The Streets of San Francisco (1972–1977): Season 4, Episode 15 - Police Buff - full transcript
Bill Bixby places a guy who like to follow the police scanner. He wants to be a cop, but cannot hack it, and ends up taking the law into his own hands. And a good cop gets blamed.
(theme music playing)
Are there any more questions?
All right.
Mr. Wilson, you're excused.
Will counsel please
approach the bench?
They're gonna let him go.
Easy.
That's the way I'm
going to have to rule,
so please return to
the counsel bench.
On the, uh, motion to dismiss,
the People not having
proved the prima facie case
against the defendant
Joseph Lucero,
the motion is granted.
(gavel bangs)
(gallery murmuring)
So much for our judicial system.
Two guys hold up a
store, wound three people,
kill a cop, and he just
walks out of here scot-free.
So he couldn't identify them.
Wouldn't identify 'em.
He picked Lucero
out of a lineup.
It took him what, six seconds?
All of a sudden, we go
to a preliminary hearing,
he loses his memory?
All right, so he
was intimidated.
It's happened before.
Yeah, well, maybe I should
intimidate that witness
and let him know
what it's really all about.
This case was dismissed.
Are you gonna forget that they
killed Al Crane in that robbery?
I'm not gonna forget anything.
I'll continue the investigation,
but I'm going to do it my way.
I want to do it by the book.
(man sighs)
You understand me?
Hear the words.
How do you feel about
the decision, Mr. Lucero?
How do you think I feel? Great.
I feel like singing.
Any requests?
Uh, do you think the
police overreacted
in the death of
a fellow officer?
The police do what
they always do.
They get a big case,
they try and pin it
on the first guy
that comes along.
- This time it didn't work.
- What are you going to do now?
I'm gonna go take a bath
and wash off the stink.
Hey, come here,
Ken. There's Stone.
Lieutenant? Lieutenant Stone?
I just wondered if
you had any comments
to make on Joey
Lucero being set free.
No. No comment.
What about the growing
criticism of the courts, Lieutenant?
Do you think that the courts
are permitting too many criminals
to go free on what are really,
uh, basically technicalities?
No. No comment.
Well, what about
the Lucero case?
Uh, since this was a dismissal
rather than an acquittal,
are you going to pursue
your case against him?
No.
I'll tell you one thing.
Joey Lucero's gonna get
his, and you got my word for it.
You get yourself back
to the office right now.
Turn that thing off, will you?
Okay, Ken, off.
Look, Frank, I'd appreciate it
if you wouldn't use that
piece of film on your newscast.
Come on, Mike,
this is good stuff.
- Angry policeman threaten...
- Personal favor.
Just file it and forget it.
Hey, haven't you ever heard
of freedom of the press?
Personal favor.
Okay... this once,
but you owe me one.
It's a deal.
DISPATCHER (over
radio): Three Boy Four.
Investigate a reported 261
at 1436 Benson Street.
Victim on premises.
Three Charlie Six.
418 at 4818 Irving Street.
All units in the area
of Fifth and Geary,
211 in progress at
liquor store at corner.
Respond Code Two.
Still there.
Repeat. All units in the
area of Fifth and Geary.
Fifth and Geary, armed
robbery in progress.
- Code Two.
- (over radio): Three Charlie Eight.
2945 Reed.
A 918, possible 221.
Three Adam Six.
1212 O'Farrell.
On the 531.
Bomb units en route.
Stand by to evacuate the area.
(tires squeak)
Eric, where the
devil have you been?
Oh, hi, Morry.
Don't give me that "Hi, Morry."
Just answer the question.
I was at Ransohoff's department
store putting in the windows.
- All day?
- All day.
I tried to reach
you on the phone.
They scoured the place for you.
What time did you call?
Obviously when
you weren't there.
Well, I... I had to go and
get some materials, Morry.
You were supposed
to call for materials.
I know, but, uh, it was just
staples and some pushpins,
so I went around the corner
to a stationery store and I paid
- for them myself.
- You get a receipt?
No.
Then it comes
out of your pocket.
Old Man Moonan wants
the west windows done
in the purple color scheme and
the south windows in the beige.
Got that?
Uh, uh, yeah, west...
purple, south... beige.
And we have to have
it done by Friday noon.
You got that? Friday
noon, or it's your neck.
You got that?
Got it.
And one of these days,
you're gonna get it. Pow.
(billiard balls clicking)
MAN: Hey, Marty.
Don't you think you've
got enough, Todd?
No, I'm still standing.
That's true, but
you're cheating.
You're holding onto the bar.
Hey, what are you doing here?
I thought you were
transferred to, uh...
plainclothes.
That's right, but
I'm still a cop.
Just thought I'd drop in and
give the place a little tone.
Yeah.
(scoffs)
How you doing, Todd?
Hey, Lieutenant. Have a beer.
No. No, I'm on duty.
Oh, that's all right.
We're all cops here.
How you feeling?
Are you checking
up on me, Lieutenant?
- That's right.
- Yeah.
I thought you
were way out of line
in the courthouse
this afternoon.
Yeah, well, I got a little hot.
I can understand that,
but that's no excuse.
I'm not gonna tell the
captain what happened today.
Well, that's big
of you, Lieutenant.
That's right.
I'm bending the regulations
a little in your favor.
I want you to know that.
Uh, you got a ride home?
I know how to get home, Mike.
Okay. Take care of yourself.
Yeah.
Hi. Buy you a beer?
Why would you want
to buy me a beer?
I don't know you.
I was in court today
when they let Lucero loose.
So what? So were
a lot of people.
I guess I'm just
trying to say I'm sorry.
For what, for me?
You sorry for me?
I know how you must have felt.
You don't know nothing.
Okay.
I don't want your beer,
I don't want your pity.
In fact, I don't want you
hanging around here.
I mean, you're nothing
and you're nobody...
- Harris, easy.
- Butt out, man.
I'm not your man.
I'm Sergeant Washington.
I'm telling you to cool it.
You don't belong here, so
what are you hanging around for?
You want to live off the blood
and sweat of other guys, huh?
Maybe you'll get
a little excitement?
'Cause you don't have
the guts to do it yourself.
Well, don't you ever
feel sorry for me, mister.
You haven't got the right.
You haven't earned it.
I'm sorry.
Creep.
He was in my class
at the academy.
He washed out.
That's tough.
♪♪
Don't say it.
I don't want to hear it.
Straighten up!
Square up those shoulders!
What do you think
you are, loose jelly?
You're nothing.
You're nobody.
And do you know why?
Because you
haven't got the guts...
to go out there
and do it yourself.
What have you done
to pay your dues?
Good cops are out
there getting killed.
The killers are
getting up in court
and walking out free,
and you just stand there.
Why don't you do something?!
You're not doing your part.
You're just taking up space.
Have you got that?
Hmm?
What do you think life is?
Do you think it's a free ride?
Well, let me tell you something.
You're not man enough
to wear this uniform.
(chuckles)
You know...
you're a lot like people, Jack.
You just stand
around... collecting dust...
waiting to come to
the end of the line
and have your ticket punched.
(laughs)
Well, I'm a different
breed of cat.
Did you get that, huh?
I'm another breed of cat.
And here... is where I get off.
- Joey Lucero?
- Yeah.
Put your hands up
where I can see them.
Wait a minute, what is this?
I said get 'em up!
You mind telling me
what this is all about?
You already know.
Officer Al Crane.
Oh, no, look, I had
nothing to do with that.
The court... I'm
off, they let me go.
You're in a different court now
and the verdict is
guilty as charged.
No.
(woman screaming)
It's all right, folks,
everything is under control.
Now, do you live
in this building?
Good. Will you please
go up to your apartment?
Call the police,
tell them there's a 217 in
progress at this address,
also to dispatch a backup unit
and to send a coroner's wagon.
Thank you, thank you.
DISPATCHER (over radio):
All units, 211, 8545 Geary.
A northern car to respond.
All units in the vicinity
of Kearny and Market,
419 in progress.
Repeat, all units in vicinity
of Kearny and Market,
419 in progress.
Juveniles involved.
Any unit in the vicinity
of Bay and Sixth,
stand by for an accident car...
You think I shot...
Well, everybody knows
how you felt about Lucero.
Lucero killed Al Crane.
I knew it, you knew
it, the witness knew it.
But we couldn't
convince the court.
Joey Lucero was guilty as hell.
So you tried him,
found him guilty.
Did you execute him?
Oh, come on, Steve.
The man was killed at
12:15. Where were you?
(sighs)
At home where they found
me, sleeping it off in my bed.
Will your wife testify to that?
No.
She left me three weeks ago.
(phone rings)
Yeah.
Uh-huh.
Okay.
The captain
wants to talk to you.
Is he gonna suspend me?
No, I don't think so.
He'll probably give you
some administrative duties
until we can
sort this thing out.
He's waiting.
Yeah.
KELLER: Think he did it?
He was pretty drunk.
Well, I've been
pretty drunk before.
I never went and
murdered anybody.
Well, Harris and Al Crane
were close friends for over...
hmm, over eight years.
That's a pretty big investment.
Maybe he wanted, uh,
Lucero to pay the interest.
Maybe.
The killer was a cop.
Yeah, but every cop
takes it personally,
another one gets hit.
Yeah, and one of
them might have taken it
a little too personally.
(phone ringing)
Homicide. Stone.
Hello, Mike, how are you?
Who is this?
Just a friend.
I called to tell you how
much I admire your work.
At this time of night?
You're still on the
job, aren't you?
That's because you're a cop.
A good cop, one of the best.
But sometimes even the
best can use a little help
every now and then,
like Joey Lucero.
I took care of him for you.
Well, uh, for you and Harris.
Listen, I... I don't
quite understand.
DOYLE: I executed
Joey Lucero tonight.
Oh, you did, did you?
Well, tell me: how many
times did you stab him?
Come on, Mike.
I wouldn't lie to you.
I have too much
respect for you for that.
All right, listen.
I shot him twice in the back.
Single-jacket,
hollow-point 92-grain slugs,
one high and to the
left, one dead center.
Correct?
Oh, I don't know.
I haven't gotten the
report from Ballistics yet.
Well, don't-don't
worry, it'll check out.
Now, look, Mike, I've got to go.
You hang in there.
You do your best.
And just remember,
you have help out here now.
No, wait a minute, uh...
I haven't had
time to call Ballis...
(dial tone)
KELLER: Yeah, Eddie, go.
No? Oh.
All right, thank you very much.
Didn't have time to get a trace.
What'd he say?
He said he was
out there to help.
He executed Lucero...
for me.
For you?
For me and Harris.
And if he's telling the truth,
we got a big
problem on our hands
because, uh... he seemed
to be enjoying himself.
Let's find out what the lab has.
Okay.
If everybody calling in
after knocking somebody off
would be as accurate
as your friend,
I'd almost be out of a job.
Single-jacket,
hollow-point, 92-grain.
Okay, is there any way he
could have known about that
if he didn't do it himself?
Steve, we didn't even know
before that call came through.
I hadn't even received
the slug for processing.
Well, how does it match
with Harris' weapon?
No dice.
It didn't match.
Okay.
Thanks, Charlie.
Anytime, but, uh,
before 3:00, okay?
(laughing): Yeah.
You know, it could be
Harris used another gun.
Oh, no way. Have you forgotten?
Harris was with the captain
when the call came through.
Yeah. Why does somebody
go around bragging
about blowing somebody off?
For kicks?
Let's talk to the police shrink.
No, no. No, no.
I can't even listen to
Lenny when I'm awake.
STONE: Come on.
MURCHISON: All violence
is a reaction to frustration.
Even the guy who
runs a red light
and broadsides somebody else...
He didn't want to wait.
Pass the ketchup, will you?
Your masquerading marauder
is a more severe example.
Thank you.
His frustrations
are deep, long-term,
- and probably incorrigible.
- No.
He called you because
he wanted your approval.
To be accepted in your eyes.
STONE: Are you ready to
take a stab at the profile?
Well, if he's
what I think he is,
he's a type, which
simplifies things.
He's what we call a police buff.
Interested in law
and always has been,
not because of justice per se
but because of the
power he senses
in those who enforce the laws.
Tell me, do any of them
try to become policemen?
Well, some do.
They usually don't make it,
partly because it isn't in them,
partly because it's
my job as a psychiatrist
to weed them out.
STONE: Let's talk
about my friend.
What would make him
want to become a killer?
Well, somebody
probably lit his fuse.
Yeah, witnesses did
say he wore a uniform.
Some wear uniforms in the
privacy of their own homes.
Go to pistol ranges,
shoot police specials
beside the regular line officers.
Hang around bars,
diners frequented by police.
Even go to court.
He's just got to be
part of the system.
Was it possible that this guy
could have been
in court yesterday
when Lucero was released?
Not just possible. Probable.
Mike, what's the
name of your, um,
your friend the photographer who
was asking questions yesterday?
- Frank Batz.
- Batz, right.
Lenny, I tell you
what I want you to do.
I want you to go through
the records of the academy
and the personnel bureau.
I want a list of all those
who failed the academy
and all those who, um, didn't
make it through probation.
- What?
- Yeah.
Take five years of the
civil service records, too.
Do you know what you're asking?
Then we'll begin
to break it down.
That must be about
300 guys, maybe four.
Well, the sooner you start,
the sooner we'll
have our answers.
- Enjoy your breakfast.
- Yeah, thanks a lot.
♪♪
Hold it.
The one behind the lawyer
and the one next to him.
(chuckles)
Boy, you look good, Mike.
You ever thought about
going into showbiz?
(chuckling): No, not lately.
(laughs)
I'll take that one.
How good will these pictures be?
With the new emulsions,
you'll get a better quality
than in a regular photograph.
Stop it.
Go back a little.
That one there.
It's a little fuzzy,
but I'll take it.
- Okay.
- That's it.
Thank you.
I'll have these stills for
you right after lunch, Mike.
By the way, now you owe me two.
Will you take my marker?
No.
(laughs)
Well, we figured, as bailiff,
you might know
some of these people.
- The regulars.
- Sure.
You'd be surprised how many
people come in here every day.
Day in, day out.
Cheaper than buying
a television, I guess.
- Yeah.
- It's free.
That's Harold Bing.
He's here all the time.
Nice old guy.
Bored, I guess.
Ah, some of these
faces I know, but...
not the names.
You might try George
down in Traffic.
He really gets some weirdos.
If you think of anything,
let us know, will you?
- Thanks.
- Sure.
Thank you.
DOYLE: Pardon me.
Yes.
Isn't there supposed to be
a trial in here this afternoon?
There was... a rape case.
People v. Williamson.
It was thrown out in
the first ten minutes.
On a technicality.
Are you a lawyer?
In a way.
Are you Jack Williamson?
I am.
You have been
sentenced to death.
What are you talking about?
The young woman.
Come on. The
case was thrown out.
On a technicality.
Because I didn't do it.
I wasn't even there.
I was over in
Sausalito in a bar.
(screams)
(phone ringing)
Mike Stone.
DOYLE (over
phone): Hi, Lieutenant.
Hope I didn't wake you.
This is your friend again.
I wanted to be
the one to tell you
that justice has been
rendered to Jack Williamson.
Who?
(over phone): He was up on rape.
The court let him go.
So that left it up to me.
The sentence was death.
(line clicks)
(sighs)
(phone rings)
Mike Stone!
MAN: Lieutenant, a
message from Inspector Keller.
Yeah.
A homicide at 646 Comstock.
Yeah, I just heard.
Yeah, I'll be right there.
So I opened my door
and there he was.
How tall was he?
I don't know. Maybe
five-eight, five-nine.
I don't know.
Would you mind taking a
look at some of these pictures,
- see if you recognize him?
- Oh!
Hey, I didn't get a good
look at him, you know.
He was definitely
wearing a uniform?
Oh, yeah. The hat, the buttons,
and the gun.
Oh, yeah. No, none of these.
Hey, I didn't get a good
look at him, you know.
Okay, thank you very much.
Why would a policeman
want to kill Mr. Williamson?
Wait a minute now.
We don't know whether
he's a policeman or not.
(chuckles) I might not be
too sure of a lot of things,
but one thing I am sure of...
I saw a policeman.
- No.
- No?
No, what you saw was a uniform.
Oh. (chuckles) Same thing.
Same thing. Same thing.
STONE: Did you
hear what she said?
That's exactly
what people will say
until we catch him.
Wait a minute.
No, wait a minute.
I can dial direct to New
York in ten seconds.
I can call anywhere in
the world in a minute.
Why does it take that
long to trace a call?
All right, I'd appreciate it
if you would hook me
up to that computer.
Oh, Mike, there's a
call for you on line three.
Thank you. I'd appreciate
that very much. Thank you.
Homicide. Stone.
Good morning, Lieutenant.
Sleep well, I hope?
Oh, yeah.
You were a great help.
Mike, I've been thinking.
And it occurs to me
there must be a lot of guys
that you just burn to get,
but you can't.
Why don't you just
tell me their names,
and I'll take it from there?
Go on. Keep
talking. I'm listening.
Between the two of
us... You on the inside
and me on the outside...
There's a lot that can be done
to make this town
a better place to live.
Think about it.
If I wanted to get
in touch with you...
I mean, if I wanted to talk
to you about somebody,
how would I go about doing it?
Don't worry. I'll call you back.
Yeah.
Didn't get it.
Doyle, you mind telling me
what's going on down here?
Our contract calls
for completion
of those windows
at noon tomorrow.
You got that? Noon tomorrow.
Sure, Morry.
I'm coming down
here tomorrow morning.
If I have to bring in additional
people to finish your work,
the costs are gonna
come out of your hide.
You got that?
- Your hide.
- Yes, sir.
STONE: All right, what
did you come up with?
Bench sores and
a list of 582 names.
And now I have to
go through that list
and come up with
immediate probables.
That'll take at least
two, maybe three days.
I have to correlate it
with the whereabouts of
the individuals involved.
Excuse me, yeah,
excuse me, yeah.
Lucero's partner
just got busted.
He's down in booking.
Well, I hope you have enough
evidence to convict this one.
And just what do
you mean by that?
Because if he's set free,
you could have another
homicide on your hands.
Maybe.
And maybe not.
(door opens)
Give me a beer.
Weren't you in
here the other day?
Yeah.
Yeah.
I was, uh, kind of loaded.
I guess I said some
things that were...
insulting.
That's okay. I understood.
Well, anyway, I'm sorry.
Don't apologize.
A lot of the things
you said were true.
I think everybody needs a
jolt of the truth now and then.
You did me a favor.
Hey, Marty, turn
that up, will you?
It was learned today
that Johnny Roscoe,
the long-sought partner of
the now deceased Joey Lucero,
was apprehended
earlier this afternoon
and charged with complicity
in the murder of police
officer Alfred D. Crane.
Roscoe had been the
object of intense investigation
and is set for a
preliminary hearing
tomorrow morning at 10:00 a.m.
Preliminary hearing my foot.
He'll get off just like Lucero.
Same thing.
Yes.
Exactly the same thing.
I don't believe it, Doyle,
I just don't believe it.
What do you do with your time?
Will you tell me? What?!
I'm working, Morry.
Oh, yes.
Friday noon.
This window is scheduled
for completion Friday noon.
You got that?
It is now 9:45.
You haven't even started yet.
I finished the south windows!
I know. I've seen them,
and they're purple. Purple!
You got that? Purple, Doyle?
P-U-R-P-L-E! Those
are supposed to be beige,
these windows are
supposed to be purple.
Look, we'll talk about it
later, all right? I'll be back.
Where do you
think you're going?!
I've got an
errand. I'll be back.
Just stop right there.
You're not going anywhere.
I'm going someplace!
You walk out of here,
you don't come back!
You hear me, Doyle?!
You finish this window or
you find yourself another job!
I've got another job!
The defendant will rise.
Now, as to this matter of bail,
Mr. Roscoe is not entitled
to it as a matter of right,
even though charged
with a capital offense.
But the court finds no reason
to deny it based on
the evidence produced.
Bail is set at $55,000.
Trial will begin in
Department One,
February 5, 9:00 a.m.
Bailiff, please take
charge of the defendant.
KELLER: Good
job, good job, yeah...
Not one day in jail, babe.
- You will until your bail is posted.
- Told you.
Boys.
Nothing to say, Riley.
Nothing to say.
STONE: Taking
pictures of everybody?
Everybody. You spot anything?
Nothing you can
put your finger on.
If he was there, I
think we missed him.
♪♪
This is Stone.
Everybody keep your eyes open.
The bait is in the trap.
♪♪
(sighs)
Yeah, I'm going to,
uh, take a little nap now.
Uh... why don't you give
me a call if I got any visitors?
Tanner, anything?
No, nothing.
You just keep your eyes open
for a man in a police uniform.
Right.
Steve.
Yo, everything's
just fine up here.
Just checking.
What time have you got?
Well, uh... the
big hand's on one,
little hand's on five.
(chuckles) Four years of college
and you can't tell time, huh?
Wise guy.
(doorknob rattling)
Dinnertime.
Little nervous
there, aren't you?
Just trying to be
a little cautious.
Well, then, you won't be
wanting dessert, I guess.
Well, I'm not going
to be that cautious.
Enjoy.
Thank you, sir.
(Keller sighs)
(phone rings)
El Cortez Hotel.
Good afternoon. Do you have
a Mr. Roscoe registered there?
Mr. John Roscoe?
Yes, sir.
Room 504, I'll connect you.
That won't be necessary.
I tried to connect
him, but he hung up.
All right, everybody keep alert.
Remember, the
last two times out,
he didn't miss.
STONE (over radio):
Attention, all units.
Rooftop reports a
guy in police blues
just entered the side entrance.
This is it.
STONE: Okay, remember,
we need an overt act.
I don't want him
for impersonating.
♪♪
Oh, Mike, he's in the elevator.
This is Stone. What's happening?
This is Harris. It's empty.
Todd, take the fire escape.
STONE: Must have
gotten off somewhere
between the lobby
and the sixth floor.
Block off the stairs
and the fire escapes.
My bet is, he's
still in that hotel.
You lost your bet, Mike.
Now give me your gun.
Very gently.
Now, don't make...
any quick moves.
Put that thing down.
Hands on the wheel.
DOYLE (over radio): Now
drive out, nice and easy.
Let's go, come on!
Get on the radio, tell them
he's holding a hostage!
STONE: Where are we going?
DOYLE: I'll let you know.
Mike locked the transmit
button down on his walkie-talkie.
Well, I don't see 'em.
He'll tell us which way.
DISPATCHER: All units in
the vicinity of Market and Geary,
tan four-door sedan, 1975 Ford.
This vehicle contains
suspect wanted in shooting.
Has hostage.
Approach with caution.
Last seen going west on Geary.
Approach with caution.
Tan four-door
sedan, two occupants,
now heading south on Franklin.
Turn right at the next corner.
STONE: On Franklin?
DOYLE: You heard me, turn right.
They're at the corner
of Geary and Franklin,
turning north on Franklin.
Tan four-door sedan
just turned right on Fulton,
heading east on Fulton.
Tan four-door sedan
heading east on Fulton.
Turn left at the next corner.
STONE: Is that
California Street?
DOYLE: Take a left!
Left on California,
that's going west.
He's going west, and he's
got the chase going east.
- I'll get it on the radio...
- No, no, don't use the radio.
He's listening on the
radio in Mike's car.
Nobody there.
Every cop in town is
going east on Fulton.
And we're going
west on California.
Why?
We had a good thing going, Mike.
We could have solved
a lot of problems.
That's no solution; it's murder.
It's justice.
An eye for an eye,
Mike. That's justice.
The courts are so
busy with the law,
they haven't time for justice.
They take their time to
look at a case with a...
cool, objective eye,
and then they decide
the guilt or the innocence.
Lucero was guilty,
and you know it.
I wasn't talking about Lucero.
I was talking about Williamson.
He raped and
strangled that girl.
- No.
- Yes!
STONE: He was nowhere
near Golden Gate Park that night.
He was over in
Sausalito in a bar.
There were ten witnesses.
DOYLE: You're a liar!
He was released
on a technicality.
STONE: The technicality
being that he was innocent.
Then why did we arrest
him if he was innocent?
Because he matched
the description.
Didn't have an alibi.
It took the Sausalito police
a few days to verify the story.
Is that true?
Well... call Dispatch if
you don't believe me.
Never mind.
It doesn't matter.
We all make mistakes.
I don't think there's one of
us on the force that hasn't.
You made a mistake,
Mike, I tried to help you.
You set me up.
Let's hope the next
guy that takes your place
will appreciate me.
You know, you've come a long way
for a guy whose only
interest was justice.
You murdered a
criminal in cold blood,
killed an innocent man, and...
and now you're
planning to kill a cop.
I want to ask you...
do you really
think that's justice?
As far as I'm concerned,
it's just plain killing.
Turn left at the next corner.
Follow that road into the park.
(tires squeal)
All right.
Pull off the road, over there.
Just tell me where
you want me to stop.
All right, Mike, get out.
Here we go.
- Hold it!
- DOYLE: Don't shoot!
Just hold it right
there, will you?
You wouldn't shoot me.
Look out, he's got my gun.
Come on.
All right, Tanner, cuff him.
No, let me do that.
It's a good thing you're
interested in justice.
(handcuffs click)
Because you're going
to get a good look at it.
Close up.
I was up all night
going through that list.
Finally narrowed it
down to three men.
What list?
Your friend, the guy
who killed Lucero.
Up all night working on it, huh?
Gentlemen, I have been
without sleep for 36 hours.
Here are the results:
James Duckett, his file;
Larry O'Brien, a possible;
and Eric Doyle.
Now, the character profile
I drew up fits him to a tee.
Eric Doyle is a hot
prospect for your friend.
If I were you, I'd look him up.
Eric Doyle. We're on our way.
- Come on, let's go.
- Mike, what you talking about?
- You got to tell him.
- Look, you heard the man.
- Talk to the man...
- Eric Doyle.
- He's a hot prospect.
- MURCHISON: Hey, fellas, uh,
do you mind if I ride along?
No, Lenny...
You go home, get
a good night's sleep,
and then we'll talk
about Eric Doyle
after you've had
some rest, okay?
Okay, Mike.
Oh, man... You're
not gonna tell him?
I'll tell him.
Don't worry, I'll tell him.
But it's safer to tell him after
he's had a good night's sleep.
Yeah, okay.
Are there any more questions?
All right.
Mr. Wilson, you're excused.
Will counsel please
approach the bench?
They're gonna let him go.
Easy.
That's the way I'm
going to have to rule,
so please return to
the counsel bench.
On the, uh, motion to dismiss,
the People not having
proved the prima facie case
against the defendant
Joseph Lucero,
the motion is granted.
(gavel bangs)
(gallery murmuring)
So much for our judicial system.
Two guys hold up a
store, wound three people,
kill a cop, and he just
walks out of here scot-free.
So he couldn't identify them.
Wouldn't identify 'em.
He picked Lucero
out of a lineup.
It took him what, six seconds?
All of a sudden, we go
to a preliminary hearing,
he loses his memory?
All right, so he
was intimidated.
It's happened before.
Yeah, well, maybe I should
intimidate that witness
and let him know
what it's really all about.
This case was dismissed.
Are you gonna forget that they
killed Al Crane in that robbery?
I'm not gonna forget anything.
I'll continue the investigation,
but I'm going to do it my way.
I want to do it by the book.
(man sighs)
You understand me?
Hear the words.
How do you feel about
the decision, Mr. Lucero?
How do you think I feel? Great.
I feel like singing.
Any requests?
Uh, do you think the
police overreacted
in the death of
a fellow officer?
The police do what
they always do.
They get a big case,
they try and pin it
on the first guy
that comes along.
- This time it didn't work.
- What are you going to do now?
I'm gonna go take a bath
and wash off the stink.
Hey, come here,
Ken. There's Stone.
Lieutenant? Lieutenant Stone?
I just wondered if
you had any comments
to make on Joey
Lucero being set free.
No. No comment.
What about the growing
criticism of the courts, Lieutenant?
Do you think that the courts
are permitting too many criminals
to go free on what are really,
uh, basically technicalities?
No. No comment.
Well, what about
the Lucero case?
Uh, since this was a dismissal
rather than an acquittal,
are you going to pursue
your case against him?
No.
I'll tell you one thing.
Joey Lucero's gonna get
his, and you got my word for it.
You get yourself back
to the office right now.
Turn that thing off, will you?
Okay, Ken, off.
Look, Frank, I'd appreciate it
if you wouldn't use that
piece of film on your newscast.
Come on, Mike,
this is good stuff.
- Angry policeman threaten...
- Personal favor.
Just file it and forget it.
Hey, haven't you ever heard
of freedom of the press?
Personal favor.
Okay... this once,
but you owe me one.
It's a deal.
DISPATCHER (over
radio): Three Boy Four.
Investigate a reported 261
at 1436 Benson Street.
Victim on premises.
Three Charlie Six.
418 at 4818 Irving Street.
All units in the area
of Fifth and Geary,
211 in progress at
liquor store at corner.
Respond Code Two.
Still there.
Repeat. All units in the
area of Fifth and Geary.
Fifth and Geary, armed
robbery in progress.
- Code Two.
- (over radio): Three Charlie Eight.
2945 Reed.
A 918, possible 221.
Three Adam Six.
1212 O'Farrell.
On the 531.
Bomb units en route.
Stand by to evacuate the area.
(tires squeak)
Eric, where the
devil have you been?
Oh, hi, Morry.
Don't give me that "Hi, Morry."
Just answer the question.
I was at Ransohoff's department
store putting in the windows.
- All day?
- All day.
I tried to reach
you on the phone.
They scoured the place for you.
What time did you call?
Obviously when
you weren't there.
Well, I... I had to go and
get some materials, Morry.
You were supposed
to call for materials.
I know, but, uh, it was just
staples and some pushpins,
so I went around the corner
to a stationery store and I paid
- for them myself.
- You get a receipt?
No.
Then it comes
out of your pocket.
Old Man Moonan wants
the west windows done
in the purple color scheme and
the south windows in the beige.
Got that?
Uh, uh, yeah, west...
purple, south... beige.
And we have to have
it done by Friday noon.
You got that? Friday
noon, or it's your neck.
You got that?
Got it.
And one of these days,
you're gonna get it. Pow.
(billiard balls clicking)
MAN: Hey, Marty.
Don't you think you've
got enough, Todd?
No, I'm still standing.
That's true, but
you're cheating.
You're holding onto the bar.
Hey, what are you doing here?
I thought you were
transferred to, uh...
plainclothes.
That's right, but
I'm still a cop.
Just thought I'd drop in and
give the place a little tone.
Yeah.
(scoffs)
How you doing, Todd?
Hey, Lieutenant. Have a beer.
No. No, I'm on duty.
Oh, that's all right.
We're all cops here.
How you feeling?
Are you checking
up on me, Lieutenant?
- That's right.
- Yeah.
I thought you
were way out of line
in the courthouse
this afternoon.
Yeah, well, I got a little hot.
I can understand that,
but that's no excuse.
I'm not gonna tell the
captain what happened today.
Well, that's big
of you, Lieutenant.
That's right.
I'm bending the regulations
a little in your favor.
I want you to know that.
Uh, you got a ride home?
I know how to get home, Mike.
Okay. Take care of yourself.
Yeah.
Hi. Buy you a beer?
Why would you want
to buy me a beer?
I don't know you.
I was in court today
when they let Lucero loose.
So what? So were
a lot of people.
I guess I'm just
trying to say I'm sorry.
For what, for me?
You sorry for me?
I know how you must have felt.
You don't know nothing.
Okay.
I don't want your beer,
I don't want your pity.
In fact, I don't want you
hanging around here.
I mean, you're nothing
and you're nobody...
- Harris, easy.
- Butt out, man.
I'm not your man.
I'm Sergeant Washington.
I'm telling you to cool it.
You don't belong here, so
what are you hanging around for?
You want to live off the blood
and sweat of other guys, huh?
Maybe you'll get
a little excitement?
'Cause you don't have
the guts to do it yourself.
Well, don't you ever
feel sorry for me, mister.
You haven't got the right.
You haven't earned it.
I'm sorry.
Creep.
He was in my class
at the academy.
He washed out.
That's tough.
♪♪
Don't say it.
I don't want to hear it.
Straighten up!
Square up those shoulders!
What do you think
you are, loose jelly?
You're nothing.
You're nobody.
And do you know why?
Because you
haven't got the guts...
to go out there
and do it yourself.
What have you done
to pay your dues?
Good cops are out
there getting killed.
The killers are
getting up in court
and walking out free,
and you just stand there.
Why don't you do something?!
You're not doing your part.
You're just taking up space.
Have you got that?
Hmm?
What do you think life is?
Do you think it's a free ride?
Well, let me tell you something.
You're not man enough
to wear this uniform.
(chuckles)
You know...
you're a lot like people, Jack.
You just stand
around... collecting dust...
waiting to come to
the end of the line
and have your ticket punched.
(laughs)
Well, I'm a different
breed of cat.
Did you get that, huh?
I'm another breed of cat.
And here... is where I get off.
- Joey Lucero?
- Yeah.
Put your hands up
where I can see them.
Wait a minute, what is this?
I said get 'em up!
You mind telling me
what this is all about?
You already know.
Officer Al Crane.
Oh, no, look, I had
nothing to do with that.
The court... I'm
off, they let me go.
You're in a different court now
and the verdict is
guilty as charged.
No.
(woman screaming)
It's all right, folks,
everything is under control.
Now, do you live
in this building?
Good. Will you please
go up to your apartment?
Call the police,
tell them there's a 217 in
progress at this address,
also to dispatch a backup unit
and to send a coroner's wagon.
Thank you, thank you.
DISPATCHER (over radio):
All units, 211, 8545 Geary.
A northern car to respond.
All units in the vicinity
of Kearny and Market,
419 in progress.
Repeat, all units in vicinity
of Kearny and Market,
419 in progress.
Juveniles involved.
Any unit in the vicinity
of Bay and Sixth,
stand by for an accident car...
You think I shot...
Well, everybody knows
how you felt about Lucero.
Lucero killed Al Crane.
I knew it, you knew
it, the witness knew it.
But we couldn't
convince the court.
Joey Lucero was guilty as hell.
So you tried him,
found him guilty.
Did you execute him?
Oh, come on, Steve.
The man was killed at
12:15. Where were you?
(sighs)
At home where they found
me, sleeping it off in my bed.
Will your wife testify to that?
No.
She left me three weeks ago.
(phone rings)
Yeah.
Uh-huh.
Okay.
The captain
wants to talk to you.
Is he gonna suspend me?
No, I don't think so.
He'll probably give you
some administrative duties
until we can
sort this thing out.
He's waiting.
Yeah.
KELLER: Think he did it?
He was pretty drunk.
Well, I've been
pretty drunk before.
I never went and
murdered anybody.
Well, Harris and Al Crane
were close friends for over...
hmm, over eight years.
That's a pretty big investment.
Maybe he wanted, uh,
Lucero to pay the interest.
Maybe.
The killer was a cop.
Yeah, but every cop
takes it personally,
another one gets hit.
Yeah, and one of
them might have taken it
a little too personally.
(phone ringing)
Homicide. Stone.
Hello, Mike, how are you?
Who is this?
Just a friend.
I called to tell you how
much I admire your work.
At this time of night?
You're still on the
job, aren't you?
That's because you're a cop.
A good cop, one of the best.
But sometimes even the
best can use a little help
every now and then,
like Joey Lucero.
I took care of him for you.
Well, uh, for you and Harris.
Listen, I... I don't
quite understand.
DOYLE: I executed
Joey Lucero tonight.
Oh, you did, did you?
Well, tell me: how many
times did you stab him?
Come on, Mike.
I wouldn't lie to you.
I have too much
respect for you for that.
All right, listen.
I shot him twice in the back.
Single-jacket,
hollow-point 92-grain slugs,
one high and to the
left, one dead center.
Correct?
Oh, I don't know.
I haven't gotten the
report from Ballistics yet.
Well, don't-don't
worry, it'll check out.
Now, look, Mike, I've got to go.
You hang in there.
You do your best.
And just remember,
you have help out here now.
No, wait a minute, uh...
I haven't had
time to call Ballis...
(dial tone)
KELLER: Yeah, Eddie, go.
No? Oh.
All right, thank you very much.
Didn't have time to get a trace.
What'd he say?
He said he was
out there to help.
He executed Lucero...
for me.
For you?
For me and Harris.
And if he's telling the truth,
we got a big
problem on our hands
because, uh... he seemed
to be enjoying himself.
Let's find out what the lab has.
Okay.
If everybody calling in
after knocking somebody off
would be as accurate
as your friend,
I'd almost be out of a job.
Single-jacket,
hollow-point, 92-grain.
Okay, is there any way he
could have known about that
if he didn't do it himself?
Steve, we didn't even know
before that call came through.
I hadn't even received
the slug for processing.
Well, how does it match
with Harris' weapon?
No dice.
It didn't match.
Okay.
Thanks, Charlie.
Anytime, but, uh,
before 3:00, okay?
(laughing): Yeah.
You know, it could be
Harris used another gun.
Oh, no way. Have you forgotten?
Harris was with the captain
when the call came through.
Yeah. Why does somebody
go around bragging
about blowing somebody off?
For kicks?
Let's talk to the police shrink.
No, no. No, no.
I can't even listen to
Lenny when I'm awake.
STONE: Come on.
MURCHISON: All violence
is a reaction to frustration.
Even the guy who
runs a red light
and broadsides somebody else...
He didn't want to wait.
Pass the ketchup, will you?
Your masquerading marauder
is a more severe example.
Thank you.
His frustrations
are deep, long-term,
- and probably incorrigible.
- No.
He called you because
he wanted your approval.
To be accepted in your eyes.
STONE: Are you ready to
take a stab at the profile?
Well, if he's
what I think he is,
he's a type, which
simplifies things.
He's what we call a police buff.
Interested in law
and always has been,
not because of justice per se
but because of the
power he senses
in those who enforce the laws.
Tell me, do any of them
try to become policemen?
Well, some do.
They usually don't make it,
partly because it isn't in them,
partly because it's
my job as a psychiatrist
to weed them out.
STONE: Let's talk
about my friend.
What would make him
want to become a killer?
Well, somebody
probably lit his fuse.
Yeah, witnesses did
say he wore a uniform.
Some wear uniforms in the
privacy of their own homes.
Go to pistol ranges,
shoot police specials
beside the regular line officers.
Hang around bars,
diners frequented by police.
Even go to court.
He's just got to be
part of the system.
Was it possible that this guy
could have been
in court yesterday
when Lucero was released?
Not just possible. Probable.
Mike, what's the
name of your, um,
your friend the photographer who
was asking questions yesterday?
- Frank Batz.
- Batz, right.
Lenny, I tell you
what I want you to do.
I want you to go through
the records of the academy
and the personnel bureau.
I want a list of all those
who failed the academy
and all those who, um, didn't
make it through probation.
- What?
- Yeah.
Take five years of the
civil service records, too.
Do you know what you're asking?
Then we'll begin
to break it down.
That must be about
300 guys, maybe four.
Well, the sooner you start,
the sooner we'll
have our answers.
- Enjoy your breakfast.
- Yeah, thanks a lot.
♪♪
Hold it.
The one behind the lawyer
and the one next to him.
(chuckles)
Boy, you look good, Mike.
You ever thought about
going into showbiz?
(chuckling): No, not lately.
(laughs)
I'll take that one.
How good will these pictures be?
With the new emulsions,
you'll get a better quality
than in a regular photograph.
Stop it.
Go back a little.
That one there.
It's a little fuzzy,
but I'll take it.
- Okay.
- That's it.
Thank you.
I'll have these stills for
you right after lunch, Mike.
By the way, now you owe me two.
Will you take my marker?
No.
(laughs)
Well, we figured, as bailiff,
you might know
some of these people.
- The regulars.
- Sure.
You'd be surprised how many
people come in here every day.
Day in, day out.
Cheaper than buying
a television, I guess.
- Yeah.
- It's free.
That's Harold Bing.
He's here all the time.
Nice old guy.
Bored, I guess.
Ah, some of these
faces I know, but...
not the names.
You might try George
down in Traffic.
He really gets some weirdos.
If you think of anything,
let us know, will you?
- Thanks.
- Sure.
Thank you.
DOYLE: Pardon me.
Yes.
Isn't there supposed to be
a trial in here this afternoon?
There was... a rape case.
People v. Williamson.
It was thrown out in
the first ten minutes.
On a technicality.
Are you a lawyer?
In a way.
Are you Jack Williamson?
I am.
You have been
sentenced to death.
What are you talking about?
The young woman.
Come on. The
case was thrown out.
On a technicality.
Because I didn't do it.
I wasn't even there.
I was over in
Sausalito in a bar.
(screams)
(phone ringing)
Mike Stone.
DOYLE (over
phone): Hi, Lieutenant.
Hope I didn't wake you.
This is your friend again.
I wanted to be
the one to tell you
that justice has been
rendered to Jack Williamson.
Who?
(over phone): He was up on rape.
The court let him go.
So that left it up to me.
The sentence was death.
(line clicks)
(sighs)
(phone rings)
Mike Stone!
MAN: Lieutenant, a
message from Inspector Keller.
Yeah.
A homicide at 646 Comstock.
Yeah, I just heard.
Yeah, I'll be right there.
So I opened my door
and there he was.
How tall was he?
I don't know. Maybe
five-eight, five-nine.
I don't know.
Would you mind taking a
look at some of these pictures,
- see if you recognize him?
- Oh!
Hey, I didn't get a good
look at him, you know.
He was definitely
wearing a uniform?
Oh, yeah. The hat, the buttons,
and the gun.
Oh, yeah. No, none of these.
Hey, I didn't get a good
look at him, you know.
Okay, thank you very much.
Why would a policeman
want to kill Mr. Williamson?
Wait a minute now.
We don't know whether
he's a policeman or not.
(chuckles) I might not be
too sure of a lot of things,
but one thing I am sure of...
I saw a policeman.
- No.
- No?
No, what you saw was a uniform.
Oh. (chuckles) Same thing.
Same thing. Same thing.
STONE: Did you
hear what she said?
That's exactly
what people will say
until we catch him.
Wait a minute.
No, wait a minute.
I can dial direct to New
York in ten seconds.
I can call anywhere in
the world in a minute.
Why does it take that
long to trace a call?
All right, I'd appreciate it
if you would hook me
up to that computer.
Oh, Mike, there's a
call for you on line three.
Thank you. I'd appreciate
that very much. Thank you.
Homicide. Stone.
Good morning, Lieutenant.
Sleep well, I hope?
Oh, yeah.
You were a great help.
Mike, I've been thinking.
And it occurs to me
there must be a lot of guys
that you just burn to get,
but you can't.
Why don't you just
tell me their names,
and I'll take it from there?
Go on. Keep
talking. I'm listening.
Between the two of
us... You on the inside
and me on the outside...
There's a lot that can be done
to make this town
a better place to live.
Think about it.
If I wanted to get
in touch with you...
I mean, if I wanted to talk
to you about somebody,
how would I go about doing it?
Don't worry. I'll call you back.
Yeah.
Didn't get it.
Doyle, you mind telling me
what's going on down here?
Our contract calls
for completion
of those windows
at noon tomorrow.
You got that? Noon tomorrow.
Sure, Morry.
I'm coming down
here tomorrow morning.
If I have to bring in additional
people to finish your work,
the costs are gonna
come out of your hide.
You got that?
- Your hide.
- Yes, sir.
STONE: All right, what
did you come up with?
Bench sores and
a list of 582 names.
And now I have to
go through that list
and come up with
immediate probables.
That'll take at least
two, maybe three days.
I have to correlate it
with the whereabouts of
the individuals involved.
Excuse me, yeah,
excuse me, yeah.
Lucero's partner
just got busted.
He's down in booking.
Well, I hope you have enough
evidence to convict this one.
And just what do
you mean by that?
Because if he's set free,
you could have another
homicide on your hands.
Maybe.
And maybe not.
(door opens)
Give me a beer.
Weren't you in
here the other day?
Yeah.
Yeah.
I was, uh, kind of loaded.
I guess I said some
things that were...
insulting.
That's okay. I understood.
Well, anyway, I'm sorry.
Don't apologize.
A lot of the things
you said were true.
I think everybody needs a
jolt of the truth now and then.
You did me a favor.
Hey, Marty, turn
that up, will you?
It was learned today
that Johnny Roscoe,
the long-sought partner of
the now deceased Joey Lucero,
was apprehended
earlier this afternoon
and charged with complicity
in the murder of police
officer Alfred D. Crane.
Roscoe had been the
object of intense investigation
and is set for a
preliminary hearing
tomorrow morning at 10:00 a.m.
Preliminary hearing my foot.
He'll get off just like Lucero.
Same thing.
Yes.
Exactly the same thing.
I don't believe it, Doyle,
I just don't believe it.
What do you do with your time?
Will you tell me? What?!
I'm working, Morry.
Oh, yes.
Friday noon.
This window is scheduled
for completion Friday noon.
You got that?
It is now 9:45.
You haven't even started yet.
I finished the south windows!
I know. I've seen them,
and they're purple. Purple!
You got that? Purple, Doyle?
P-U-R-P-L-E! Those
are supposed to be beige,
these windows are
supposed to be purple.
Look, we'll talk about it
later, all right? I'll be back.
Where do you
think you're going?!
I've got an
errand. I'll be back.
Just stop right there.
You're not going anywhere.
I'm going someplace!
You walk out of here,
you don't come back!
You hear me, Doyle?!
You finish this window or
you find yourself another job!
I've got another job!
The defendant will rise.
Now, as to this matter of bail,
Mr. Roscoe is not entitled
to it as a matter of right,
even though charged
with a capital offense.
But the court finds no reason
to deny it based on
the evidence produced.
Bail is set at $55,000.
Trial will begin in
Department One,
February 5, 9:00 a.m.
Bailiff, please take
charge of the defendant.
KELLER: Good
job, good job, yeah...
Not one day in jail, babe.
- You will until your bail is posted.
- Told you.
Boys.
Nothing to say, Riley.
Nothing to say.
STONE: Taking
pictures of everybody?
Everybody. You spot anything?
Nothing you can
put your finger on.
If he was there, I
think we missed him.
♪♪
This is Stone.
Everybody keep your eyes open.
The bait is in the trap.
♪♪
(sighs)
Yeah, I'm going to,
uh, take a little nap now.
Uh... why don't you give
me a call if I got any visitors?
Tanner, anything?
No, nothing.
You just keep your eyes open
for a man in a police uniform.
Right.
Steve.
Yo, everything's
just fine up here.
Just checking.
What time have you got?
Well, uh... the
big hand's on one,
little hand's on five.
(chuckles) Four years of college
and you can't tell time, huh?
Wise guy.
(doorknob rattling)
Dinnertime.
Little nervous
there, aren't you?
Just trying to be
a little cautious.
Well, then, you won't be
wanting dessert, I guess.
Well, I'm not going
to be that cautious.
Enjoy.
Thank you, sir.
(Keller sighs)
(phone rings)
El Cortez Hotel.
Good afternoon. Do you have
a Mr. Roscoe registered there?
Mr. John Roscoe?
Yes, sir.
Room 504, I'll connect you.
That won't be necessary.
I tried to connect
him, but he hung up.
All right, everybody keep alert.
Remember, the
last two times out,
he didn't miss.
STONE (over radio):
Attention, all units.
Rooftop reports a
guy in police blues
just entered the side entrance.
This is it.
STONE: Okay, remember,
we need an overt act.
I don't want him
for impersonating.
♪♪
Oh, Mike, he's in the elevator.
This is Stone. What's happening?
This is Harris. It's empty.
Todd, take the fire escape.
STONE: Must have
gotten off somewhere
between the lobby
and the sixth floor.
Block off the stairs
and the fire escapes.
My bet is, he's
still in that hotel.
You lost your bet, Mike.
Now give me your gun.
Very gently.
Now, don't make...
any quick moves.
Put that thing down.
Hands on the wheel.
DOYLE (over radio): Now
drive out, nice and easy.
Let's go, come on!
Get on the radio, tell them
he's holding a hostage!
STONE: Where are we going?
DOYLE: I'll let you know.
Mike locked the transmit
button down on his walkie-talkie.
Well, I don't see 'em.
He'll tell us which way.
DISPATCHER: All units in
the vicinity of Market and Geary,
tan four-door sedan, 1975 Ford.
This vehicle contains
suspect wanted in shooting.
Has hostage.
Approach with caution.
Last seen going west on Geary.
Approach with caution.
Tan four-door
sedan, two occupants,
now heading south on Franklin.
Turn right at the next corner.
STONE: On Franklin?
DOYLE: You heard me, turn right.
They're at the corner
of Geary and Franklin,
turning north on Franklin.
Tan four-door sedan
just turned right on Fulton,
heading east on Fulton.
Tan four-door sedan
heading east on Fulton.
Turn left at the next corner.
STONE: Is that
California Street?
DOYLE: Take a left!
Left on California,
that's going west.
He's going west, and he's
got the chase going east.
- I'll get it on the radio...
- No, no, don't use the radio.
He's listening on the
radio in Mike's car.
Nobody there.
Every cop in town is
going east on Fulton.
And we're going
west on California.
Why?
We had a good thing going, Mike.
We could have solved
a lot of problems.
That's no solution; it's murder.
It's justice.
An eye for an eye,
Mike. That's justice.
The courts are so
busy with the law,
they haven't time for justice.
They take their time to
look at a case with a...
cool, objective eye,
and then they decide
the guilt or the innocence.
Lucero was guilty,
and you know it.
I wasn't talking about Lucero.
I was talking about Williamson.
He raped and
strangled that girl.
- No.
- Yes!
STONE: He was nowhere
near Golden Gate Park that night.
He was over in
Sausalito in a bar.
There were ten witnesses.
DOYLE: You're a liar!
He was released
on a technicality.
STONE: The technicality
being that he was innocent.
Then why did we arrest
him if he was innocent?
Because he matched
the description.
Didn't have an alibi.
It took the Sausalito police
a few days to verify the story.
Is that true?
Well... call Dispatch if
you don't believe me.
Never mind.
It doesn't matter.
We all make mistakes.
I don't think there's one of
us on the force that hasn't.
You made a mistake,
Mike, I tried to help you.
You set me up.
Let's hope the next
guy that takes your place
will appreciate me.
You know, you've come a long way
for a guy whose only
interest was justice.
You murdered a
criminal in cold blood,
killed an innocent man, and...
and now you're
planning to kill a cop.
I want to ask you...
do you really
think that's justice?
As far as I'm concerned,
it's just plain killing.
Turn left at the next corner.
Follow that road into the park.
(tires squeal)
All right.
Pull off the road, over there.
Just tell me where
you want me to stop.
All right, Mike, get out.
Here we go.
- Hold it!
- DOYLE: Don't shoot!
Just hold it right
there, will you?
You wouldn't shoot me.
Look out, he's got my gun.
Come on.
All right, Tanner, cuff him.
No, let me do that.
It's a good thing you're
interested in justice.
(handcuffs click)
Because you're going
to get a good look at it.
Close up.
I was up all night
going through that list.
Finally narrowed it
down to three men.
What list?
Your friend, the guy
who killed Lucero.
Up all night working on it, huh?
Gentlemen, I have been
without sleep for 36 hours.
Here are the results:
James Duckett, his file;
Larry O'Brien, a possible;
and Eric Doyle.
Now, the character profile
I drew up fits him to a tee.
Eric Doyle is a hot
prospect for your friend.
If I were you, I'd look him up.
Eric Doyle. We're on our way.
- Come on, let's go.
- Mike, what you talking about?
- You got to tell him.
- Look, you heard the man.
- Talk to the man...
- Eric Doyle.
- He's a hot prospect.
- MURCHISON: Hey, fellas, uh,
do you mind if I ride along?
No, Lenny...
You go home, get
a good night's sleep,
and then we'll talk
about Eric Doyle
after you've had
some rest, okay?
Okay, Mike.
Oh, man... You're
not gonna tell him?
I'll tell him.
Don't worry, I'll tell him.
But it's safer to tell him after
he's had a good night's sleep.
Yeah, okay.