The Streets of San Francisco (1972–1977): Season 2, Episode 17 - Blockade - full transcript

( funky jazz theme playing )

ANNOUNCER:

ANNOUNCER:

ANNOUNCER:

( mellow theme playing )

Will you come on? She's
gonna be off work any minute.

Hang on, man. I
just got it connected.

And it's gonna stop
where we want?

You know it's gonna stop.

Two miles exactly.

Oh, it's so simple, I
should have patented it.



Are you sure this is gonna work?

What I'm doing?

With the girl, if
she'll be happy

to see us and go with us.

CHET: Baby, that's
the whole idea.

In there, we're just a couple
of customers with soup

and some nuts on Table 4. Ha-ha.

Hey, but out there, where
it's dark out on the highway,

we'll no more than just
pull up right next to her,

and she'll be all over us, man.

I'm going to show you action
tonight. Some real action, man.

Hey, hey, she's coming.

Ooh.

Look at that tough
little bod, huh?



I bet she's a real hellcat.

Yeah, come on.

( engine starts )

( engine sputtering )

( engine stalling )

Oh, good evening, miss.

Looks like you're
having a little trouble.

It's my engine, it
just stopped cold.

Uh, don't grind
down the battery.

I'll take a look.

Look, that's all right.
You don't have to bother.

Oh, it's no bother.

No bother at all, baby.

Not for you.

( ominous theme playing )

Oh, no.

Please.

No.

You want to see some
action tonight, Russie baby?

You're going to see it.

( screams )

( suspenseful theme playing )

( sirens wailing )

STONE: Any chance of suicide?

Not from the fight she put up.

They found a shoe
and some clothing

a good 200 yards that way,

but no purse, no ID.

Dragged her to the
lake and threw her in?

Could she have been
dead before she hit water?

Won't know till we
check the lungs.

My guess is yeah.

Bernie, when did it happen?

From the color
of the fingernails,

I'd make it about, oh,
4 or 5 this morning.

Possible rape, possible robbery.

Yeah.

Only one thing positive.

She's dead.

I'll radio the lab crew.

STONE: Tell them I want every
blade of grass in this park moved.

And don't forget the
crew for the footprints.

Right.

Lieutenant. Yeah.

OFFICER: Just got a report
of an abandoned vehicle.

About a mile down the highway.

Keys still inside
and a lady's purse.

Okay.

( suspenseful theme playing )

Let's have it.

Susan Ellen Morley.
It's a Broadmoor address.

Description?

It's her, Mike, yeah.

All right, don't let
anyone near the car

until the print boys get here.

There's a, uh, check stub here.

Looks like she worked
up at the Cliff House.

Cliff House? Yeah.

That's right up the
highway, isn't it?

You gonna talk to her folks?

Yeah, I'll talk to them.

All right, I'll go up
to the Cliff House.

STONE: Pretty
girl. KELLER: Yeah.

MAN ( over radio ): A passion for bringing
Arabs together and the drawing power

of his vast oil wealth
( lowers volume )

could turn the
talk into reality.

The Swedish National
Immigration Board

said five British soldiers

have been given
residence permits

after they deserted
to avoid military duty

in Northern Ireland.

Meantime, elsewhere in Britain,

Scotland Yard detectives
were investigating

the source of...

Russell, what are
you still doing here?

You're supposed to be at work.
Do you realize what time it is?

I'm not feeling so hot, Mom.

You know, you're
gonna lose that job.

I said I'm sick.

So go to bed.

Oh, it's not like that. I
just feel tired, you know.

I know.

Now, listen, I'm going over
to Judge Cameron's for a bit.

I think Jill's moving back home.

It looks like her marriage has
gone on the rocks, poor child.

And Russell, if you
really don't feel good,

don't sit out here
in the breeze.

I could be dying, and you'd
still go to Judge Cameron's,

wouldn't you?

What?

Nothing.

And don't forget
to call the airport

and say you'll be late for work.

Find your lunch...
Find your lunch

in the refrigerator.
- -in the refrigerator.

MAN ( over radio ): And labor
officials say there is no end

to the strike in sight.

But today's top local news story

is still the death of
young Susan Morley.

This update reports
the pretty 20-year-old girl

was returning home
from her...Susan.

That was her name.

Susan.

MORLEY: I leave
every morning at 3.

I just thought she
had a late date.

She didn't have
to work, you know.

She could've been
going to school

and getting a good education.

Anything she wanted or needed,

I was good for, and she knew it.

Only she was... She
was so independent.

Just like her mother.

But I loved her for that.

Now there's no one left to love.

I want you to know, if I find
those guys before you do,

I'll kill them.

Mr. Morley, so far,

we have only one lead to go on.

What's that?

A motorist called about,
oh, two minutes ago

and said that he may have
passed your daughter's car.

It was dark, and
he saw two guys.

One of them was
about 6'2 " or 3",

and he was wearing
a leather jacket.

Does that fit anybody you know?

No.

You mean somebody saw them

and just went on
by without stopping?

How could he do that?
How could he just go on by?

He said it didn't
look like any trouble.

Whoever it was
just waved him on.

I want him.

Mr. Morley,

I have a daughter
about Susan's age.

I know how you feel.

Please do me a favor.

Please go home and stay there.

What do you say?

I'll call you.

Hot chowder.

Good and thick.

We ran out of clams
so we cut up a shark.

Okay with you?

Figures.

You know, she was
a good worker too.

I mean, she was always on time.

In this day and
age, unbelievable.

What time did you
leave last night?

Um, about a half
hour after Susan.

I had to total the register.

Did you noticed
anything unusual?

Someone make a
pass at her maybe?

That's unusual?

Look, she was a nice kid.

People left her alone
for the most part.

You know, except
for the bummies.

What about last night?

Hey, yeah, there was a couple.

There were two?

Yeah, sat right there.

Must have had a
hundred cups of coffee.

Was there anything
odd about them?

Yeah, they were dirty.

They were dirty? Yeah.

That's the first thing
I notice about people

when I wait on them.

I mean, here we
work our behinds off

keeping everything
clean and polished,

then some slobs come in here,

like right out of a grease pit.

You know, dirty
hands, dirty fingernails.

( sighs )

Hm.

She had a full tank,
but it didn't matter.

Not with this little
baby bolted on.

It's a fitting, blocks
the fuel coming

from the gas tank.

And this holds less
than half a pint of gas.

So when that's
empty, the car stops.

Right.

Had to be a mechanic.

Goes along with the fingernails

that waitress picked up on.

No offense, Fred.

Just so I'm not a suspect.

I heard about a gizmo

like this before somewhere.

Ring a bell with you?

Yeah, yeah, it's uh...
It was a murder-rape.

It was out on the
road, it was a mechanic.

Right, it was Devitt's case.

All right, I'll get with him.

What make car is this from?

It's not an auto
part, custom made.

Well, what about the fittings?

All chrome, too expensive
for a production car.

Oh, something else too, Mike.

Yeah, what's that?

Different gasoline.

The gas tank was filled
with low-lead regular,

but this was filled
with high-octane.

Nitromethane.

Kind they use for racing
cars and speedboats.

No, Chet, I'm telling you,

I've been listening
to the radio all day.

Yeah, and I just heard it.

Oh, what do you
mean, don't worry?

Somebody saw us!

I don't know who.

Listen, Chet, we've
got to talk, okay?

All right, later.

WILMA: Chet Barrow?

Yeah.

What's he want?

Nothing.

Didn't sound like nothing to me.

Asking you for money again?

No, I was telling
him to pay me back.

Good.

I don't like that boy.

Never did.

I thought you
were going to work.

I said I'm sick.

So sick you can't
pick up after yourself.

I'll do it.

When? Tomorrow?

Oh, that poor girl.

Hope they get the one who did it

and put him away for good.

Judge Cameron
says someone like that

will do it again and again.

Judge Cameron, he knows
everything, doesn't he?

He's had to deal with
more than one deviant.

He says they follow a pattern.

Maybe it wasn't
like that at all.

It could have been
an accident, a mistake.

Could have been lots of things.

Judge Cameron says it
was all planned, every step.

What does he know? Was he there?

Huh? Tell me that. Was he there?

That's no way to
talk about a man

who's been good to us.

Sixteen years of
steady work, Russell.

It's put bread on the table
and the shirts on your back.

He laid you off fast enough

when his kids
grew up, didn't he?

That's right.

You powdered their
bottoms and packed them off

to their private
schools and picked up

after them all day, didn't you?

But then they just let
you go, didn't they?

No pension, nothing
for the future?

It... It... It was work.

Twelve hours out of every
one of those days for 16 years.

They had no mother.

Neither did I.

( doorbell buzzes )

Don't answer it. Why?

Is it locked?

Why, what's the matter?

Wilma?

Jill, what is it, child?

I had to talk to someone.

Put your bags down.

Now, what's the matter?

I need you, Wilma.

I've got nobody else.

I'm so glad you're here.

I was afraid you wouldn't be.

( dramatic theme playing )

( suspenseful theme playing )

Masters.

Name was Masters, right?

You know, I really hope you
didn't remember that till now.

No, the minute I came
through that door, it came to me.

Burt Masters.

That was him. A rape-murder,

and he used a fuel cutoff
device in the girl's car

just like this case.

Where did it happen again?

Golden Gate Park, 2 a.m.

He raped her, but she got away.

She ran across 19th
Avenue, got hit by a truck.

DOA at General.

Six to five, he's
a boat mechanic.

Now how do you know that?

I'll let you know later.

Where do we pick him up?

San Quentin.

San Quentin? What's the matter?

You couldn't handle that
one? He got arrested April 20th.

Come on, let's go.

( suspenseful theme playing )

How are you?

Stone and Keller.

Yes, sir. Weapons, ammo, cuffs.

( tense theme playing )

He's right over
here, lieutenant.

Masters, someone to see you.

( grunts )

You guys never quit, do you?

What's the matter? My
appeal bothering you now?

We're not here about your case.

We'd like you to help us.

Oh, yeah.

I really owe you guys.

Masters, that fuel cutoff

that you used on the girl's car,

who else knew about it?

Now, what did I say at my trial?

You never saw it before.

That's what I'm telling you
now. I never made that thing.

Hey, are you guys
telling me this case

I'm hearing about on the radio

is like the frame job
I'm in here on now?

STONE: The night
they picked you up

they found another fuel cutoff
in your locker, didn't they?

Yeah.

And anybody could
have put it there.

The marina was filled with
guys that could have made it.

Did you happen to know
a mechanic at the marina

who was about
6'2 " or 3", light hair,

might have worn
a leather jacket?

Why?

You got a suspect?

No, just a description.

I don't know.

Yeah, yeah, maybe.

There was a big
guy. Kind of loud.

Uh, always used to talk
about the chicks he had.

What was his name?

Uh, I'm not sure.

Uh, uh... Chuck,
I think, or... Or...

Or Charlie maybe.

Yeah.

I can't remember, but...

Hey, it could be the same guy.

Where did this guy
work at the marina?

Emillio's, I remember that.

It was Emillio's.

( funky theme playing )

Are you Emillio? No?

You know where we can find him?

Can't.

Why is that?

Because there
never was no Emillio.

Well, the sign out there
said there's a guy...

I know. Sign says Emillio's

because when I
first started this place,

every boat on this wharf

was owned by an Italian.

So, if I'd put
Gustaveson on the sign,

I'd still be looking
for my first customer.

Well, my name is Stone,

and this is Inspector Keller.

We're looking for a, um,
mechanic who works here

by the name of Charles.

Chuck, maybe.

No, no one here
by that name either.

He's a big guy, 6' 3" maybe,

wears a leather jacket a lot.

Him?

Look, if you find him,
I want a piece of him.

Then you do know him?

Yeah, I know him.

He took off about
six months ago.

He robbed me blind.

Tools, spare parts, anything
that wasn't bolted down.

How about these? These
anything he could've taken?

No, them ain't marine fittings.

Saltwater would
eat that metal alive.

Where do those come from?
They're racing parts maybe?

No, not them.
Them's aircraft fittings.

I worked in a plant
during the war.

I've seen lots of them.

Sure.

Well, that goes with the
nitromethane gas, I guess.

He works with planes now.

STONE: Looks like it.

Cuts down the odds a lot more.

What are there, four
airports in the Bay Area?

What's this guy's name?

Barrow, Chet Barrow.

He's worked for us about
five and a half months.

Assistant mechanic, non-union.

What's that? Airport security.

I called them to meet us.

Where is he? He
should be in the hangar.

MAN: Well, wasn't
that all right?

There he is, right there.

( action theme playing )

Go take the front.

( engine starts )

( engine starts )

( action theme playing )

This is 81 to headquarters.

Got an APB. Suspect
armed and dangerous.

I've tried to talk to Frank.

We just don't seem to
speak the same language.

And Daddy,

all he does is
hand down lectures.

Honey, he can't
help you anymore.

Neither can I.

I mean, you're grown now.

Whatever the trouble is,

it's between you
and your husband.

You still love him?

Yes, I think so.

It's just, it's not the same.

No other man, huh?

No.

Then, honey, why
don't you go on home

and make it the same?

I don't know if I can, Wilma.

I need time.

All right, I'll tell you what.

Stay here, relax,
we'll talk later.

You see, uh, I've
got to see Russell.

Okay? Okay.

Wilma? Hm?

Thank you.

Oh.

Russ, what are you doing?

I'm leaving.

You're leaving?

But why? What's the matter?

I have to.

I-I-I just couldn't
ask her to go.

No, Mom, it's got
nothing to do with her.

Look, I'm sorry about
what I said before.

Let's just forget it, okay?

No.

No, a mother can't
hear something like that

from her own child
and just forget it.

I'm not a child.

Now, listen to me, Russ.

Other families have got problems

they have to work out.

We're just starting late.

Everything's gonna
be all right from now on.

Listen.

You've never
really had the things

I wanted for you.

And I did give away
time to someone else

that should have been yours.

But even without
me, you've done fine.

You know, I never even said

how proud I've
always been of you.

Staying out of trouble,

working the way you have,

taking jobs you couldn't stand.

Don't, Mom. Come
on, please don't.

No, I gotta say this.

Russ, I'm grateful
you stuck by me.

I am, Russ.

A lot of boys would
have left a long time ago.

But you've been good,
you've helped me,

and you've never done
anything to make me ashamed.

Stop it!

Just stop it.

Son, what's the matter?

What is it?

I'm scared.

Scared of what?

I'm in trouble, Mom.

I'm in real trouble.

What kind of trouble?

I can't tell you that.

You were...

You were scared when
Jill came to the door.

It's got something to
do with Chet Barrow.

That's what you
were talking about

when I came home, wasn't it?

Oh, Russ, come on, tell me.

Whatever it is, tell me.

I won't let anything
happen to you.

I just wanted her to like me.

Wanted who to like you?

That girl.

What girl?

Oh, dear God, no.

The girl in the papers?

It was just Chet. He did it.

I never touched
her, Mom, I swear.

I never touched her.

But you were there.

( phone ringing )

Oh, it's the
police. I know it is.

Mom, you gotta help me.

Come on, Mom, you got to.

( ringing continues )

( knocking on door )

Yes? Hey there, beautiful.

What's your name? Uh, well...

Maybe you'd better wait in here.

Uh, Russ around?

WILMA: Jill, who is it?

Hey, hello there, Mama.

Russie around?

No, no, he's not.

Ah!

Now, listen, you.

I won't have you in this house.

You get out.

Looks like you and Mama
been doing a little talking,

huh, Russie babe?

You heard me, didn't
you? I said get out!

Get out!

( grunts )

Leave her alone!

Come on, Chet, please.

Hey, baby, I think you
have enough problems

without adding me to your list.

You just leave the
ladies for me, okay?

( lock clicks )

( dramatic theme playing )

( suspenseful theme playing )

MAN: Chester
William Barrow, age 27,

born Sacramento on August...

STONE: I know who he
is, I wanna know what he is.

Is he a loner,

does he have any friends, what?

Well, he stayed to
himself pretty much.

No one liked him
really except the kid.

What kid? Russ Jameson.

We use him to wash
down the planes and stuff.

Wants to be a mechanic.

Well, he's really
not a kid, you know.

He just acts like it.

Anyway, he used to follow
Barrow around like puppy dog,

trying to pick up a
few pointers, I guess.

A little guy? Yeah.

Is he around now?

No, he called in sick today.

I'll get his address
if you want.

Mike.

That's one of our
most expensive fittings.

Well, there's a
couple more in here.

He's a thief.

Among other things.

Can we have the
address on Barrow?

Sure. And how
about that other kid?

What's his name?

Jameson, Russell Jameson. Yeah.

MAN ( on radio ): The stock
market dipped slightly today.

Dow Jones Industrial averages
were off one and a quarter.

And from Washington,
came news that the price index

rose to a new high this
month although some experts

were predicting that the
overall increase in retail...

Hey, turn that thing off,

you're driving me up the walls.

In Tokyo, the finances...

When I tell you to do
something, you do it.

Okay?

Did you hear me?

Okay. ( radio stops )

CHET: You know, you were the one

that wanted that
little chicky so bad.

RUSS: Oh, come on, you
gotta be sick to do what you did.

CHET: She didn't
have to get hurt.

Hear what she said?
Nobody talks to me that way.

You watch your
face too, ma... Get...

Oh! Get over here.

Aah! Aah!

You animal.

Shut up and sit down.

Sit down!

You wanna kill me?
Go ahead, kill me.

But don't touch this girl again.

Hey, how about your
mother, huh, Russie baby?

You got all these big problems,

she's worried about
some poor, little rich girl.

( turns on radio )

MAN: Trimaran
the Oregon coast...

You think I'm an animal? Huh?

No, you're an animal.

You're a rabbit.

And from Los Angeles,
charges of fund manipulation,

union blackmailing,

and the use of physical violence

against dissident
workers were aired Friday

during a hearing on
pension plan abuses.

More than a score of witnesses,

including aging workers,

labor union representatives,

attorneys and widows of workers,

testified at the senate hearings

which opened yesterday.

The hearings were
slated after an investigation

by the staff of the senate...

Cops. RUSS: How do you know?

I know, baby. You
and me upstairs.

You leave her alone!

Hey, you just do
what I tell you, Mama.

Get rid of them.

How?

CHET: I don't really care.

And if you don't, this
pretty little face here

will be in tomorrow's
paper, huh?

Now, get up.

From New York, economists
from North America,

Europe and Japan...
( knocking on door )

creating an
international food bank...

( knocking continues )

from each area shortly.

Now the time is 4:55, Bay Area,

and this is KBAY,
your Bay Area...

Mrs. Jameson? Yes.

Lieutenant Stone.

We'd like to speak to your son.

We understand that
he's home sick today.

Oh, yes, he is.

What is it, Mom?

Some gentlemen to see you, Russ,

from the police department.

Oh, well, it can't
be a parking ticket.

I don't own a car.

No, it's not about
a parking ticket.

Uh, may we come in, please?

Oh, yes, of course.

Scientists from the
National Institute of Health,

said recently that the...

Can I offer you
gentlemen something

like tea or coffee?

No, no, thank you.

No, thank you.

Oh, I hope you're
not here to tell me

Russ is in some sort of trouble.

We're looking
for a friend of his.

Would you mind if I turned
your radio down a little?

Oh, sure, go ahead. Thank you.

Do you know someone at work
by the name of Chet Barrow?

Uh, Chet Barrow? Yeah.

Barrow, yes.

STONE: Have you seen him today?

RUSS: No.

STONE: How about last night?

RUSS: Last night? No.

Listen, what's going on here?

I mean, you guys are asking
me a bunch of questions,

don't I even get an answer?

What are you looking
for Chet Barrow for?

Is he in some kind of trouble?

He's in bad trouble, yeah.

Have the two of you
been friends long?

Uh, no, not too long,

three or four months, I guess.

Mr. Stone, Chet Barrow
wasn't a close friend of Russ'.

They just work together.

Yeah, that's right.

I mean, we just work together.

STONE: Then, uh,
you're at home today

because you're sick, is that it?

RUSS: That's right.

STONE: And you've
been home alone all day?

RUSS: Yeah.

Well, just the two of us.

The two of you.

Listen, I don't like
what's going on here.

I mean, you guys are
trying to make it sound

like maybe I did something
because I work with some guy,

and you won't even tell me
what it is you think he did.

A girl was, uh, raped
and murdered last night,

and the description of
the guy fits your friend.

WILMA: I hope
you're not suggesting

my son had anything
to do with that crime.

STONE: Well, there were
two of them, Mrs. Jameson,

and one of them was
tall like Chet Barrow,

and the other one was
about your son's size.

Well, before you say
anything else, Mr. Stone,

I think you should
know something.

I worked for years for a
man called Fraser Cameron.

He's a judge in
the superior court

and a close friend
of this family.

Yeah, that's right, 16
years she worked for him,

so maybe you'd just
better not treat us

like we don't know our rights.

Judge Cameron.

Fraser Cameron.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Jameson,

I'm terribly sorry.

We didn't mean to
come in here and ask you

all these embarrassing
questions like this.

Come on, let's go, Steve.

Please forgive us.

And, uh,

please, may I leave
my card with you?

Yes. In case you
hear from Barrow,

would you give me a call?

Yes, I will.

Thank you very much.
And I'm terribly sorry.

Did you see his bike? What?

I think he's in there.

How do you know?

Bruise on her face,

nice invitation to come in,

and a hustle out when
you started pressing.

The radio on that
all-day news station.

I saw two bags in there.

And that Lincoln.

Do you think it
goes with the house?

No. And do you know...? You
don't know Judge Cameron.

If I do, I forgot.

( sighs )

"298 BZE,"

maybe DMV can
tell us who owns it.

Inspectors 81 to headquarters.

Emergency request
for vehicle identification

from NCIC.

Okay, they're gone.

Okay.

Hey, that was real
good, Russie baby.

That was real good.

You too, Mama.

Thanks.

( scoffs )

Say, baby, is that, uh,
your car over there?

Yeah, on the... On the
street, that's your car.

Mm-hm.

Yeah, I'll tell you what
we're gonna do, huh?

We're all just gonna relax,

we'll wait until after dark,

and we'll take a
nice family ride.

Would you like that, Mama? Hm?

Inspectors 81 to headquarters.

Anything from NCIC
on our request?

OFFICER: Check, 81.
We're just receiving it.

What have you got?

California license BZE 298

is registered to a Mrs.
Jill Cameron Lawrence.

Address... That's it.

Hold it.

Cameron. JCL.

That was the monogram
on that bag, JCL.

The judge's kid.

No wonder the old
lady was scared stiff.

How do you wanna handle it?

Slow and easy.

Inspectors 81 to headquarters.

Go ahead, 81.

Request all available
units proceed to Potrero Hill,

corner of 20th and Wisconsin.

Rape-murder suspect
under surveillance.

This is a Code 2.

Prepare for possible Code 3000.

Blockade.

Okay, captain,
I'll pass it on, 10-4.

MARVIN: I don't have
time to talk to the old man.

Just do it.

Okay, Mike, you got it.

Flash bulletin at
6:35 on the button.

Thanks, Marvin, I appreciate it.

Okay.

What about Olsen? What'd he say?

He wants to cut
the odds down first.

Cut the odds down?

What, did he tell you how?

We go back, talk
to the Jamesons,

bring them downtown
for questioning.

And leave Barrow in
there alone with the girl?

Just long enough for
somebody to go in one-on-one

while he's listening to
the, uh, phony broadcast

saying he's clear.
Wait a minute.

Was this your idea or his?

Mine, if it works.

If it works.

If it works.

Okay, I'm gonna try it.

I guess, uh,

I guess you'd better
talk to the Jamesons.

It'd be kind of funny if I
went back there alone,

you being the big
honcho and all.

All right.

Buddy boy,

you have five minutes
to get into position.

Okay.

And listen.

Don't you try to take him alone

until that broadcast starts.

Take care.

( suspenseful theme playing )

MAN ( on radio ): Advising British
soldiers on how to flee to Sweden

and keeping telephone contact
with certain Swedish lawyers.

And in Belfast, a
Protestant legislator

charged that Canadian troops

who were used for
peacekeeping duties

in Vietnam are being
trained for mob control

in Northern Ireland.

The member of the
Northern Ireland Assembly

said he received the information

from a Canadian member
of the Vietnam mission.

And later had it confirmed

by an unnamed source in Toronto.

Government sources in
Canada, however, deny...

What time you got, baby?

It's almost 6:30.

Hey, I didn't ask
you, I asked the lady.

Pretty watch you got there.

Just lea...

Must've set someone
back a lot of money, huh?

Leave her alone.

Yeah, come on, Chet,
look, there's no need...

Hey, rabbit.

You just relax.

You know, your needs and mine,

that's two real
different things.

Where do you come from?

How do people like you
get born into this world?

Oh, Mama, we all come
from the same place.

There's always
someone like you to thank.

( yells )

You little punk. Do that
again, I'll bust your head open!

You pig!

It's okay, honey, come on.

Yeah, okay, honey.

( suspenseful theme playing )

STONE: Okay, it's 6:30,

check with your announcer,

make sure he's got the
message straight, will you?

MARVIN: Okay. Thanks, Marvin.

Art, pull out, I'm going in.

( engine starts )

( suspenseful theme playing )

Cop's back.

Up, baby, come on.

Now, you stay cool, rabbit.

You blow it, her head comes off.

( knocking on door )

I'll get it.

Hello, Russell, sorry
to bother you again.

But I'm gonna have to
ask you and your mother

to come downtown with me

and take a look
at some pictures.

But right now, Mr. Stone?

Yes, ma'am.

Well, I-I don't know if I can.

I, uh,

I just got through talking
to Judge Cameron,

and he said that, uh,

he thought the two of you
would be very cooperative.

Uh...

Well, won't you come
in while I get my coat?

STONE: Yes, ma'am.

May I help you with your coat?

Thank you, Mr. Stone.

Did you hear the
news on the radio?

Just a couple of minutes ago?

No, I didn't.

We caught the guy
we were looking for.

It wasn't Chet Barrow?

STONE: No, it
wasn't Chet Barrow.

It was somebody
else, a different guy.

That's why I wanted
you to come downtown.

We wanted to clear
up that whole thing

about your friend, Chet Barrow.

You would have
heard it on the radio.

It was station...

Oh, that all-news station, KBAY.

Oh.

( dramatic theme playing )

RUSS: He's inside,
and he's got a girl.

We know that, just sit
tight and don't panic.

We've got a blockade
around the whole area.

Get in.

( tense theme playing )

Everything is go,
Mike. It's on the air.

Good.

I want three men, no uniforms.

Art, take care of these people.

( dispatch radio chattering )

Well, we'll give them
a little time to clear out.

Listen, wait a minute.

Yeah, that will
give us a little time.

Wait a minute,
wait a minute. Let...

( tense theme playing )

Barney, take two
men around the back.

Let's listen to
that radio station...

Oh, come on.

Well, don't you wanna
hear something?

You know, maybe
you'll hear something.

Please.

There's only one thing I
wanna do right now, honey.

Oh, please, please!

( Jill sobs )

JILL: Please don't, please.

( Jill screaming )

( screaming and crying )

Maybe I'll suffocate you, devil.

Please, please.

Please, don't.

Let's go upstairs. No.

Come on, honey,
let's go upstairs.

( crying ): Please, don't.

Hold it!

( yells )

Come on.

The radio was dead.

Yeah, I know.

So is he.

( dramatic theme playing )

( somber theme playing )

Would you like to
ride with your son?

May I? Of course.

Thank you.

Jill, honey, listen,
why don't you go home

and talk to that
husband of yours.

He's a good man.

I will.

Wilma? Hm?

Well, maybe with Russell gone...

Well, I mean, we've got
more room than we need.

No, thank you, dear.

Russell's waited all these years

for me to come home,

I guess I can wait for him.

This officer will
drive you home.

( engine starts )

I better get you
to the hospital.

Oh, it's just a crease.

Just a crease, huh? Yeah.

Just a minute.

Easy, easy.

I guess it ruined one of
your fancy jackets, huh?

Yeah.

Wait a minute, you
want me to drive?

No, no, I can drive.

I know how you feel.

One guy is dead, okay?

But you helped save three lives,

and you gave one back
to that guy in Quentin.

I wished it helped.

The day it does,

you better start
turning in that badge.

( engine starts )

( mellow theme playing )

( funky jazz theme playing )