The Streets of San Francisco (1972–1977): Season 4, Episode 10 - Dead Air - full transcript

Let's face it, Terry,
you can't live with a man

for 14 years and
not miss him a little.

Yeah, I can understand
that, Charlene,

but you said they were
pretty miserable years.

I know,

but there were
some good times, too.

I was waiting for you

to get around to that, Charlene,

because you know as well as I

that nothing is really
all black or all white.

Oh, I know.



And lately, when I think
about some of the good times

we had together,
I get really lonely.

How long's it been since
the divorce, Charlene?

Oh, about two months.

Well, Charlene, I don't think

what you're feeling
right now is that unusual.

I've had dozens of calls
on this show from women

who have been through
the same experience,

and most of them come
through it with flying colors.

I'm sure you will, too.

That's what I keep
trying to tell myself.

It's just that...

Well it's... I'm just so
used to being married

that it's hard to think of life
any other way, you know?



Do you want to marry again?

Yeah, I guess so.

Have you found someone
who interests you?

There is a nice fellow
I met a few weeks ago,

but I'm not sure
how I feel about him.

- What's his first name?
- Ellen?

Louie.

Well, I'm certainly
no expert, Charlene,

but common sense tells
me that now's the time

you have to be extra careful.

- Ellen? Hello?
- Oftentimes a woman

goes through a divorce
and because she's feeling

- Ellen, you home?
- The post-divorce blues

she ends up marrying the
first character who comes along.

- Ellen?
- Now, Louis

- may be a very nice guy...
- Ellen?

Her name is Ellen Blake.

Age 20, 25. Cause of death, uh,

single gunshot to the heart.

Close range. My
guess, a.25-caliber pistol.

Sexual assault?

When do you figure it happened?

Oh, 12, 14 hours.
Maybe more, maybe less.

12, 14 hours.

That would put it around
midnight, wouldn't it?

No forced entry.

Looks like she let him in.

Or maybe he had a key.

Maybe.

I saw the door open and,

and I was surprised that
she was home so early.

I-I just thought maybe
she was sick or something,

so I-I went in.

You know many of her friends?

Well, just the girls
that she works with at...

I think it's Pacific
Western Insurance.

All right. What
about boyfriends?

No, she kept her
private life private.

I didn't know any names.

But there were a lot of them?

No, as a matter
of fact, there was...

well, there was this
one a few months back,

but they quarreled all the time.

And then last night
I saw someone.

- I saw him when he left.
- Someone last night?

What time was that?

Well, he left about 11:30.

I-I was just taking
some trash out and I...

Can you describe him?

Uh, yeah, he, he was tall

and he had, um,
he had blondish hair,

and he was very handsome.

You'd recognize him
if you saw him again?

Oh, yes.

You've beaten one of

- the toughest problems there is.
- What have you got, Charlie?

- Huh?
- I said what...

Well, you've got to make
your own happiness.

It just doesn't
happen, you know?

I guess so.

You know, half of being happy

is how you feel...

Hey, Mike, I was listening.

Do you have any prints?

Yeah, plenty.

My guess is they all
belong to the victim.

For a few minutes,
and I think you're terrific.

But you really don't know me.

If you knew me, well...

I want you to remember
something, Lucy.

If you don't care for yourself,

you really can't expect
anyone else to care for you.

I'll try, Terry.

Thanks for calling.

Now that was a lovely
lady named Lucy,

and this is Terry Vine,

star of the number one
radio show in San Francisco,

"Vine, Women and Song," KYOL 93.

I'm gonna be taking
some more callers, but first

let's have a little music...

to put us in the mood.

I'll be back in a couple
of minutes, Frank.

You got two minutes
and 35 seconds, Terry.

I'll be back when
I'm ready, Frank.

If you run out of music,
go into your famous

Terry Vine imitation.

Oh, uh, Matt Billings called...

Wants a definite answer
about the personal appearance.

Tell him no.

I already have.

And, uh, Joey called
about the format changes.

Oh, yeah? He didn't like them?

I told him he could lump it.

From now on, you
do all the commercials

at the usual fee.

Good. Anything else?

Yes, a call from
an irate husband.

You talked to his
wife on the show,

and you told her to leave him.

She did.

- I did him a favor.
- Well, that's what he said.

Except he's mad because
she didn't take the kids with her.

Well, if she calls again,
I'll tell her to go back

and pick 'em up. Anything else?

Terry,

will you stop with
this "anything else?"

If either one of the Tylers
had called, I would've told you.

You read me like
a book, don't you?

When are we gonna get married?

When are you gonna ask me?

Oh, if I told you, it'd
spoil the surprise.

Uh, love letters, usual stuff,

file them, do whatever
you want, okay?

Isn't there anything that you
can tell us about Ellen Blake?

Well, just that she came
from a little town in Oregon,

and she was kind of innocent.

She really didn't talk
about herself very much.

I've never known anybody
who was murdered before.

It's kind of hard to believe.

We have a description of a man

who was seen
leaving her apartment.

He was, uh, about 35, blondish.

Oh, that sounds
like Jack. Jack Burke.

He works for a travel agency.

Every time he came
to take her to lunch,

he'd spend a few
minutes helping me plan

one of my trips to Europe.

Well, you go to
Europe very often?

Never.

Oh, I just make a lot of plans.

Is this Mr. Burke?

Oh, no, that's Terry Vine.

He's a DJ we all listen to.

We all sent away for those.

And let me know
how it went, okay?

So you take that man of
yours to Marquis Menswear.

It's where your friend
Terry Vine buys his threads.

Barbara Tyler's
on your private line.

Hey.

Hello, Uncle Terry,
this is Barbara,

and I have a problem.

I called my lover
three times last night

and couldn't reach him.

You think he could
be seeing another girl?

Oh, no way, lady, he's
straight as an arrow.

He was out last night
attending to business.

Well, I only have
your word for that.

Would I lie to you, lady?

Not if you know
what's good for you.

Can you come over
after the show today?

Is that in the nature
of an invitation?

No, it's in the nature
of a direct order.

Daddy wants to
talk to you at 6:00.

I'll be there.

Terry, don't let him
bluff you out, huh?

I mean, he comes
across like a big ugly bear,

but underneath it all,
he's a man-eating tiger.

I can handle him.

Well, I don't know about that.

Trust me.

I don't know about that either.

See you at 6:00.

Where were you
last night, Mr. Burke?

- Out.
- Out where?

Just out.

Went to the
movies, had a drink...

took a walk, went to a
singles bar, had a drink.

Were you with somebody?

If I went to a singles bar, I
wouldn't be with anybody.

Did you see or talk
to anybody there,

somebody who could identify you?

No, I just had a drink and left.

When did you stop seeing her?

About three or four months ago.

She started going out
with some other guy.

We had a big a fight about it.

I told her that he was just
stringing her along, but, um...

You mind telling
us about the fight?

Well, it was more
like an argument.

It wasn't really a fight.

Oh.

Look, why don't you
talk to the other guy.

His name is, uh, Terry Vine.
DJ or something like that.

Well, you're really a
charming woman, Carol.

And if you weren't so
madly in love with Charlie,

I think I'd come
a-courting myself.

I don't know if I'd
mind that, Terry.

I'll bet Charlie would.

He'd probably
knock your block off.

Well, I love you for
your directness, Carol.

Since I've only got one
block and I value it highly...

Frank, did you get those
crank calls put together yet?

I'm working on it.

Excuse me, may I use
your phone, please?

Um, that one over there, please.

I'm gonna call the M.E.,
see if they got anything yet.

And remember,
life can be exciting,

especially if you
remain true to my show.

I'm gonna be taking
a couple of more calls,

but first, let's have
a little music, huh?

Terry, um, this is
Lieutenant Stone.

All right, I'm guilty.
What did I do?

You tell me.

Uh, ran a red light at the
corner of Hyde and Market?

Uh, Penny, thanks.

Do you know a young
lady named Ellen Blake?

Uh, Ellen Blake...

Oh, sure I do. Beautiful girl.

How well do you know her?

Not very well. We
dated a couple of times.

Oh, I got a picture of
her here someplace.

Uh...

Is this her?

Yeah, yeah, that's her.

Well, like I said,
she's a beautiful girl.

She, uh, in some
kind of trouble?

She was murdered last night.

What?

Where do you get off
telling her to dump me?

Hey, don't blame me.
You're the one that uses her

- as a punching bag.
- That's none of your business.

You keep your nose out of it.

You ever talk to
her again, ever,

I'm gonna kill you, Vine.

If you don't kill her first.

Do you hear me?

The next one's gonna be you.

Right. Well, thanks, Bernie.

What is that?

Oh, one of Terry's fans.

You put that on the air?

No, no, only on tape.

He always saves himself
with a six second delay.

See that red button?

Does he get a lot of those?

He gets what he deserves.

And what do you do with them?

Oh, he's got me putting
them together on a reel.

Uncle Terry likes to play
them for the agency boys.

Thank you.

Bernie's gonna have that
report for us in the morning.

When was the last time
you saw Ellen Blake?

Uh, three, maybe four weeks ago.

I don't know exactly.

Where were you last
night, about 11:30?

I was at home.

I remember my answering
service called me about that time

to give me some messages.

15 seconds, Terry.

I'm sorry I can't
be of more help.

Thank you.

All right, ladies,
it's still Monday,

and a beautiful
Monday it is, too.

This is Terry Vine,
and you're beautiful,

and let's talk about that.

Hi, it's Terry Vine here.

Could I have one of those?

Are you a fan?

No, I don't have much
chance to listen to the radio,

but we do have a fella
down at headquarters

who's a big fan of Terry Vine's.

I'm sure he'd get a
kick out of one of those.

Would you like it autographed?

No, no, don't go
through that trouble.

No trouble.

"With love, from Terry Vine."

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Well, sounds like

a pretty responsible job.

Oh, it was, and
it made me feel...

Who's the big fan?

- You are.
- What?

Check it with the witness.

You're late.

I brought a note from my mother.

Come on.

Daddy's in the garden.

You're late.

He brought a note
from his mother.

Doesn't exactly have your
sense of humor, does he?

Or one of his own.

When I say 6:00,
Mr. Vine, I mean 6:00,

not 15 minutes later.

Well, I don't have
a watch, Mr. Tyler.

Oh, well, then I'll buy you one.

Take it out of your
first week's salary.

Does that mean we have a deal?

No, it means that your lawyers
have talked to my lawyers,

and my lawyers
have talked to me.

And now I want to talk to you.

The salary's
unacceptable, Mr. Vine.

Well, it-it's my
price, Mr. Tyler.

You know, as far
as I'm concerned,

disc jockeys are as
interchangeable as spark plugs.

Now, of course, if you
don't want this job...

Oh, I've got a job, Mr. Tyler.

I don't need one,

but you need ratings
and you don't have them.

And one of the reasons
you don't have them is 'cause

you got a bunch of stumblebums

working your L.A.
flagship station.

Now, you see, you need
somebody to hike your ratings,

somebody like me,
and my starting price

is $125,000 per year.

All right.

Can you start in three weeks?

I can hand in my
resignation tomorrow morning.

I like your style, Terry.

Welcome aboard.

Uh, by the way, I, uh,

I released the
story this morning.

You'll see it in the
morning edition.

What's that for?

I saw your knees shaking.

I was just wondering if
your palms were sweaty.

I can handle three like him.

- You can, huh?
- Yes.

One hand tied behind me.

Oh, you pinned
him to the wall, right?

Well, you saw it, darling.

You're gonna be a
big success, Terry.

Yeah.

You have a flair for it.

Terry, just how far would
you go to be a success?

I mean, what would you do?

Anything. Anything.

Up to and including...

Well, okay.

Well, thank you very
much for the information.

Right, bye.

Remember this man?

Oh, "with love, Terry Vine."

Yeah, well, Sharon Farmer
said that easily could have been

the man she saw leaving the
Blake apartment Sunday evening.

Then I just talked with
his answering service.

They did reach him at
his home around midnight.

Somebody had been
trying to call him all evening.

That means he was
out most of the evening.

Yeah.

Could have gone
home, taken the call,

then he could have
gone back and killed her.

You seem to have
it all worked out.

Got a motive?

Not yet, no.

Allow me.

Medical report?

Mm-hmm.

Ellen Blake was
three months pregnant.

What?

Three months pregnant.

Paternity suit couldn't
have helped his career.

Wouldn't help
Burke much, either.

He's a married man; he
and his wife are separated.

He's been trying to
reconcile the marriage.

His wife is a very
wealthy woman.

The music goes round and round.

I don't know.

Homicide. Stone.

Yeah.

Sure, where?

Okay.

That was Terry Vine.

He wants us to meet
him at the radio station.

He has something
he wants to tell us.

Maybe he wants to confess.

Yeah, then don't
forget your pencil.

I'm sorry, you'll have
to talk to him on the air.

That for me?

Angela.

Uh, no, no, I don't
know any Angela.

You see this?

Terry.

Oh, that's wonderful.

That's wonderful.

Why didn't you tell me?

I just did. How do you
think you found out?

Oh.

Did you tell Frank yet?

Uh, Frank's not going.

But he's a good engineer, Terry.

Oh, I know he's a
wonderful engineer.

That's why I've kept him
around all these years,

but enough is enough.

When I go, Frank stays.

Oh, hi, uh, Lieutenant.

How are you, sir?

Listen, uh, why don't
you come to my office.

Uh, no calls.

You're on the air in
five minutes, Terry.

Yeah, I know.

Would you like some
coffee or something?

No, thanks.

Please, uh, sit down.

Well, you wanted
to tell us something?

Yeah, yeah.

Um, I did a dumb thing,
and I want to get it straight.

What's that?

I lied to you yesterday

about the time I last saw Ellen.

I saw her night before
last at her apartment.

And what happened?

Well, we talked.

We just talked, that's all.

It had been over with
us, oh, three, four weeks.

She kept calling.

I think she wanted to
keep the relationship going.

And so I went over
to her place and, um...

Well, she's a sweet kid,

and I wanted to let her
down easy, you know?

Did you know she was pregnant?

No.

No, I didn't know that.

What does that got
to do with anything?

Well, that could be
a motive for murder.

Oh, come on now.

I mean, it could be
a motive for marriage

or-or-or a paternity
suit, but not for murder.

Well, I guess that all depends

who you are and
what you have to lose.

Well, I happen to be Terry
Vine, and I have a radio show,

and women are my
business, my only business,

and why would I go around
killing my stock and trade?

Nobody's accusing you.

But I would like to
know why you lied to us.

I was scared. I, uh...

I panicked, and I lied
and it was stupid, that's all.

What suddenly gave you this
great urge to tell us the truth?

I figured you guys
were gonna find out

anyhow sooner
or later, and-and...

well, it's better
to confess a lie

than be caught
in a lie, you know.

Uh, honestly, I-I
swear, Lieutenant,

Ellen was alive when
I left that apartment.

What time was that?

Uh, about 11:00.

Could it have been 11:30?

- Yeah, yeah, could have been.
- What about

- 12:00?
- Uh, no, no, not 12:00.

I was home by then.

You can check with
my answering service.

We already have.

I thought you might have, yeah.

Well, I have a show
in a couple of minutes,

so, uh, if you have any
other questions, you know...

No, nothing for now.

Uh, listen, uh, any time,

any time, fellas, really.

I don't trust him.

I almost believe him.

So do I. That's
why I don't trust him.

It's exactly 3:14 on a
beautiful Tuesday afternoon,

and I've got 30 lines here.

I think I'm gonna pick
one up right... now.

Hi there.

Terry?

That's right. What's your name?

Angela.

Uh, Angela.

That's a beautiful name.

I tried to call you earlier,

but your secretary
wouldn't put me through.

Well, I can see
you're persistent.

Uh, what can I do
for you, Angela?

I'm a friend of Ellen's, Terry.

You do remember Ellen?

Well, I don't know.

Oh, she was a very
close friend of yours

until night before last.

Uh, listen, uh, why don't
you hang on a minute?

I'm gonna play some music,

and I'll be right back.

Okay.

All right, I'll be in
contact with you.

Hey, Terry?

- Terry?
- What?

What was that all about?

Just some broad.

Wasn't she saying
something about that girl

that was killed the other night?

I don't know what it was about.

I thought she said
something about that girl.

Frank, I'm the one that
does the thinking around here.

You're just here
to push the buttons.

Now try to remember
that, will you?

Good boy.

♪♪

Terry?

I told you I'd recognize you.

I'm Angela.

What do you want, Angela?

Ellen was right.

You are better-looking
in person.

She told me a lot about you.

Like what?

Like she was carrying your baby,

and how all she
wanted was to marry you

and live happily ever after.

Of course, you
took care of that.

You think I killed her?

What happened between
you and Ellen is your business.

And all I want to
do is go to Europe.

As a matter of fact, I was
planning to go next week,

but... well, I ran a
little short of funds, so...

I was wondering if...

If you could blackmail me.

I'd consider it a loan.

What do you want?

$5,000?

For starters?

That's all I want, Mr. Vine.

I'm gonna be in
Europe in a few days,

and I'll never see
you again, I promise.

Okay, you got it.

One time, one time
only, you understand that?

I got to go to the bank.

I can wait.

Yeah.

Yeah, Homicide.
Inspector Keller.

Yeah, I remember.

Where, at the station?

Okay, I'll be right there.

She was a very
close friend of yours

until night before last.

Hey, Angela, hang on a second.

I got to play a little
music, but I'll be right back.

What's on your mind?

I thought we ought
to get together.

We were both Ellen's friend.

We should have
something in common.

I don't understand. Uh...

Call me, Terry.

The number's 362-9296.

You understand that?

Yeah.

I'll be waiting.

What time did that come in?

Mm, about 1:15.

And what did Terry
tell you to do with it?

He told me to mind
my own business.

Mind your own business, huh?

I'll lay you odds
that she was killed

by the same gun that
murdered Ellen Blake.

Yeah, and they
both saw Terry Vine

just before they got it.

Well, we know that Blake did,

but we're not
certain that she did.

Look, on Monday
we talked to Angela.

She was just a secretary

fantasizing about
going to Europe.

By Tuesday, she
talked to Terry Vine,

she had enough
bread for a wardrobe

and a trip to Europe.

Blackmail?

Well, I don't
think he loved her.

Let's roust him,
take him downtown.

You don't like him much, do you?

Not much, no.

Yeah.

What do you say we
wait for the medical reports

and the ballistic reports,

and then go and roust him?

It's fair enough.

Why is it, every time a
woman is murdered in this town,

I am the first person
you guys come to see?

Well, Terry, you just
look like the right choice.

Look, kid, why
don't you run along

and let the grown
folks talk, huh?

And why don't you talk
straight for once, huh?

Now, where were you last night?

With a friend.

At what time?

8:00, 9:00.

Well, what was it...
- 00 or 9:00?

Will you settle for 8:30?

Miss Atkinson was killed
between 8:00 and 9:00.

What's the name
of your friend, Ter?

Uh, look, it's my
new boss's daughter.

Would you give me
a break on this, huh?

- Name?
- She doesn't know anything about it.

- Barbara Tyler.
- Barbara Tyler.

And where does your new
boss's daughter live, Terry?

42 Havenswood Drive.

Look, why would I
want to kill this-this, uh,

Angela whatever-her-name-is?

I don't even know her.

Could have been blackmail.

Been any large
withdrawals from your bank

in the last 48 hours?

Okay, okay, that's
it. I'm not gonna...

I'm not gonna answer
one more question.

You guys arrest me,
or you don't arrest me,

but I've got work to do.

Well, you're free to go.

Just don't go too far.

We may change our minds.

What did you let him go for?

Well, do you have any proof
that he saw or met Miss Atkinson?

Oh, Mike, come
on. The guy keeps...

Evidence. Hard evidence...
That's what we've got to have.

Let's go get it.

Well, if you're waiting
on me, you're backing up.

Frank?

How did the cops know I
talked to that girl yesterday?

- What girl?
- You know damn well what girl.

I played the tapes for them.

I thought she might know
something about the murder.

You thought?

Really? Didn't you know
science has discovered

that the beady-eyed,

slope-shouldered baboon
is incapable of thought?

Stick it in your ear, Terry.

Don't you talk to me
that way. Hey. Oh!

Come on, pretty boy.

When I'm finished with you,

you're gonna look like
ten miles of bad road.

Terry! Frank! Now,
come on, stop it!

This guy's trying to get
me busted for murder.

Well, you're
acting like children.

You get back to the controls,
and you get into the booth now!

You've got a show to do.

When I get through with
you, you're gonna be lucky

if you can get a job testing
batteries at the five-and-dime.

What's the matter with you?

What in the world...?

Everything's all right.

Now, would you mind telling
me what this is all about?

It's just a routine
investigation.

Were you out with
Terry Vine last night?

Yes, I was.

Until what time?

Well, if I weren't a nice girl,

that would be a very
embarrassing question.

Until about 8:00.

You remember what time exactly?

Well, to be absolutely precise,

Terry dropped me
off about ten to 8:00.

Now you're gonna ask me
why I'm so sure, aren't you?

That's right.

Well, my father was
just leaving the house

for an 8:00 dinner appointment,

and my father is never late.

Yeah?

Hold on.

Terry, Barbara Tyler
on the private line.

Hi, Barb.

Terry, two detectives
were just here.

Did they tell you anything?

Nothing. Um...

they asked some
questions... about you.

Are you in some kind of trouble?

Oh, no, baby.
No kind of trouble.

Uh, look, why don't you
pick me up after work,

and, uh, I'll-I'll explain the
whole thing to you, okay?

All right.

Hi. This is "Vine, Women
and Song," KYOL 93,

where you are the
star of the show.

And I'm gonna talk to
one of you right now.

Hi. It's Terry Vine on the line.

I'm gonna kill you, Vine!

- Who do you...?
- You hear me?!

The next one's gonna be you.

Hi, girls. I'm back.

Uh, that little silence
was brought to you

by the courtesy of
a technical difficulty.

Something wrong with the phones.

And we're gonna play a
little music while we work on it.

Hello.

Uh, I want to speak to
Detective Stone in Homicide.

Stone.

Hello. Stone?

Well, listen, when
he comes back,

tell him to call Terry Vine.

That's right. V-I-N-E.

He has the number.

Well, Mr. Vine
made a little stop

here at the bank yesterday
just before closing.

Withdrew $5,000 in cash,
nothing larger than 20.

- A little evidence, huh?
- Mm-hmm.

And two years ago, Mr. Vine
bought a.25-caliber pistol.

Just came in from Sacramento.

Serial number and make.

Oh, the D.A.'s just gonna
love this one, open and shut.

Now we can roust Mr. Vine.

Yeah.

Hi, Barb.

Now will you please tell
me what this is all about?

Yeah, sure. Let's drive, okay?

Take your foot off the gas!

Are you all right?

Oh. Yeah.

Good. Now, I'll tell
you what you do.

You take these to ballistics.

Have 'em check these

with the ones they recovered
from the two dead girls.

Hey, hey, hey, wait a
minute, wait a minute.

What do you guys think of that?

What do we think about what?

Well, you guys are
chasing the wrong rabbit.

Whoever it is
just tried to kill me.

How do we know they weren't
trying to hit Miss Tyler there?

Because some guy
called me this afternoon,

said he was gonna kill me.

If you'd have returned
my phone call,

you would have known about it.

Take it easy. Quiet now.

Do you have that
conversation on tape?

Of course I have it on tape.

Can we get a copy, Mr. Vine?

Why don't you ask
your buddy Frank?

And then do me
a favor, will you?

Don't bug me anymore, will you?

Hey, what about that, huh?

You have a feeling

that someone just punched
a hole in your balloon?

Yeah. Well, I've
been wrong before.

April... No, it was May of '71.

Let's just pick
up the tape, huh?

I'm gonna kill you, Vine.

You hear me?!

The next one's gonna be you.

No matter how long
you listen to that thing,

it's not gonna
tell you his name.

Didn't you go to lunch?

No. No. I just keep thinking
I've heard that voice before.

Because you've been
listening to it all morning.

Yeah, it's like déjà
vu. I mean, each...

I know what you mean.

Did you get the
ballistics report?

Yeah. The, uh, bullet
we found in the car

was the same one
that killed the two girls.

I'm gonna kill you, Vine.

Look, it's just possible

that he's not the killer at all.

It could be just 100%
red-blooded American crank.

Vine gets those calls
all the time probably.

You're right.

That's it. That's where
I heard that before.

What's it?

Wait a minute.

Tell me!

Barbara's in the sitting room.

Barb.

How are you, darling?

You all right?

You've already
seen this, I presume?

Yeah.

Well, at least they
spelled my name right.

In light of this, I'm
afraid we're going to have

to make certain adjustments
in, uh, our contract.

Yeah, I thought about
that on the way over.

Well, I'm still willing to go
along with you, Vine, but, uh,

at a slightly reduced risk.

It broke in the L.A.
papers today, all of them.

Page one.

Well, then I'm sure
you can understand

why I have to make an
adjustment in your salary.

Perfectly.

I want $175,000 a year.

Well, Terry, uh,

to tell you the truth, I was
thinking more like, uh, 75.

Mr. Tyler,

you don't con me
and I won't con you.

This is worth 20
points in the ratings.

20 points, free, gratis,

you didn't have
to pay a thing for it.

Now you listen to
my radio show today

and I guarantee you
this is the only thing

those ladies are gonna
want to talk about.

Can you be in L.A.
by the weekend?

I can be there and
broadcasting Monday morning.

Good.

We'll take out full page
ads in all the newspapers.

We'll buy one minute spots
with cuts from your shows.

Just a second. Barb.

Barbara?

Darling, what is it?

- Let go of me.
- Hey, what's the matter?

You're just like him.

Tow of a kind, a matched pair.

You deserve each other.

Come on. What's going on here?

Terry, two people are dead,

and you're gonna use that
to improve your ratings?

While I was warning
you about, about him,

somebody should've
been warning me about you.

Honey, life goes on.

Business is business.

Terry, was that your baby

that poor girl was gonna have?

Who knows? Does it
make any difference?

Yes, it does.

Excuse me.

Hey.

That's none of your business.

You keep your nose out of it.

You ever talk to
her again, ever,

I'm gonna kill you, Vine.

If you don't kill her first.

You hear me?

The next one's gonna be you.

I'm gonna kill you, Vine.

You hear me?

The next one's gonna be you.

Frank, uh, how do you
and Terry get along?

Oh, cats and dogs.

Had a fight, huh?

If you want to call it that.

What would you call it?

Oh, just a little
push and shove.

If it had been a fight

he would've ended
up in the hospital.

Well, who had this
reel of tape yesterday?

Um, I gave it to Terry.

And where were you
when Terry left the studio?

In my office checking the log.

Anybody see you there?

Yeah, Don Morse,
the other engineer.

Yeah, that's good.
I like that thinking.

If there's someone

who'd like to see,
uh, Terry Vine dead,

you got the logical suspect.

Uh, did you guys
come to apologize?

Well, I have a forgiving
nature. I accept.

Mr. Vine... Uh, wait a second.

Mr. Vine, Frank tells us

he gave you the reel of tapes
with the crank calls on them.

Yeah, I gave them
to Penny yesterday.

Why?

Let me get her.

You think the
killer called before?

Wait a minute.

Penny wouldn't do
anything to hurt Terry.

She's been in love
with him for years.

Well, we feel that someone
doctored those tapes.

It could've been Penny.

Hey, I asked a question.

Shut up, fink.

You wanted to talk
to me, Lieutenant?

Yes, where were you
yesterday when Terry Vine

left the studio?

I was, uh, I was talking
to Matt Billings about...

I think Mr. Billings
left a long time

before Terry did.

Oh, that's right.

Um, I-I talked to
him before he left.

Um, I don't know exactly.

Where were you Sunday
night between 11:00 and 1:00?

11:00 and 1:00?

That's when Ellen
Blake was murdered.

Um, well, I guess I was home.

You guess?

Well, I might have
gone out for a little bit.

What about Tuesday
night at 8:30?

Tuesday...

I don't know
exactly where I was.

Hey, what's going
on around here?

Mr. Vine, do you own
a.25-caliber pistol?

Yeah, I get a lot of
funny phone calls.

It's in the top right-hand
drawer of my desk.

I'll get it.

You don't mind if we
run a ballistics check,

- do you, Mr. Vine?
- I don't care.

I've never fired
the thing anyway.

It's not here.

What do you mean it's not there?

- It's got to be there.
- I'm telling you it's not there.

Well, it's got to be there.
Nobody knows it's here

except Penny and me.

Penny...

What have you done?

Terry... I tried to talk to her,

but she wouldn't listen.

She said you belonged to her.

And that baby...

She wasn't right for you, Terry.

She would've ruined your career.

She didn't understand
you the way I do.

That other one...
she was a thief,

a blackmailer.

All she wanted was your money.

She would've taken everything.

Everything we worked for.

You shot at me.

But I only wanted to protect you

so they wouldn't
think you were a killer.

Oh, Terry, please...
I did it for you,

for us.

Terry, I love you.

I won't let anybody hurt you.

You love me? Are you kidding?

- Are you out of your mind?
- But, Terry...

Get out of my
sight; get out of here.

- Terry, don't say that.
- Are you kidding? Do you know

- you could've ruined everything for me?
- Terry, don't say that!

What do you want me to
do, thank you for it, huh?

- Would you get her out of here?
- Terry, don't, I love you!

Please, get her out of here.

Come on.

Just all heart, Ter.

I'll send you an autographed
picture from L.A., kid.

Real hard to forget.

What are you looking at?

The man's right, Terry.

You got a heart as
big as your whole body,

and all of it's solid rock.

That's right, Frank.

I'm all heart.

You just ask any of these
ladies in San Francisco,

and they'll tell you.

Any of these hot-eyed,
slobbering broads,

and they'll tell you

ol' Terry Vine is all heart.

That's what they
think of me, Frank.

Do you want to know
what I think of them?

The women in this town

are a bunch of stupid,
insensitive broads

with nothing better
to do with their time

than simper and whine and
chatter into that telephone

about their petty little lives

and their stupid
little problems.

And I have to listen
to all that drivel.

I got to listen to
all that garbage

about their marriages
and their husbands

and their filthy little affairs,

which, by the way,

they try to justify by the
use of the word "love."

Ah, yes.

Oh, yes, love.

Most of the women in this town

are a bunch of sweaty,
unwashed animals

with the feelings of a snail

and the mentality
of a sea anemone.

They are self-indulgent,

and they're stupid,
and they're sick.

And the only reason
I listen to them

is because I am paid to,

and I'm paid an
awful lot of money.

Hi, there, girls.

That was our favorite
engineer, Frank Ciano,

doing his famous
Terry Vine imitation,

and not very well at that.

Thank you very much, Frank.

You're fired.

And this is the real Terry Vine
with "Vine, Women and Song,"

KYOL 93,

where you are the
star of the show.

And I'm gonna be talking
to one of you beautiful stars,

but it's not an easy choice.

Uh, shall I pick
this one or this one

- or this one or...
- this one.

Hi there.

That's right, you could be
talking to Terry Vine right now.

All you have to do is
pick up that phone and...

and dial the number.

Well,

uh, maybe we need
a little mood music

to get us all relaxed.

Frank, you put on a record.

Oh, now, come on, girls,
there are plenty of lines open.

This is Terry Vine,

where you are the
star of the show,

and it's gonna be
Terry Vine on the line,

and I'm waiting.

Oh, come on, ladies,

you're not gonna keep
ol' Terry waiting, are you?

Frank, please?

It's a Mr. Tyler on
your private line.

Hi, Dad.

No, I-I know it wasn't funny.

It was just a joke, Mr. Tyler.

Why do we always
come here for hot dogs?

Because this is the
best place in town.

What are you, a hot dog gourmet?

What do you want?

Two red hots,

a lot of sauerkraut
and that special sauce.

You got it.

Well, that was

Red Shanks and the Wanderers

with "Rocky Mountain
Banjo Breakdown,"

and this is your
ol' redneck buddy,

Terry Vine, making your
day from across the Bay.

I want to tell you

that if you hang around
your ol' dirt-kicking buddy,

Terry Vine, now he's gonna
take a little country music...

You like that boy?

And he's gonna wrap it up

- in a pretty little package...
- What'd you say?

I said, do you
like that ol' boy?

He's all right.

All right, nothing.
You just wait.

In five years, he's gonna be
the biggest disc jockey in town.

I can wait.

I can even wait ten years.

Let's get out of here.