary theme swells )
Rubiro.
( jazz theme playing )
Take the back.
Right.
Time for another talk, Dillon.
Hold it.
Mike!
Where did he go?
Nobody came out here.
He must have doubled back.
I'm sorry, Mike.
You didn't spook him, I did.
I let him go. I didn't
think he was the type.
That's all right. Let's
put out an APB on him.
Inspectors A-1...
MAN ( on phone ):
You g-got the money?
ADELE ( on phone ): Yes.
Is she all right?
Let me talk to her, please.
MAN: Shut up and listen.
Put the money in the c-case.
You get one more call
to tell you where to take it.
Five o'clock.
( horn blowing on tape )
When did this
come in? ( clicks off )
About ten minutes ago.
Oh, dear God. Mrs. Sloane.
You don't... I'm all right.
It's all right, sit down.
I'm all right. She's
still alive, isn't she?
They won't... They
won't hurt her?
Not if I do everything they say.
We'll never know that for sure.
We just have to keep
working. Now, listen carefully.
Please, get some water.
Right.
Listen to me, Mrs. Sloane.
Did you know a Carlos Rubiro?
Yes, why?
We found your name
in his address book.
It would help us if you told us
everything you know about him.
Well,
we were involved with
each other for a while.
My husband has
been dead for six years.
Then he knew Julie.
ADELE: Naturally.
But I haven't seen him recently.
I became aware after a while
that his motives were not
what I thought they were.
STONE: He wanted money?
Yes.
Looks like he found
another way to get it.
Do you think he's one of them?
Not anymore.
He's dead.
He could have been one of
them, but somebody dealt him out.
Did he know Mark Dillon?
No. Yes!
Yes.
Yes, they met here one night
when Julie came home late.
That boy did it, didn't
he? With Carlos.
And now he's got Julie.
Maybe, maybe.
Where did you meet Rubiro?
At the chapel.
"At the chapel"?
Yes, the Chapel of the Mind.
( mysterious theme playing )
Well, you've really
gotta give her credit.
She knows how to
put a scene together.
Maybe you could get her
to decorate your apartment.
Lieutenant Stone,
what a pleasant surprise.
You mean to say you
didn't see us coming
in that little crystal
ball of yours?
( chuckles )
I see you have your
information about psychic matters
from the comic strips.
I don't use a crystal.
Well, that's too bad.
I thought you could look into it
and tell us something
about Carlos Rubiro.
Would you sit down,
please? Over here, please.
Carlos Rubiro.
Yes, please.
Now, what about him?
Well, I'd rather hear
it on your plane first,
if you don't mind.
Not at all.
He was a member of
our group for a while.
Very interested in
psychic phenomena,
but, uh, he had no
ability. A dilettante, really.
So eventually I asked him
to leave the congregation.
When was this?
About six months ago.
Now, you haven't
seen him in six months?
No. Why?
Does he have anything to
do with what's happening?
Well, not anymore. He's dead.
He's dead?
STONE: Murdered.
In a place that had
a very cold aura.
An ice house.
Oh, no. Mm-hm.
Then apparently he was
involved in what's happening.
Lieutenant.
Are you implying that I am too?
I'm not going to imply anything.
I'm gonna just
lay it right flat out.
I don't think anybody
could come up with
two long shots like you did.
First, the guy on the phone,
and then Rubiro's body.
( Vasiliev chuckles )
Well, I suppose I
should be offended
by what you're
saying, lieutenant,
but I'm used to it.
You're not the first person
who does not believe
that there are hidden mysteries
because you can't see them
or hold them in your hands.
Less than two centuries
ago, people were denying
the existence of electricity
for the same reasons.
All right, getting back to,
uh... To Mr. Rubiro, excuse me,
can you tell us
anything else about him?
Only that he
existed in this world
by playing on the
emotions of wealthy women.
And you don't approve of that?
Lieutenant,
I have been as patient
as I feel I can be with you.
I've told you I'll do nothing
to interfere with your work.
I've told Adele Sloane to put
herself entirely in your hands.
In fact, it was I who advised
her to bring you people in,
regardless of the message
on the tape recorder.
You asked her to call us?
Yes, she wasn't going to.
She was frightened because
of what the message said.
I see.
( sighs )
Well, then, I guess I
owe you an apology.
You owe me nothing, lieutenant,
but your assurance that you'll
do everything in your power
to keep Julie alive. Please.
She's gotta have a
record as long as my arm.
I'm telling you, bunco
says she's clean.
What about aliases?
None that show up, no.
Look, they checked that
chapel out the first day it opened,
like any other hustle.
It all scans legit.
I don't believe it.
Well...
I must say I don't
believe what I see
coming through that door either.
Dillon, what the...?
Keller, I need help.
Okay, good, good.
You gotta keep him away
from me. No problem, sit down.
Over there.
Look, Keller, what do I have
to do to convince you guys
that I haven't done anything?
Dillon, you ran.
I was scared.
I got the phone call.
And then your partner
there kicked in my front door.
Now, wait a minute, what call?
Some guy.
He said you were
coming to bust me.
Did you notice anything funny
about the way the guy talked?
Yeah, yeah, he stuttered.
How'd you know about that?
Mike?
I came here to
talk to you, not him.
That's all right, son.
Why did you come here?
Where could I go?
How far could I get?
Look, whatever it is that's
happening, I need help.
I got no place
else to go for it.
Did you write this?
Where you get that?
Never mind. Did you write it?
Yeah. To whom?
Julie, who else?
( phone ringing )
Homicide, Stone.
Yeah, where?
Got it.
Steve. Yeah.
Put somebody on him.
Mrs. Sloane got her call.
Where are we going?
Telephone booth, airport.
( suspenseful theme playing )
( phone rings )
Andrews.
( rings )
Hello.
You brought c-cops with you.
No, no, I came by
myself as you said.
You're a liar.
There are c-cops
all over the place.
You think we don't
know what's going on?
No, no, please, please,
look, I brought the money.
Just tell me what to do with it.
All right, lady, just
shut up and listen.
You do exactly what I say.
Put the c-case on the
ledge next to the phone.
It's there.
Now, count to five
and then knock it over.
Make it look like an accident.
Yes.
Under the seat,
there's another c-case.
Exchange them.
Then go down to the...
The helicopter waiting area
and sit tight.
All right.
They told her to
go someplace else.
Figures, they know we're around.
They're gonna try to shake us.
( ominous theme playing )
( inaudible speech )
( ominous theme playing )
Something's wrong.
I'll sit next to her and
see what they said.
No, they'd spot you.
We gotta do something.
Well, let's give it
another ten minutes.
( chuckles )
Hey, Olga, you got it?
Yes, I've got it.
( engine starts )
And then he said he knew
that the police were there
and that he would kill her
and that there was this case
at the bottom of the phone
booth and that I should switch them
and then just
come here and wait.
A matching case. We
should have figured that.
Well, you can't figure them
all. It's all right, Mrs. Sloane.
Come on, we'll drive you home.
You think they'll let her go?
We'll just have to wait.
Rob.
Check out that body.
I'll call an ambulance
and notify Homicide.
( muffled squealing )
( thudding )
Baby.
Baby.
I'm fine. Are you all right?
Yes, Mother, I'm all right.
Honestly, Mother, I'm all right.
Julie.
I'm Lieutenant Stone
of the police department.
Are you strong enough to
answer a couple of questions?
Yes, I think so.
Now, I know this is unpleasant,
but the man that was
killed, was he one of them?
Yes, he's the one
I had to stay with.
Was there anybody else involved?
Carlos Rubiro.
Anybody else?
No, just the two of them.
No, there's gotta be
a third somewhere.
ADELE: Mark Dillon.
Mark?
ADELE: He's one
of them, I know he is.
If you find him...
Mrs. Sloane, we
know where he is.
At least for the
last couple of hours.
Julie, the man that was killed,
did you hear the shot?
Yes.
Now, this is very
important, Julie.
Do you know how much
time it took between
the time you heard the shot
and the time the
policemen found you?
I'm not sure,
but I think it was
just a few minutes.
It can't be Dillon.
He couldn't have
pulled the trigger.
Well, he could have set it
up. Gave himself a perfect alibi.
How could I have
set up anything?
I was here all the time.
Could be the truth, son.
Or it could be a
pretty smart move.
Print report they found
on the shotgun, Mike.
They belong to Dillon.
Well, that's beautiful. What,
he shoot the guy by ESP?
STONE: Dillon,
you heard the man.
Now, let's hear it from you.
How did your prints happen
to get on Rubiro's shotgun?
Rubiro set me up.
I was the real pigeon.
Rubiro, my friend.
That's why he offered
me a ride home that day.
He had the guns in the car.
"Here, Dillon, look
at the pretty little gun."
My fingerprints
all over the place.
Well, we've only
got one suspect left.
ALL: Preserve me
OLGA: With the sword
ALL: Destroy me
OLGA: With the pentacle
ALL: Redeem me ( jingling )
All right, party's over, madam.
Don't be disturbed, anyone.
I'll be back in a moment.
This way, please.
Will you hold this
for me? Thank you.
This time I think you do owe
me an apology, lieutenant.
There's a sucker born
every minute, isn't there?
I beg your pardon?
All these years it's been
nickels and dimes, hasn't it?
Nickels and dimes. Until
you met Mrs. Sloane.
And then she was big money.
She was worthy
of your best effort.
Only it had to be
a perfect con job.
No witnesses.
That's why you killed
those two stooges
who did the kidnapping
for you, isn't it?
That left you $100,000
in unshared profit.
We never have communicated
very well, lieutenant,
but this time I'm not
following you at all.
Oh, it's not a matter
of you following me.
It's always been a
matter of me following you
right down the path
that you laid out.
First, it was the broken lens
that led us right to Rubiro,
and then it was the
sawdust, the note,
that led us right to Dillon,
and he was the
best one, wasn't he?
He was the perfect suspect.
Because once we found his
fingerprints on that shotgun,
he could cry innocent
all he wanted to,
but we wouldn't believe him
because he was a perfect ex-con.
The perfect criminal type.
( chuckles )
Really, lieutenant?
It would have worked.
It really would have.
Except he didn't
react like a criminal.
Do you know where he was
when you pulled that trigger?
Headquarters.
He's been there since
5:00 this afternoon.
Are you finished?
No.
You are.
You're under arrest for
kidnapping and murder.
Arrest?
You can't arrest me.
What are you going
to use for evidence?
Your fantasies?
No. No fantasies.
We figured you'd object,
knowing the law the way you do.
So we brought along
a search warrant.
Mike, I got it.
( dramatic theme playing )
You never should have looked.
Book her.
( funky jazz theme playing )
( indistinct speech )
Well, the doctor wants to
keep her here overnight,
but I can take her
home tomorrow.
Well, that's good.
I don't know if you can stand
any more good news or not,
but, um, we recovered
your money for you.
Oh, that's good.
I'd have gladly given
it up though, you know.
The important thing
is to get Julie back.
Uh, look, Mrs. Sloane.
I realize that it's
none of my business,
but, uh, Dillon, he's,
uh... What about him?
Well, he just
isn't all that bad.
He was very concerned
about what happened to Julie.
Yes, I suppose he was.
Well, that's really Julie's
decision now, isn't it?
And after all, she's old
enough to live her own life now.
Oh. Would you
excuse me a minute?
I must call Madam Vasiliev
and tell her what's happened.
Oh, no, I... I don't
think I'd call her.
I'll bet she already
knows what happened.
Of course. Of course she does.
( funky jazz theme swells )
( funky jazz theme playing )
ANNOUNCER:
ANNOUNCER:
ANNOUNCER:
ANNOUNCER:
( mellow theme playing )
Morning, Tom.
How's it going today, Jesse?
Just great, thanks.
[SCREAMING]
Hit it.
Dead. It didn't go dead until
after she got in the elevator.
I seen her go in, I
seen the elevator go up.
I... I figured she was
in there, you know?
Okay, sir, thank you
very much for your help.
If you'd just give the officer
a description of the car.
Dick, when you call
in, tell Communications
I want two units to check
the immediate vicinity.
That car's gonna
get dumped quick.
It was a maroon Thunderbird...
She's not dead.
That I would know.
You sure? Yes.
Well, then, what?
Where is she?
Now, listen to me,
Adele. Listen to me.
You must have faith.
She will come back.
STONE: Mrs. Sloane.
According to the doorman,
your daughter came in a
little before 6 this morning.
She in the habit of
staying out that late?
Recently.
She's been seeing this boy.
Having an affair, if
they still call it that.
What's his name?
Dillon.
Mark Dillon.
He has long hair and no manners
and no prospects
and no education.
Oh, and Julie just
happened to mention
that... That he's been to jail.
The perfect son-in-law.
She was with him last night?
I assume so.
Where else would
she be until that hour?
Mike.
Oh, excuse me.
Got anything?
Yeah, the cable of the
TV monitor was gimmicked,
and all the leads
were cut and taped.
This guy knew what he
was doing. There were two.
One guy cut the cable, the
other went across the garage,
hid in the elevator,
taped it up to look normal.
What do you got?
Over here.
Came in the morning mail.
The recorder was in the case.
( man chuckles )
MAN 1 ( on tape ): Do you
know where your children are?
WOMAN ( on tape ): Yes, indeed.
MAN 2: Kidnapped.
WOMAN 2: If you
wanna get her back...
MAN 2: Just sit down, relax.
WOMAN 3: Take it easy.
MAN 4: Say nothing at all.
WOMAN 4: No cops.
MAN 5: No cops.
MAN 6: We want a lot
of... WOMAN 5: Money.
MAN 1: Uh, we'll be in
touch. WOMAN 1: Sit tight.
MAN 7: Say nothing.
MAN 1: We'll call when...
WOMAN 6: At the tone, the
time will be 12 p.m. exactly.
[BEEPS]
[CLICKS OFF]
The splicing tape.
Could be prints on that.
Run it through the lab. Okay.
Case too.
Who's the other lady?
Friend of the family.
Bob, how you doing?
Phone is here.
And the junction box
is in the other room,
let me show you.
What is that man doing?
Well, we would like
to monitor the phone.
You see, the people
who have your daughter
will try to contact
you, and when they do,
he'll be able to trace the
call if the phone is monitored.
And then there
will be more police?
And the FBI?
Yeah, we can request the
Bureau to come in after 24 hours
if we really need them,
but I feel we could really
use the monitor on the phone.
All right.
But please be careful.
He said no police.
If they find out...
they might...
Look, I don't care
about catching them.
I just want my daughter back.
STONE: I understand
how you feel, Mrs. Sloane.
We'll do the best we can.
Ma'am, ma'am, please...
Please don't touch that, will you?
There might be fingerprints.
You won't find any.
STONE: How do you know that?
Madam Vasiliev
has special powers.
She... She can sense things.
I conduct a circle of students
who are interested in
psychic phenomena.
Mrs. Sloane is a
member of my group.
I've seen her do
some incredible things.
She can help us. I know she can.
May I? Yes, yes.
Now, what do you wanna do?
You wanna hold the recorder?
Yes, you see, when people
touch material objects,
they leave traces of their aura.
Yes, go ahead.
Thank you.
I...
I sense a Visuddhi.
Hindu word.
Remember, Adele, we spoke
about the different chakras?
Yes.
A man with...
With some trouble in his mouth.
Throat.
Yes.
( sighs )
Nothing more is coming
through. I'm sorry, that's all.
I can't tell anything
else. I'm sorry.
That's all.
Well, this case is
as good as solved.
All we gotta do is find someone
with a Visuddhi in his chakra.
Yeah, you like
that Visuddhi, huh?
What are you, a skeptic?
No, I'm just more
interested in this part of him
than I am in this part of him.
Sounds like we start
with the boyfriend, right?
Right, I got his phone number
from the girl's address book.
Also where he works.
You wanna take him?
No.
You go by yourself.
I'll grab a cab and go downtown
and check out his record.
Okay. And Steve?
Take it easy with him, will
you? Why, you got another idea?
No, but he's done time,
and it won't hurt him to think
somebody wants to send him back.
Why don't I go
downtown? What for?
I don't know, slip into a
white suit, get in a white car.
Oh, come on, now.
Get it started and
get out, will you?
[WHISTLES]
I know, you and
your Visuddhi, huh?
( engine starts )
( machinery humming )
Hey, Dillon?
Yeah? Guy here
wants to talk to you.
Hi, my name is Keller.
Is there anywhere we can talk
without catching pneumonia?
( Keller blowing )
( whistles )
How cold does it
get in there, anyway?
Twenty degrees.
Twenty degrees?
Must take you a while
to get used to it, huh?
Yeah, well, it's work.
You said you want a few minutes?
Yeah.
You know a girl
named Julie Sloane?
Why? Were you
with her last night?
Look, what's this all about?
She was kidnapped. What?
About quarter to 6 this
morning. Somebody got her.
Kidnapped.
Were you with her last night?
Yeah.
Yeah, we caught a flick.
And, uh, then we
went back to my pad.
She left sometime this morning.
Went home.
You took her home, eh?
No, no, like I told him.
I was asleep, I don't
even know what time she...
You were asleep. That's right.
That's great, just great.
And who did you
call after she left?
Nobody.
Look, I know what
you're trying to do.
I'm asking you,
who did you call?
I didn't call anybody,
I'm telling you.
I don't know anything about it.
Now, you know the
family's loaded, right?
And we know that you like a
good rip-off every now and then.
That was a long time ago.
Two years. Just long enough
to build up a good appetite.
Yeah, grand theft auto. Hm.
A Ferrari.
All right, so I got high
with a bunch of guys
and I stole a car once, so what?
So don't try to con me!
You set up that
Sloane girl, didn't you?
I didn't have
anything to do with it.
Sonny, your friends
ran over a newsboy
when they came
out of that garage.
He's dead, and we're
talking about murder.
If we don't get that girl back,
you haven't got a prayer.
Now, do you understand me?
KELLER: All right, Mike, Mike.
Easy. Why don't you
get a cup of coffee?
I don't need a cup of coffee.
I know his type, I've seen
'em on the streets for 20 years.
They're all alike.
They gotta make it big
and they gotta make it fast.
Well, I'm gonna tell
you something, sonny.
If you don't spit out the truth,
you and I are gonna have a talk,
and it's gonna be soon.
Coffee.
Your partner's crazy.
No, he's not. No, he
just thinks he's right.
They say when you've been
around long enough you know.
You don't believe it, do you?
Keller, I'm telling
you the truth,
and you've gotta believe me.
You have to.
All right, let's go
through it again.
Hey, Mike.
Just got a call.
They found the car.
Where? The Embarcadero.
Tow truck just brought it in.
Good.
What do you say,
Charlie? Anything?
Yeah, the paint
looks like it matches
the flakes on the hit-and-run.
Any prints?
It's clean so far,
but we got a good heel
mark on the right front floor.
It's a man's shoe, narrow.
Probably an
Italian-made or a copy.
What's this?
That's sawdust.
This was down there too.
Broken glass?
Plastic.
Contact lens.
Can you trace it?
Well, it depends on
how much we have here.
Possible to run a
prescription down on it
if we can reconstruct it,
but that's a long shot.
Keep shooting, will you?
Okay.
Did you get anything?
Maybe.
How about the boyfriend?
I let him go.
Why did you do that?
Because I believed him.
I even believed you
for a moment there.
Man, I thought you were
going right down his throat.
Well, you gotta yell at
somebody once in a while,
otherwise you'll get an ulcer.
Yeah, so I've noticed.
What do you mean?
Come on, we've got
exactly 20 minutes
till the next phone
call at the Sloanes'.
( funky jazz theme playing )
( mystical theme playing )
Is everything all right?
Yes.
( doorbell rings )
Lieutenant, come on in.
The call come? No.
No, but Madam Vasiliev
has been trying to overlook
the people who took Julia.
Oh, that's good. Now,
we've got two minutes left.
Are you ready? Yes, sir.
She has seen something.
I want you to listen to her.
I appreciate your faith in
that woman, Mrs. Sloane,
but I think you'd better
let us do this our way.
ADELE: Well, just
what have you done?
Put a policeman
in my living room.
What good does that do?
Look, I want you to
listen to her. She knows.
Adele.
Olga, will you
tell them, please?
It's hard to explain to someone
who doesn't share our beliefs.
Look, if you, uh... If you feel
something, you should tell us.
It's... It's how the lieutenant
feels that's important.
If he's as skeptical
as he looks,
I'm sure he doesn't
want to hear.
It's my business
to be skeptical,
and I don't mean to offend you.
Oh, you haven't,
you haven't, not at all.
No, you're good at
what you do. Very good.
As a matter of fact, I
have great faith in you.
Even if you have none in me.
STONE: Thank
you, you're very kind.
Lieutenant.
( phone ringing )
All set?
Just keep calm.
And agree to
everything they say.
Try to keep them talking.
Adele, trust him.
Hello.
MAN ( on phone ): Mrs. Sloane?
Yes, this is Mrs. Sloane.
Then you know who this is.
Yes.
Where's my daughter?
Where's Julie?
She's fine.
You just pay
attention, you hear?
Pay real g-good attention.
You g-go to the bank
and get $100,000.
Old bills, you understand?
Then you g-go home and wait.
We'll tell you what to do
after you g-get the money.
You've got two hours.
Wait, wait, please.
( mouthed speech )
You heard his voice?
Yeah.
I heard.
( dramatic theme swells )
( funky jazz theme playing )
Not enough time for a trace.
You just stay with it.
Lieutenant, please,
you heard his voice.
Won't you listen to Olga now?
I heard him say $100,000.
Can you get that much?
Yes.
Well, then go out,
get it and bring it here.
Madam Vasiliev, before the call,
you said you saw something?
No, I didn't see anything.
I... I received a sense.
An aura of a certain place.
Where Julie is?
I can't say that
for certain, Adele.
Well, where is this,
uh...? This place?
Well, I can't tell you
an exact location,
but the aura was blue.
KELLER: A blue
aura. Meaning what?
That's open to interpretation,
but for me it would be
sky, water, something cool.
Very cold.
Is that it? Yes.
Things appear differently
on the astral plane
than they do on
the material plane.
Well, I wish I could
understand that,
but I'm afraid I'm going to
have to stick to my own plane.
Man, you must be something
else with a jigsaw puzzle.
No contest.
I don't think I ever
finished one in my life.
Don't let Mike
hear you say that.
STONE: Don't let Mike
hear you say what?
CHARLIE: Easy, lieutenant, easy.
Okay, okay.
How you doing?
Doing it.
Hey, why don't you two
dudes back off a little bit, okay?
What's the matter,
we troubling you?
Yeah. You're bugging me.
Did you get the money?
No, she's still at the bank.
They didn't have enough
of the old bills on hand.
We got time still.
Yeah, this is a
smooth operation.
I don't think
they'll go for a stall.
We still have to mark the
money when we get it together.
Mike?
Finally made it, huh?
Yeah, just don't anybody sneeze.
"Central Optical Supply."
STONE: We know that's the
company that made the blank.
I wish the prescription
was more complete.
Some sort of, uh, astigmatism.
It was smashed
into a million pieces.
It was the best
the lab could do.
The company said
it was a special lens.
They also said that you were
one of a half a dozen people
who ordered it from
them within the last year.
Yes. According
to this information,
it's a sports lens
designed for strenuous activity.
Has a groove around
the edge to hold it in place.
Now, I've only fitted
one patient with it recently
that I can recall. Um...
Uh, here we go.
"Rubiro," Carlos Rubiro.
Got an address?
Yeah, 92 Seven
Street, Hotel Atlanta.
( dramatic theme playing )
You know this
address is a year old?
Yeah, residential hotel.
Probably still lives here.
Well, thank you. We can manage.
Search warrant.
This guy's been around.
Never mind where he's been.
I wanna know where he is.
He's got Mrs. Sloane's
number in his book.
Mike.
Yeah, could be him.
Fits with the
sports lens, all right.
Here's the trophy.
Mm-hm.
Hey, here's some
other trophies too.
Hm.
Look at this.
( sighs )
This guy really does get around.
At least we know
what he looks like.
STONE: Mm. Skeet shooter.
KELLER: Think he's
got the other one?
Maybe.
Looks like a 12
gauge. Over and under.
Fancy too.
"555-7371."
Seven-three-seven-one?
Yeah.
( chuckles )
Cal Pacific Airlines.
How did you know that?
Now, you're not gonna pull
those parlor tricks
on me too, are you?
I called it yesterday.
Why is that?
Well, I have a
little time saved up.
I thought I'd take
a little... A vacation.
Maybe. Behind my back.
It wouldn't be much of a
vacation if I was with you.
Go ahead. You wanna go on
a vacation, go on a vacation.
Who is this, Andy?
Keller, yeah, how
you doing? Good.
Listen, you run an APB for us?
"Rubiro," R-U-B-I-R-O.
Carlos, male Caucasian.
About 5-foot-10, 170 pounds.
Dark eyes, dark hair.
No. No make on the clothes.
Also, check with
Cal Pacific Airlines.
See if his name's in their
passenger list, will you?
Good, thanks a lot.
Bye-bye. ( phone clicks )
Read this.
"Waited till 9:30.
Where were you? Mark."
As in Mark Dillon, right?
The guy that you let go.
( jazzy suspense theme playing )
A blue aura.
What?
Madam Vasiliev, remember?
Says it could have something
to do with being cool.
That's sort of
calling the shots.
Next you'll ask me what
sign I was born under.
All right, forget about her.
What about the
sawdust in the car?
They got sawdust in an icehouse.
They sure do.
And I'll bet Dillon left some
on the squad room floor
when you let him walk out.
That's right. Aw.
Hey, Mr. Cowns.
COWNS: Hey, how
you doing? Good, good.
Listen, uh, is Dillon around?
You're not gonna be seeing
him around here anymore.
Why is that?
You're a couple of
cops, right? Yeah.
You gotta deal
with that element.
Me, I don't need
the aggravation.
You fired him?
Yeah, soon as he came
back from seeing you.
You got an address?
Sure, it's in the office.
Listen, would you mind if we
took a look around here first?
What's the matter?
You don't believe me?
No, it's not that, it's
just that we're here.
We're here, Mike, we're here.
Okay.
Is there any place that he
ever hung out by himself?
Was alone? Away
from everybody else?
Uh, storage room, I guess.
He was icing it
up for a big order
we got coming in next week.
Mind if we took a look?
Sure, but nobody's
hiding in there.
Unless he's part polar bear.
It's awful cold in that room.
Here, you better
take this parka.
STONE: Hey, come on,
buddy boy. I get frostbite easy.
Buddy boy, huh?
Where do all these
blocks come from?
Oh, they come from
a chute over here.
Need a new batch anyway.
Stand back. Keep
your feet out of the way.
( scary theme playing )
Mike.
( scary theme swells )
Rubiro.
( jazz theme playing )
Take the back.
Right.
Time for another talk, Dillon.
Hold it.
Mike!
Where did he go?
Nobody came out here.
He must have doubled back.
I'm sorry, Mike.
You didn't spook him, I did.
I let him go. I didn't
think he was the type.
That's all right. Let's
put out an APB on him.
Inspectors A-1...
MAN ( on phone ):
You g-got the money?
ADELE ( on phone ): Yes.
Is she all right?
Let me talk to her, please.
MAN: Shut up and listen.
Put the money in the c-case.
You get one more call
to tell you where to take it.
Five o'clock.
( horn blowing on tape )
When did this
come in? ( clicks off )
About ten minutes ago.
Oh, dear God. Mrs. Sloane.
You don't... I'm all right.
It's all right, sit down.
I'm all right. She's
still alive, isn't she?
They won't... They
won't hurt her?
Not if I do everything they say.
We'll never know that for sure.
We just have to keep
working. Now, listen carefully.
Please, get some water.
Right.
Listen to me, Mrs. Sloane.
Did you know a Carlos Rubiro?
Yes, why?
We found your name
in his address book.
It would help us if you told us
everything you know about him.
Well,
we were involved with
each other for a while.
My husband has
been dead for six years.
Then he knew Julie.
ADELE: Naturally.
But I haven't seen him recently.
I became aware after a while
that his motives were not
what I thought they were.
STONE: He wanted money?
Yes.
Looks like he found
another way to get it.
Do you think he's one of them?
Not anymore.
He's dead.
He could have been one of
them, but somebody dealt him out.
Did he know Mark Dillon?
No. Yes!
Yes.
Yes, they met here one night
when Julie came home late.
That boy did it, didn't
he? With Carlos.
And now he's got Julie.
Maybe, maybe.
Where did you meet Rubiro?
At the chapel.
"At the chapel"?
Yes, the Chapel of the Mind.
( mysterious theme playing )
Well, you've really
gotta give her credit.
She knows how to
put a scene together.
Maybe you could get her
to decorate your apartment.
Lieutenant Stone,
what a pleasant surprise.
You mean to say you
didn't see us coming
in that little crystal
ball of yours?
( chuckles )
I see you have your
information about psychic matters
from the comic strips.
I don't use a crystal.
Well, that's too bad.
I thought you could look into it
and tell us something
about Carlos Rubiro.
Would you sit down,
please? Over here, please.
Carlos Rubiro.
Yes, please.
Now, what about him?
Well, I'd rather hear
it on your plane first,
if you don't mind.
Not at all.
He was a member of
our group for a while.
Very interested in
psychic phenomena,
but, uh, he had no
ability. A dilettante, really.
So eventually I asked him
to leave the congregation.
When was this?
About six months ago.
Now, you haven't
seen him in six months?
No. Why?
Does he have anything to
do with what's happening?
Well, not anymore. He's dead.
He's dead?
STONE: Murdered.
In a place that had
a very cold aura.
An ice house.
Oh, no. Mm-hm.
Then apparently he was
involved in what's happening.
Lieutenant.
Are you implying that I am too?
I'm not going to imply anything.
I'm gonna just
lay it right flat out.
I don't think anybody
could come up with
two long shots like you did.
First, the guy on the phone,
and then Rubiro's body.
( Vasiliev chuckles )
Well, I suppose I
should be offended
by what you're
saying, lieutenant,
but I'm used to it.
You're not the first person
who does not believe
that there are hidden mysteries
because you can't see them
or hold them in your hands.
Less than two centuries
ago, people were denying
the existence of electricity
for the same reasons.
All right, getting back to,
uh... To Mr. Rubiro, excuse me,
can you tell us
anything else about him?
Only that he
existed in this world
by playing on the
emotions of wealthy women.
And you don't approve of that?
Lieutenant,
I have been as patient
as I feel I can be with you.
I've told you I'll do nothing
to interfere with your work.
I've told Adele Sloane to put
herself entirely in your hands.
In fact, it was I who advised
her to bring you people in,
regardless of the message
on the tape recorder.
You asked her to call us?
Yes, she wasn't going to.
She was frightened because
of what the message said.
I see.
( sighs )
Well, then, I guess I
owe you an apology.
You owe me nothing, lieutenant,
but your assurance that you'll
do everything in your power
to keep Julie alive. Please.
She's gotta have a
record as long as my arm.
I'm telling you, bunco
says she's clean.
What about aliases?
None that show up, no.
Look, they checked that
chapel out the first day it opened,
like any other hustle.
It all scans legit.
I don't believe it.
Well...
I must say I don't
believe what I see
coming through that door either.
Dillon, what the...?
Keller, I need help.
Okay, good, good.
You gotta keep him away
from me. No problem, sit down.
Over there.
Look, Keller, what do I have
to do to convince you guys
that I haven't done anything?
Dillon, you ran.
I was scared.
I got the phone call.
And then your partner
there kicked in my front door.
Now, wait a minute, what call?
Some guy.
He said you were
coming to bust me.
Did you notice anything funny
about the way the guy talked?
Yeah, yeah, he stuttered.
How'd you know about that?
Mike?
I came here to
talk to you, not him.
That's all right, son.
Why did you come here?
Where could I go?
How far could I get?
Look, whatever it is that's
happening, I need help.
I got no place
else to go for it.
Did you write this?
Where you get that?
Never mind. Did you write it?
Yeah. To whom?
Julie, who else?
( phone ringing )
Homicide, Stone.
Yeah, where?
Got it.
Steve. Yeah.
Put somebody on him.
Mrs. Sloane got her call.
Where are we going?
Telephone booth, airport.
( suspenseful theme playing )
( phone rings )
Andrews.
( rings )
Hello.
You brought c-cops with you.
No, no, I came by
myself as you said.
You're a liar.
There are c-cops
all over the place.
You think we don't
know what's going on?
No, no, please, please,
look, I brought the money.
Just tell me what to do with it.
All right, lady, just
shut up and listen.
You do exactly what I say.
Put the c-case on the
ledge next to the phone.
It's there.
Now, count to five
and then knock it over.
Make it look like an accident.
Yes.
Under the seat,
there's another c-case.
Exchange them.
Then go down to the...
The helicopter waiting area
and sit tight.
All right.
They told her to
go someplace else.
Figures, they know we're around.
They're gonna try to shake us.
( ominous theme playing )
( inaudible speech )
( ominous theme playing )
Something's wrong.
I'll sit next to her and
see what they said.
No, they'd spot you.
We gotta do something.
Well, let's give it
another ten minutes.
( chuckles )
Hey, Olga, you got it?
Yes, I've got it.
( engine starts )
And then he said he knew
that the police were there
and that he would kill her
and that there was this case
at the bottom of the phone
booth and that I should switch them
and then just
come here and wait.
A matching case. We
should have figured that.
Well, you can't figure them
all. It's all right, Mrs. Sloane.
Come on, we'll drive you home.
You think they'll let her go?
We'll just have to wait.
Rob.
Check out that body.
I'll call an ambulance
and notify Homicide.
( muffled squealing )
( thudding )
Baby.
Baby.
I'm fine. Are you all right?
Yes, Mother, I'm all right.
Honestly, Mother, I'm all right.
Julie.
I'm Lieutenant Stone
of the police department.
Are you strong enough to
answer a couple of questions?
Yes, I think so.
Now, I know this is unpleasant,
but the man that was
killed, was he one of them?
Yes, he's the one
I had to stay with.
Was there anybody else involved?
Carlos Rubiro.
Anybody else?
No, just the two of them.
No, there's gotta be
a third somewhere.
ADELE: Mark Dillon.
Mark?
ADELE: He's one
of them, I know he is.
If you find him...
Mrs. Sloane, we
know where he is.
At least for the
last couple of hours.
Julie, the man that was killed,
did you hear the shot?
Yes.
Now, this is very
important, Julie.
Do you know how much
time it took between
the time you heard the shot
and the time the
policemen found you?
I'm not sure,
but I think it was
just a few minutes.
It can't be Dillon.
He couldn't have
pulled the trigger.
Well, he could have set it
up. Gave himself a perfect alibi.
How could I have
set up anything?
I was here all the time.
Could be the truth, son.
Or it could be a
pretty smart move.
Print report they found
on the shotgun, Mike.
They belong to Dillon.
Well, that's beautiful. What,
he shoot the guy by ESP?
STONE: Dillon,
you heard the man.
Now, let's hear it from you.
How did your prints happen
to get on Rubiro's shotgun?
Rubiro set me up.
I was the real pigeon.
Rubiro, my friend.
That's why he offered
me a ride home that day.
He had the guns in the car.
"Here, Dillon, look
at the pretty little gun."
My fingerprints
all over the place.
Well, we've only
got one suspect left.
ALL: Preserve me
OLGA: With the sword
ALL: Destroy me
OLGA: With the pentacle
ALL: Redeem me ( jingling )
All right, party's over, madam.
Don't be disturbed, anyone.
I'll be back in a moment.
This way, please.
Will you hold this
for me? Thank you.
This time I think you do owe
me an apology, lieutenant.
There's a sucker born
every minute, isn't there?
I beg your pardon?
All these years it's been
nickels and dimes, hasn't it?
Nickels and dimes. Until
you met Mrs. Sloane.
And then she was big money.
She was worthy
of your best effort.
Only it had to be
a perfect con job.
No witnesses.
That's why you killed
those two stooges
who did the kidnapping
for you, isn't it?
That left you $100,000
in unshared profit.
We never have communicated
very well, lieutenant,
but this time I'm not
following you at all.
Oh, it's not a matter
of you following me.
It's always been a
matter of me following you
right down the path
that you laid out.
First, it was the broken lens
that led us right to Rubiro,
and then it was the
sawdust, the note,
that led us right to Dillon,
and he was the
best one, wasn't he?
He was the perfect suspect.
Because once we found his
fingerprints on that shotgun,
he could cry innocent
all he wanted to,
but we wouldn't believe him
because he was a perfect ex-con.
The perfect criminal type.
( chuckles )
Really, lieutenant?
It would have worked.
It really would have.
Except he didn't
react like a criminal.
Do you know where he was
when you pulled that trigger?
Headquarters.
He's been there since
5:00 this afternoon.
Are you finished?
No.
You are.
You're under arrest for
kidnapping and murder.
Arrest?
You can't arrest me.
What are you going
to use for evidence?
Your fantasies?
No. No fantasies.
We figured you'd object,
knowing the law the way you do.
So we brought along
a search warrant.
Mike, I got it.
( dramatic theme playing )
You never should have looked.
Book her.
( funky jazz theme playing )
( indistinct speech )
Well, the doctor wants to
keep her here overnight,
but I can take her
home tomorrow.
Well, that's good.
I don't know if you can stand
any more good news or not,
but, um, we recovered
your money for you.
Oh, that's good.
I'd have gladly given
it up though, you know.
The important thing
is to get Julie back.
Uh, look, Mrs. Sloane.
I realize that it's
none of my business,
but, uh, Dillon, he's,
uh... What about him?
Well, he just
isn't all that bad.
He was very concerned
about what happened to Julie.
Yes, I suppose he was.
Well, that's really Julie's
decision now, isn't it?
And after all, she's old
enough to live her own life now.
Oh. Would you
excuse me a minute?
I must call Madam Vasiliev
and tell her what's happened.
Oh, no, I... I don't
think I'd call her.
I'll bet she already
knows what happened.
Of course. Of course she does.
( funky jazz theme swells )
( funky jazz theme playing )