The Streets of San Francisco (1972–1977): Season 4, Episode 6 - Deadly Silence - full transcript
Stone is hit by a getaway van after a robbery, but manages to shoot one of the robbers. When the man dies, his wife and accomplice vows revenge against Stone.
(theme music playing)
Salami.
What?
That should have
been the tip-off... salami.
Turn right here, will
you, up on the corner?
Best salami in town
right down that block.
And you can pick
out the kind you like.
Why should I buy your salami?
Because you're gonna eat it...
tonight at my birthday party.
Oh, man, it was
supposed to be a surprise.
(Stone laughs)
It still is a surprise.
She doesn't know that I know.
I guess that's right.
Move in right here.
MAN (over radio):
All units, liquor store,
100 block, Sixth
Street, 211 in progress.
Hey, we're two blocks away.
MAN: All units in area.
Come on, let's move it.
(tires squealing)
(tires squealing)
(engine starting)
Hold it!
(van door closes)
(tires squealing)
Hold it, I said!
(tires squealing)
(tires squealing)
(panting)
Oh, sweet lord.
We done it good.
We done it good this time.
(gasps)
Jeff? Jeff?
Oh.
(woman groans)
(groaning)
Oh, Jeff.
(tires squealing)
How bad is he?
I can't stop the bleeding.
Okay, put the van
away. I'll carry him inside.
We got to get him back on his
feet, and get moving, you know.
That was a cop I hit back there.
If he dies, they're gonna be
on us like feathers on a chicken.
Careful, Rudy, please.
Hey, whoever heard of a man
dying on his honeymoon, huh?
A day or two,
he'll be all right.
Be as good as new. You'll see.
You know, we can't
tell more till he's awake.
That doesn't tell me anything.
Well, we don't know anything.
Have you called Jean?
No. I was waiting till I
had something to tell her.
Well, just tell
her not to worry.
Tell her not to worry. Sure.
Nothing's helping,
and I don't know
what else to do.
(sniffles)
We got to get a doctor.
It's a gunshot wound, Jodi.
I know what kind of wound it is.
Get a doctor.
Doctors have got to report
gunshot wounds to the police.
Look, you just get him
here, and I'll see to it
he don't report
nothing to nobody.
What'll I tell him?
Well, since the doctor's gonna
want to know what's wrong.
Well, then, you tell him a lie.
You tell him anything,
but you just get him here.
(sighs)
(phone ringing)
Hello.
Yeah, Jeannie, it's, uh, Steve.
Hi. I'll give you
one quick minute.
I've got every burner
on the stove going.
Just keep him away till 7:00.
Listen, um,
something's happened.
Um, not to worry...
Steve, what is it?
KELLER: Mike got hit by a van.
He's got no broken
bones, nothing like that,
but he's under observation
here at County Hospital.
I'll be there as fast as I can.
Wait. Wait a minute.
Dr. Reynolds is with him
right now, Jeannie. It's all right.
I'll be there.
JEFF: Jodi?
Yes, Jeff?
You all right?
Yeah, I'm all right.
What happened?
Well, you... you got shot.
Sure does take your breath away.
Well, you're gonna be all right.
Where are we?
Back home.
Tennessee?
San Francisco.
I remember, we got married
the day 'fore yesterday, huh?
It was two weeks ago.
(laughing)
My, my, how time flies
when you're having fun.
(laughs) Yeah.
That's what my mama
always used to say.
"My, my, how time flies
when you're having fun."
I'm tired, honey.
I'm so tired.
I know.
How much we get?
$1,200.
That's enough. We
can go home now.
I'm sorry, Jeff. I'm
sorry I got you into this.
Hey, everything
went just like you said.
Just like you said
it would, didn't it?
We got the money,
didn't we? Uh-huh?
Yeah. Yeah, yeah,
we got the money.
We can go home in style now.
(quiet breathing)
Oh, come on, Doc.
It's nothing but a
bump on the head.
Mm-hmm. Well, we're
gonna have to keep you
under observation till morning.
What are you mumbling about?
Didn't you hear me?
Yeah.
Oh, yeah. Yeah,
I heard you. I...
Oh, come on, come
on now. Back down.
Come on.
Oh. (loud breathing)
(groans)
Yeah, I haven't had a
head like this since...
since I can't remember when.
(door opening)
I tried three doctors, and
none of 'em would come.
I told 'em I had a friend
who fell down a flight
of stairs and was dying.
And they just said,
"Call an ambulance,
get him to a hospital."
It was like they
didn't even care.
It's all right, Rudy. He's dead.
I'm sorry, baby.
We got to bury him.
Where?
That crawl space
under the stairs.
Now, we got to
get out of this town.
That's what we got to do.
Now, that cop I hit is
in the County Hospital.
He's a police lieutenant.
I heard it on the radio.
If he dies, they're gonna
close this town up tighter than...
Yeah, yeah, but, well,
well, we got to bury him.
Now, please, Rudy.
- Please don't make me leave him like that.
- Now...
Listen. Okay,
I'll take care of it.
I'll-I'll take care of it, okay?
Okay.
Rudy?
Did you hear what the
name of that cop was?
Uh... Stone or
something like that.
Why?
Just wondering
who it was killed Jeff.
Yes, Operator, uh, I'd
like the number, please,
of the County Hospital.
Thank you.
Hello. Uh, yes, you can.
Uh, I guess I'd like
Emergency, please.
Well, you see, I-I
heard on the radio
that a-a friend
of mine was hurt.
Lieutenant Stone.
Yes, and I was, uh,
hoping maybe you could
tell me if he was all right?
I'm so glad.
Uh... can I talk to him?
Uh, could...
How would I send him something?
I see.
Uh, yeah, thank you.
Oh, wait. Um...
if I wanted to call back, uh,
what-what room do I ask for?
266. Thank you.
Thank you very much.
But that is not the
point, and you know it!
STONE: Then what is?
Look, all the doctor
wants you to do
is just take it easy
for a couple of days.
All right.
I took a snooze for
a couple of hours.
Now I want to go home.
Mike, what harm is spending
the night here gonna do?
At least you can sleep.
Sleep on this bed?
Lie down. Go ahead, try it.
A sack full of rocks.
Look, get the doc.
I am going home.
All right, okay, if that's
what you want to do.
I'll give it a
try. I'll be back.
He wants to go home...
(tires squeak)
This isn't a prison, Jean.
I can't keep him
here against his will.
But what if he gets
sick during the night?
Uh, just watch him.
If you notice any signs
of confusion, dizziness,
his headaches get
worse, just give me a call.
I don't care what time it is.
Nurse, we're releasing 266.
Would you get me a
wheelchair, please?
This is a release form.
If you had the sense
you were born with,
you wouldn't even
ask me to sign it.
But you don't, so that is that.
Happy birthday.
It's about the best
present I've gotten all day.
Now, if someone
will just get my hat.
Hold it.
Wheelchair.
Wheelchair? What are you
talking about, wheelchair?
- I was walking! You saw me walk!
- Hospital rules.
Once you're out of here,
you can hop, skip and jump.
And you better not
while I'm around.
Nurse!
The world's going
to pot in a basket.
Nurse!
♪♪
♪♪
When I get home,
I want you ready
to go back to
school, understand?
Yes, sir. Anything you say, sir.
What?
I said, I'll make
a deal with you.
You stay home today, and
I'll go back to school tomorrow.
Well, I've got a job to do.
Well, so do I...
Taking care of you.
Look, even Iron Mike
needs a day off now and then.
What about next July
when the fish are biting?
You see?
(chuckles)
I just got up too fast.
(car horn blaring)
(tires screech)
Jodi, now we done
all we can do for him.
We buried him, we
said all the words.
There's nothing else we can do.
It's time we
thought of ourselves.
I'm not just running
out and leaving him.
He's dead, baby.
And don't call me "baby!"
I-I've been a woman and
then a wife and now a widow,
and that's all in
the same month.
I'm still on my honeymoon!
Sis, Sis, it's over.
No. See, it's not gonna
be over till that cop's dead.
Boy, now, that is dumb.
That-that is really dumb.
Maybe so, but my mind's made up.
You don't even know
what he looks like!
I know where he
works; I can go find out.
I wish we'd never
come here. I just wish...
This was my idea, not yours.
Oh, come on, now, don't
start blaming yourself.
Me and Jeff... we knew
what we was doing.
Oh, yeah, yeah, I bet you did.
Was-was it your idea to get
a house you couldn't afford?
Get some nice clothes,
some... this trip west?
Was it?
I'm gonna ditch that van so
nobody can trace it back to us.
Then I'm gonna come
back here and pack up.
And then I'm cutting out.
I'm warning you... whether
you're here or not, I'm leaving.
Take care of yourself, Rudy.
Maybe he didn't
even see the car.
I don't think he heard
that car coming, Steve.
He didn't hear half of what
I said to him this morning.
Okay, I'll keep an eye on him.
Well, if you need me...
I'll call you, yeah.
I'll see you later,
Jeannie. Bye.
- Morning.
- Morning.
I'm late.
Morning.
That owner of that liquor
store died about midnight.
Never regained consciousness.
The description of
that van that hit you
matches the one that
was stolen in Monterey.
I got an APB out on it now.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mm-hmm.
Sounds like the same one.
Did you get out an APB?
Yeah.
What?
Yeah.
Yeah, what about the
owner of the liquor store?
He died about midnight.
You sure you're all right?
Oh, yeah, yeah.
That clout on my head
left some cotton in my ear.
It'll clear up.
Why don't you take
the rest of the day off?
Are you kidding?
I've done this job
when I was sick,
when I had a temperature,
when it felt as though
someone had my head in a vice.
Don't worry, it'll pass by noon.
Now, what else do you have?
Are you looking for someone?
Oh, why, uh, yes, Officer.
I would like, um, to
report someone missing.
Oh, well, you want
Missing Persons.
Ain't that what this is?
Uh-uh. You made a wrong turn.
It's the office across the hall.
Big sign.
Well, I-I guess that don't
make me too smart, does it?
Oh, well, we all make mistakes.
Yeah.
Do you know where
you're going now?
Uh, yes, sir, I do.
I know just where I'm going.
Oh, the van.
Wasn't that the van we're
supposed to be looking for?
'73-'74 van, beige with
black and red stripes.
- (engine starting)
- Let's check it out.
(phone rings)
Homicide, Stone.
Wait a minute, wait a minute.
Give me that again.
It's the van!
How many passengers?
Tell them to
maintain surveillance.
We're on our way.
Car three-boy-nine to
inspectors eight-one.
- You there, Mike?
- What's he saying?
Turn that thing up, will you?
Yeah, we read
you, three-boy-nine.
Suspect just turned off
Columbus on Greenwich,
proceeding west.
We're on our way.
Okay, take a right on Third.
Which way?
Right. Right!
(tires screeching)
(indistinct radio chatter)
Turn that damn
thing up, will you?!
It's up all the way!
(tires screeching)
He spotted us.
Headed west on
Greenwich, near Market.
Okay, three-boy-nine.
(siren wailing)
(sirens wailing)
(sirens stop)
♪♪
Mike! Get out of the way!
Get out of the way!
(echoes): Mike!
Mike!
(panting)
What's wrong with you, huh?!
Didn't you hear
me yelling at you?!
Don't you hear anything?!
He almost killed you.
He had the bead on
you; he could've killed you!
You almost bought it because
I couldn't tell where he was.
I couldn't tell where the
sounds were coming from.
It's okay, Mike. It's all right.
No, it's not okay!
I've got to stop kidding myself.
No, there's something
wrong with me.
I-I got to find out what it is.
(electronic tones
beeping quietly)
All right, now I'm
going to present
the same tones
to your right ear.
Whenever you hear the
tones, raise your hand.
(electronic tones
beeping quietly)
Ossicular discontinuity.
Which is consistent with
the otologist's findings.
Well, now that's great,
but what would you call it
down at the corner saloon?
You've lost the
hearing in your right ear.
And to have any
perspective on sound...
How far away it is and what
direction it's coming from...
Well, your brain needs the
stereo effect of both ears.
On one side I'm
deaf; is that it?
Oh, yes.
See, the accident dislodged
the three small bones
in your middle ear
which transmit sound.
Well, how do you lodge
them back in again?
An operation.
Well, when do we start?
Well, that's up to your doctor.
You might want another
audiological examination.
No, no. Reynolds
said you were the best,
so what have I got to lose?
You have still got one good ear.
You need two to be a cop.
What's the matter
with a desk job?
Now, stop beating
about the bush.
What is it you want to say?
Your right ear has
suffered a traumatic shock.
Now, you may regain
some hearing in time.
On the other hand, if you
decide on the operation,
it is not successful,
you may have a permanent
hearing loss in that ear.
What we call a-a dead ear.
Totally deaf.
What you're saying is that I
could buy my own pension.
Are you still so eager
for that operation?
No, I'll have to
think that over.
(knocking on door)
WOMAN: Miss Dixon?
- Uh, just a minute.
- (knocking continues)
WOMAN: Miss Dixon?
Just... Oh... All
right, come on in.
(sighs)
(door closes)
I don't think
I've left anything.
You owe $25 even.
- Oh.
- That's for the cleaning fee.
Yeah, I forgot.
Um, sorry my husband
didn't pay you before. Got it.
Uh, if you come next
door, I'll write you a receipt.
I-I don't think I need one.
Any forwarding address?
What you want one for?
Mm, case you get any mail,
or that young fellow
with the van comes back.
No, he won't be coming back.
Bye.
(door closes)
KELLER: Yeah,
it'll be good for you
to get away for a couple
of weeks, you know?
Get a rest.
Yeah. Sit out in the sun.
Sure.
Get myself a tan.
You know, I might even
drive up to the mountains,
do a little fishing.
Yeah, you take it easy.
I'll take care
of all of it here.
Not all of it.
Just your share for a change.
Tanner's gonna be working
with you till I get back.
Oh, wait a minute.
(chuckling): Can't
forget this, huh?
Want me to drive you home?
No. No, thanks.
Jeannie's waiting
for me downstairs.
Well, I'll... Mike...
I'll see you, smiley.
Mike? Mike?
Send me a postcard?
Drive me over to the
Mission station house.
There's somebody
I want to talk to.
Dave Paxton?
Yeah. You don't have to wait.
Oh, I don't mind.
Look, I can find my way home.
I may be half deaf,
but I'm not half dumb.
(brakes squeak)
(engine revving)
I'll see you at home.
Place still smells the same.
Ugh! You get used to that.
Yeah, I guess you can
get used to almost anything.
Mike, you don't have to yell.
I'm wired for sound
and for silence.
(laughter)
Come on, I'll buy
you some coffee.
Oh, you'd be surprised
how great it makes you feel
to have the power to turn a
knob and shut out the world.
Sit down.
So, what are you doing here?
Well, I've been
thinking about you,
and I just thought I'd stop
by and see my old partner.
I heard about your accident.
Then you know why I'm here.
Next thing you're gonna do
is ask me if I'm happy, huh?
Stupid question, right?
(laughs)
Mike, that gun going
off next to my ear
is the greatest thing
that ever happened.
No more getting involved
with family quarrels.
(laughs)
No more high-speed
chases in the rain.
No more cops and robbers.
You got it made, huh?
Yeah.
You, uh, gonna buy an operation?
Wait a minute.
Why didn't you?
Uh, I'm a fatalist.
If anything can
go wrong, it will.
Look, I still got one good ear.
I got a job that's gonna
see me through to retirement.
Force takes care
of its own, Mike.
Come on in out of the rain.
We'll find a desk for you here.
Got something on
that kid driving the van.
- What?
- Rudy Nolan.
Records in Tennessee
and Kentucky.
What about the
bloodstains in that van?
Type O. Nolan was Type A.
- Type O.
- Mm.
- Could be Dixon.
- Who?
The gun Nolan was
carrying was purchased
by a Jeff Dixon in Nevada.
Why don't you see if
Dixon's got a record
and if he and Nolan ever
worked together as a team?
TANNER: Right.
Yeah. Homicide.
Inspector Keller.
What are you doing in my office?
Taking over?
Always trying,
Mike. Always trying.
How you doing?
Fine, fine. I just
thought I'd check in.
Any new leads?
KELLER: Yeah, we
got a couple here.
Couple of names.
A Rudy Nolan and a Jeff Dixon.
Nolan... he's got a record
in the South... little stuff.
And Dixon... he purchased
the gun in Nevada.
Now, Robbery tells me
it's the same one used
in three holdups in
California, same M.O.
Well, what about the third man?
KELLER: Nothing yet, no.
Say, maybe I ought to come in,
just sort of give
a helping hand.
(laughs) Thought
you were supposed
to be taking a vacation.
I know, I know.
I just thought...
We can handle it, Mike.
Sure.
Sure, you will.
Well, at least you
know where to find me.
I'll see you.
(line clicks)
(sighs)
(sighs)
Feel like a game of cribbage?
Not now.
Oh, I picked up some
sports magazines
at the store for
you this morning.
Maybe you'll have
time to do more
than just look at
the pictures, huh?
Maybe later.
Well, how about some TV?
There's a good Western...
- You know what I'd like?
- Name it.
I'd like it if you went back
to school where you belong.
Ah. I'm a pest, huh?
That's right, a pest.
Beautiful like your
mother, but a pest.
I'm going for a walk.
Oh, okay.
STONE: Alone!
Don't be late for lunch!
(bus brakes squeak)
(bus engine revving)
(sighs)
(skateboard wheels
gliding on pavement)
His whole life's wrapped
up in that damn office.
You take that away from
him, and what does he have?
He's got you.
That's why I called.
I don't know how
to help him, Steve.
He's scared.
Well, not about the operation,
but what comes later.
You know, he's never
even joked about retiring.
Hey, Jeannie, come on.
He's gonna pull through.
It's you I'm worried about.
Me?
Yeah, you're such, um...
You know, you're
such a good nurse.
You know he hates that.
Oh, hell!
(laughs): Hell?
Is that kind of language
coming out of you?
The only kind you dumb
cops ever understand.
Look, I am not trying
to baby my own father.
Good. Then everything's
gonna be okay.
We can have dinner.
What?
Well, you still got the
birthday cake, right?
I'll bring some ice cream.
We'll surprise him
and have a party.
(laughs)
Okay.
Be here at 7:00?
All right.
Jeannie... Jeannie,
don't worry about Mike.
However the operation
turns out, he's gonna be okay.
I'll see you.
(gunshot)
I tell you, it's right there
in the ballistics report.
The same gun that was used on me
killed the owner
of that liquor store.
I saw the report, Mike. I know!
I tell you what I
want you to do...
No, I'll tell you.
- I'm gonna put a 24-hour guard on you.
- A what?
That's right. A 24-hour guard,
and Drake here's
gonna run the first shift.
I don't need a guard.
Drake, he's your responsibility.
You're gonna have to see
that he gets home,
and you're gonna have
to keep an eye on him.
Okay, Lieutenant?
Drake, I said it's okay.
It's okay.
When you take over, you
really take over, don't you?
Drake, get him out
of here, will you?
All smiles, huh?
Okay, smiley,
when are you gonna put
your name on my door?
Doctors sure hate to
be patients, don't they?
I'll say. What do you got?
This. The lady says she knows
that van that was in the papers,
and she knows this Rudy Nolan.
Hey, Miss Stone.
Miss Stone?
Yes?
Well, it's, uh... it's
about your daddy.
There's, uh... there's
been an accident.
What? Where?
What happened?
Uh, well, see he was, uh...
he was crossing the street,
and, uh, well, he's been hurt.
- Oh, no.
- Well,
see, I-I... I can take you to
him in my... in my car, but...
- Oh.
- See, we got to hurry.
Move over, honey.
What do you want?
Just turn on the
machine and start driving.
(sighs)
Thanks a lot.
Want me to get
you a cup of coffee?
No.
Pillow? Blanket?
- A couple magazines maybe?
- Mike, I don't like this
any better than you
do, but I've got orders.
Okay.
If it gets too lonely
down here, come on up,
- we'll play a game of cards.
- (chuckles)
Thanks.
You sure there weren't
three men in here?
No, sir, two and a woman.
It'll take me a week
to clean this place up.
They left it looking
like a pigsty.
It's damp.
Oh, wouldn't you know it.
It's a clean rug, too.
Hey, what are you doing?!
Oh, what is it?
It's blood; one of
them got wounded.
Blood?
On my good mattress.
Steve?
We need to get a lab
man in here right away.
Well, we're gonna need
more than a lab man.
You better get a look at what
I just found under the house.
(phone ringing)
Stone.
JEANNIE: Mike, it's me.
Jeannie, I wondered
what happened to you.
I'm, uh, I'm near the Presidio.
Anything wrong?
The person who shot at
you today is here, next to me.
Jeannie, are you all right?
Mike, don't...!
Just what I told you.
Jeannie?
Yes, yes, I'm all right.
I-I have a message for you.
Do you have a pencil and paper?
Just a moment.
All right, honey.
"Drive through the Presidio
on Lincoln Boulevard.
"Stop at the gun emplacement.
"Then look for my beige scarf.
"There will be a dirt road.
"If-if you come
alone, I won't be hurt.
"I'll be released.
"If you don't, I'll die
like Jeff Dixon and Rudy Nolan."
Yeah.
♪♪
Presidio.
This was in his pocket.
KELLER: So what about it?
TANNER: Well,
that's the same girl.
She was up in
Homicide yesterday.
Said she wanted Missing
Persons, but she was just
standing there, looking
into Mike's office.
Maybe that's the
one in the red mask!
Eighty-one to headquarters.
This is an emergency.
Tell Lieutenant Stone
the third person in that liquor
store holdup is not a man.
It's Jeff Dixon's wife.
Dixon's dead, and
she's trying to...
This is Drake.
10-4. I'm on my way.
Mike?!
It's Bill Drake, Mike.
Mike?!
Mike?
Mike?
(sighs)
(birds singing)
What you looking at?
You.
Two eyes and a nose,
just like everybody else.
That doesn't tell me what
kind of person you are,
or why you want to kill Mike.
Jeff.
He was my husband.
All he wanted was
a... a house of his own
for us.
Except he didn't
have the money for it
so I showed him how to get it.
Just like I showed Rudy.
He was my brother.
First thing he ever
stole, he stole for me.
It was some lipstick.
$2,000.
That's all we
needed, and we had it.
For one minute
in that liquor store,
we had it all.
But see, when we came out,
your daddy was waiting for us.
Now I'm the only one
left to make this right.
See, that's why I'm here.
Waiting for him.
STONE: Stop here.
Here.
(birds singing)
(birds singing)
I'm here... Mike Stone!
All right, I kept my
end of the bargain.
Now keep yours.
(echoes): Daddy, watch out!
(panting)
Jeannie, are you all right?
JEANNIE: Yes!
Yes, Mike!
(grunting)
(distant siren wailing)
♪♪
(siren wailing)
(tires screeching)
It's Mike!
- Where?
- Over there.
Hey.
Hey, you, get away from there.
No!
(sobbing)
♪♪
Well, don't just stand
there; say something.
You know, we still have
the whole birthday cake left.
Oh, hold it, I can hear you.
Not so loud... I can hear you.
Now, your ear is going
to be sensitive to sound
for a few days.
Talk again.
What do you want us to say?
Oh, that's beautiful,
that's beautiful.
(laughing)
You know, she doesn't
need a voice to talk.
All she needs is
a pair of hands.
That's just, uh, too bad.
I was kind of getting used
to your office, you know.
What did you say?
JEANNIE AND
KELLER (laughing): Aw...
Salami.
What?
That should have
been the tip-off... salami.
Turn right here, will
you, up on the corner?
Best salami in town
right down that block.
And you can pick
out the kind you like.
Why should I buy your salami?
Because you're gonna eat it...
tonight at my birthday party.
Oh, man, it was
supposed to be a surprise.
(Stone laughs)
It still is a surprise.
She doesn't know that I know.
I guess that's right.
Move in right here.
MAN (over radio):
All units, liquor store,
100 block, Sixth
Street, 211 in progress.
Hey, we're two blocks away.
MAN: All units in area.
Come on, let's move it.
(tires squealing)
(tires squealing)
(engine starting)
Hold it!
(van door closes)
(tires squealing)
Hold it, I said!
(tires squealing)
(tires squealing)
(panting)
Oh, sweet lord.
We done it good.
We done it good this time.
(gasps)
Jeff? Jeff?
Oh.
(woman groans)
(groaning)
Oh, Jeff.
(tires squealing)
How bad is he?
I can't stop the bleeding.
Okay, put the van
away. I'll carry him inside.
We got to get him back on his
feet, and get moving, you know.
That was a cop I hit back there.
If he dies, they're gonna be
on us like feathers on a chicken.
Careful, Rudy, please.
Hey, whoever heard of a man
dying on his honeymoon, huh?
A day or two,
he'll be all right.
Be as good as new. You'll see.
You know, we can't
tell more till he's awake.
That doesn't tell me anything.
Well, we don't know anything.
Have you called Jean?
No. I was waiting till I
had something to tell her.
Well, just tell
her not to worry.
Tell her not to worry. Sure.
Nothing's helping,
and I don't know
what else to do.
(sniffles)
We got to get a doctor.
It's a gunshot wound, Jodi.
I know what kind of wound it is.
Get a doctor.
Doctors have got to report
gunshot wounds to the police.
Look, you just get him
here, and I'll see to it
he don't report
nothing to nobody.
What'll I tell him?
Well, since the doctor's gonna
want to know what's wrong.
Well, then, you tell him a lie.
You tell him anything,
but you just get him here.
(sighs)
(phone ringing)
Hello.
Yeah, Jeannie, it's, uh, Steve.
Hi. I'll give you
one quick minute.
I've got every burner
on the stove going.
Just keep him away till 7:00.
Listen, um,
something's happened.
Um, not to worry...
Steve, what is it?
KELLER: Mike got hit by a van.
He's got no broken
bones, nothing like that,
but he's under observation
here at County Hospital.
I'll be there as fast as I can.
Wait. Wait a minute.
Dr. Reynolds is with him
right now, Jeannie. It's all right.
I'll be there.
JEFF: Jodi?
Yes, Jeff?
You all right?
Yeah, I'm all right.
What happened?
Well, you... you got shot.
Sure does take your breath away.
Well, you're gonna be all right.
Where are we?
Back home.
Tennessee?
San Francisco.
I remember, we got married
the day 'fore yesterday, huh?
It was two weeks ago.
(laughing)
My, my, how time flies
when you're having fun.
(laughs) Yeah.
That's what my mama
always used to say.
"My, my, how time flies
when you're having fun."
I'm tired, honey.
I'm so tired.
I know.
How much we get?
$1,200.
That's enough. We
can go home now.
I'm sorry, Jeff. I'm
sorry I got you into this.
Hey, everything
went just like you said.
Just like you said
it would, didn't it?
We got the money,
didn't we? Uh-huh?
Yeah. Yeah, yeah,
we got the money.
We can go home in style now.
(quiet breathing)
Oh, come on, Doc.
It's nothing but a
bump on the head.
Mm-hmm. Well, we're
gonna have to keep you
under observation till morning.
What are you mumbling about?
Didn't you hear me?
Yeah.
Oh, yeah. Yeah,
I heard you. I...
Oh, come on, come
on now. Back down.
Come on.
Oh. (loud breathing)
(groans)
Yeah, I haven't had a
head like this since...
since I can't remember when.
(door opening)
I tried three doctors, and
none of 'em would come.
I told 'em I had a friend
who fell down a flight
of stairs and was dying.
And they just said,
"Call an ambulance,
get him to a hospital."
It was like they
didn't even care.
It's all right, Rudy. He's dead.
I'm sorry, baby.
We got to bury him.
Where?
That crawl space
under the stairs.
Now, we got to
get out of this town.
That's what we got to do.
Now, that cop I hit is
in the County Hospital.
He's a police lieutenant.
I heard it on the radio.
If he dies, they're gonna
close this town up tighter than...
Yeah, yeah, but, well,
well, we got to bury him.
Now, please, Rudy.
- Please don't make me leave him like that.
- Now...
Listen. Okay,
I'll take care of it.
I'll-I'll take care of it, okay?
Okay.
Rudy?
Did you hear what the
name of that cop was?
Uh... Stone or
something like that.
Why?
Just wondering
who it was killed Jeff.
Yes, Operator, uh, I'd
like the number, please,
of the County Hospital.
Thank you.
Hello. Uh, yes, you can.
Uh, I guess I'd like
Emergency, please.
Well, you see, I-I
heard on the radio
that a-a friend
of mine was hurt.
Lieutenant Stone.
Yes, and I was, uh,
hoping maybe you could
tell me if he was all right?
I'm so glad.
Uh... can I talk to him?
Uh, could...
How would I send him something?
I see.
Uh, yeah, thank you.
Oh, wait. Um...
if I wanted to call back, uh,
what-what room do I ask for?
266. Thank you.
Thank you very much.
But that is not the
point, and you know it!
STONE: Then what is?
Look, all the doctor
wants you to do
is just take it easy
for a couple of days.
All right.
I took a snooze for
a couple of hours.
Now I want to go home.
Mike, what harm is spending
the night here gonna do?
At least you can sleep.
Sleep on this bed?
Lie down. Go ahead, try it.
A sack full of rocks.
Look, get the doc.
I am going home.
All right, okay, if that's
what you want to do.
I'll give it a
try. I'll be back.
He wants to go home...
(tires squeak)
This isn't a prison, Jean.
I can't keep him
here against his will.
But what if he gets
sick during the night?
Uh, just watch him.
If you notice any signs
of confusion, dizziness,
his headaches get
worse, just give me a call.
I don't care what time it is.
Nurse, we're releasing 266.
Would you get me a
wheelchair, please?
This is a release form.
If you had the sense
you were born with,
you wouldn't even
ask me to sign it.
But you don't, so that is that.
Happy birthday.
It's about the best
present I've gotten all day.
Now, if someone
will just get my hat.
Hold it.
Wheelchair.
Wheelchair? What are you
talking about, wheelchair?
- I was walking! You saw me walk!
- Hospital rules.
Once you're out of here,
you can hop, skip and jump.
And you better not
while I'm around.
Nurse!
The world's going
to pot in a basket.
Nurse!
♪♪
♪♪
When I get home,
I want you ready
to go back to
school, understand?
Yes, sir. Anything you say, sir.
What?
I said, I'll make
a deal with you.
You stay home today, and
I'll go back to school tomorrow.
Well, I've got a job to do.
Well, so do I...
Taking care of you.
Look, even Iron Mike
needs a day off now and then.
What about next July
when the fish are biting?
You see?
(chuckles)
I just got up too fast.
(car horn blaring)
(tires screech)
Jodi, now we done
all we can do for him.
We buried him, we
said all the words.
There's nothing else we can do.
It's time we
thought of ourselves.
I'm not just running
out and leaving him.
He's dead, baby.
And don't call me "baby!"
I-I've been a woman and
then a wife and now a widow,
and that's all in
the same month.
I'm still on my honeymoon!
Sis, Sis, it's over.
No. See, it's not gonna
be over till that cop's dead.
Boy, now, that is dumb.
That-that is really dumb.
Maybe so, but my mind's made up.
You don't even know
what he looks like!
I know where he
works; I can go find out.
I wish we'd never
come here. I just wish...
This was my idea, not yours.
Oh, come on, now, don't
start blaming yourself.
Me and Jeff... we knew
what we was doing.
Oh, yeah, yeah, I bet you did.
Was-was it your idea to get
a house you couldn't afford?
Get some nice clothes,
some... this trip west?
Was it?
I'm gonna ditch that van so
nobody can trace it back to us.
Then I'm gonna come
back here and pack up.
And then I'm cutting out.
I'm warning you... whether
you're here or not, I'm leaving.
Take care of yourself, Rudy.
Maybe he didn't
even see the car.
I don't think he heard
that car coming, Steve.
He didn't hear half of what
I said to him this morning.
Okay, I'll keep an eye on him.
Well, if you need me...
I'll call you, yeah.
I'll see you later,
Jeannie. Bye.
- Morning.
- Morning.
I'm late.
Morning.
That owner of that liquor
store died about midnight.
Never regained consciousness.
The description of
that van that hit you
matches the one that
was stolen in Monterey.
I got an APB out on it now.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mm-hmm.
Sounds like the same one.
Did you get out an APB?
Yeah.
What?
Yeah.
Yeah, what about the
owner of the liquor store?
He died about midnight.
You sure you're all right?
Oh, yeah, yeah.
That clout on my head
left some cotton in my ear.
It'll clear up.
Why don't you take
the rest of the day off?
Are you kidding?
I've done this job
when I was sick,
when I had a temperature,
when it felt as though
someone had my head in a vice.
Don't worry, it'll pass by noon.
Now, what else do you have?
Are you looking for someone?
Oh, why, uh, yes, Officer.
I would like, um, to
report someone missing.
Oh, well, you want
Missing Persons.
Ain't that what this is?
Uh-uh. You made a wrong turn.
It's the office across the hall.
Big sign.
Well, I-I guess that don't
make me too smart, does it?
Oh, well, we all make mistakes.
Yeah.
Do you know where
you're going now?
Uh, yes, sir, I do.
I know just where I'm going.
Oh, the van.
Wasn't that the van we're
supposed to be looking for?
'73-'74 van, beige with
black and red stripes.
- (engine starting)
- Let's check it out.
(phone rings)
Homicide, Stone.
Wait a minute, wait a minute.
Give me that again.
It's the van!
How many passengers?
Tell them to
maintain surveillance.
We're on our way.
Car three-boy-nine to
inspectors eight-one.
- You there, Mike?
- What's he saying?
Turn that thing up, will you?
Yeah, we read
you, three-boy-nine.
Suspect just turned off
Columbus on Greenwich,
proceeding west.
We're on our way.
Okay, take a right on Third.
Which way?
Right. Right!
(tires screeching)
(indistinct radio chatter)
Turn that damn
thing up, will you?!
It's up all the way!
(tires screeching)
He spotted us.
Headed west on
Greenwich, near Market.
Okay, three-boy-nine.
(siren wailing)
(sirens wailing)
(sirens stop)
♪♪
Mike! Get out of the way!
Get out of the way!
(echoes): Mike!
Mike!
(panting)
What's wrong with you, huh?!
Didn't you hear
me yelling at you?!
Don't you hear anything?!
He almost killed you.
He had the bead on
you; he could've killed you!
You almost bought it because
I couldn't tell where he was.
I couldn't tell where the
sounds were coming from.
It's okay, Mike. It's all right.
No, it's not okay!
I've got to stop kidding myself.
No, there's something
wrong with me.
I-I got to find out what it is.
(electronic tones
beeping quietly)
All right, now I'm
going to present
the same tones
to your right ear.
Whenever you hear the
tones, raise your hand.
(electronic tones
beeping quietly)
Ossicular discontinuity.
Which is consistent with
the otologist's findings.
Well, now that's great,
but what would you call it
down at the corner saloon?
You've lost the
hearing in your right ear.
And to have any
perspective on sound...
How far away it is and what
direction it's coming from...
Well, your brain needs the
stereo effect of both ears.
On one side I'm
deaf; is that it?
Oh, yes.
See, the accident dislodged
the three small bones
in your middle ear
which transmit sound.
Well, how do you lodge
them back in again?
An operation.
Well, when do we start?
Well, that's up to your doctor.
You might want another
audiological examination.
No, no. Reynolds
said you were the best,
so what have I got to lose?
You have still got one good ear.
You need two to be a cop.
What's the matter
with a desk job?
Now, stop beating
about the bush.
What is it you want to say?
Your right ear has
suffered a traumatic shock.
Now, you may regain
some hearing in time.
On the other hand, if you
decide on the operation,
it is not successful,
you may have a permanent
hearing loss in that ear.
What we call a-a dead ear.
Totally deaf.
What you're saying is that I
could buy my own pension.
Are you still so eager
for that operation?
No, I'll have to
think that over.
(knocking on door)
WOMAN: Miss Dixon?
- Uh, just a minute.
- (knocking continues)
WOMAN: Miss Dixon?
Just... Oh... All
right, come on in.
(sighs)
(door closes)
I don't think
I've left anything.
You owe $25 even.
- Oh.
- That's for the cleaning fee.
Yeah, I forgot.
Um, sorry my husband
didn't pay you before. Got it.
Uh, if you come next
door, I'll write you a receipt.
I-I don't think I need one.
Any forwarding address?
What you want one for?
Mm, case you get any mail,
or that young fellow
with the van comes back.
No, he won't be coming back.
Bye.
(door closes)
KELLER: Yeah,
it'll be good for you
to get away for a couple
of weeks, you know?
Get a rest.
Yeah. Sit out in the sun.
Sure.
Get myself a tan.
You know, I might even
drive up to the mountains,
do a little fishing.
Yeah, you take it easy.
I'll take care
of all of it here.
Not all of it.
Just your share for a change.
Tanner's gonna be working
with you till I get back.
Oh, wait a minute.
(chuckling): Can't
forget this, huh?
Want me to drive you home?
No. No, thanks.
Jeannie's waiting
for me downstairs.
Well, I'll... Mike...
I'll see you, smiley.
Mike? Mike?
Send me a postcard?
Drive me over to the
Mission station house.
There's somebody
I want to talk to.
Dave Paxton?
Yeah. You don't have to wait.
Oh, I don't mind.
Look, I can find my way home.
I may be half deaf,
but I'm not half dumb.
(brakes squeak)
(engine revving)
I'll see you at home.
Place still smells the same.
Ugh! You get used to that.
Yeah, I guess you can
get used to almost anything.
Mike, you don't have to yell.
I'm wired for sound
and for silence.
(laughter)
Come on, I'll buy
you some coffee.
Oh, you'd be surprised
how great it makes you feel
to have the power to turn a
knob and shut out the world.
Sit down.
So, what are you doing here?
Well, I've been
thinking about you,
and I just thought I'd stop
by and see my old partner.
I heard about your accident.
Then you know why I'm here.
Next thing you're gonna do
is ask me if I'm happy, huh?
Stupid question, right?
(laughs)
Mike, that gun going
off next to my ear
is the greatest thing
that ever happened.
No more getting involved
with family quarrels.
(laughs)
No more high-speed
chases in the rain.
No more cops and robbers.
You got it made, huh?
Yeah.
You, uh, gonna buy an operation?
Wait a minute.
Why didn't you?
Uh, I'm a fatalist.
If anything can
go wrong, it will.
Look, I still got one good ear.
I got a job that's gonna
see me through to retirement.
Force takes care
of its own, Mike.
Come on in out of the rain.
We'll find a desk for you here.
Got something on
that kid driving the van.
- What?
- Rudy Nolan.
Records in Tennessee
and Kentucky.
What about the
bloodstains in that van?
Type O. Nolan was Type A.
- Type O.
- Mm.
- Could be Dixon.
- Who?
The gun Nolan was
carrying was purchased
by a Jeff Dixon in Nevada.
Why don't you see if
Dixon's got a record
and if he and Nolan ever
worked together as a team?
TANNER: Right.
Yeah. Homicide.
Inspector Keller.
What are you doing in my office?
Taking over?
Always trying,
Mike. Always trying.
How you doing?
Fine, fine. I just
thought I'd check in.
Any new leads?
KELLER: Yeah, we
got a couple here.
Couple of names.
A Rudy Nolan and a Jeff Dixon.
Nolan... he's got a record
in the South... little stuff.
And Dixon... he purchased
the gun in Nevada.
Now, Robbery tells me
it's the same one used
in three holdups in
California, same M.O.
Well, what about the third man?
KELLER: Nothing yet, no.
Say, maybe I ought to come in,
just sort of give
a helping hand.
(laughs) Thought
you were supposed
to be taking a vacation.
I know, I know.
I just thought...
We can handle it, Mike.
Sure.
Sure, you will.
Well, at least you
know where to find me.
I'll see you.
(line clicks)
(sighs)
(sighs)
Feel like a game of cribbage?
Not now.
Oh, I picked up some
sports magazines
at the store for
you this morning.
Maybe you'll have
time to do more
than just look at
the pictures, huh?
Maybe later.
Well, how about some TV?
There's a good Western...
- You know what I'd like?
- Name it.
I'd like it if you went back
to school where you belong.
Ah. I'm a pest, huh?
That's right, a pest.
Beautiful like your
mother, but a pest.
I'm going for a walk.
Oh, okay.
STONE: Alone!
Don't be late for lunch!
(bus brakes squeak)
(bus engine revving)
(sighs)
(skateboard wheels
gliding on pavement)
His whole life's wrapped
up in that damn office.
You take that away from
him, and what does he have?
He's got you.
That's why I called.
I don't know how
to help him, Steve.
He's scared.
Well, not about the operation,
but what comes later.
You know, he's never
even joked about retiring.
Hey, Jeannie, come on.
He's gonna pull through.
It's you I'm worried about.
Me?
Yeah, you're such, um...
You know, you're
such a good nurse.
You know he hates that.
Oh, hell!
(laughs): Hell?
Is that kind of language
coming out of you?
The only kind you dumb
cops ever understand.
Look, I am not trying
to baby my own father.
Good. Then everything's
gonna be okay.
We can have dinner.
What?
Well, you still got the
birthday cake, right?
I'll bring some ice cream.
We'll surprise him
and have a party.
(laughs)
Okay.
Be here at 7:00?
All right.
Jeannie... Jeannie,
don't worry about Mike.
However the operation
turns out, he's gonna be okay.
I'll see you.
(gunshot)
I tell you, it's right there
in the ballistics report.
The same gun that was used on me
killed the owner
of that liquor store.
I saw the report, Mike. I know!
I tell you what I
want you to do...
No, I'll tell you.
- I'm gonna put a 24-hour guard on you.
- A what?
That's right. A 24-hour guard,
and Drake here's
gonna run the first shift.
I don't need a guard.
Drake, he's your responsibility.
You're gonna have to see
that he gets home,
and you're gonna have
to keep an eye on him.
Okay, Lieutenant?
Drake, I said it's okay.
It's okay.
When you take over, you
really take over, don't you?
Drake, get him out
of here, will you?
All smiles, huh?
Okay, smiley,
when are you gonna put
your name on my door?
Doctors sure hate to
be patients, don't they?
I'll say. What do you got?
This. The lady says she knows
that van that was in the papers,
and she knows this Rudy Nolan.
Hey, Miss Stone.
Miss Stone?
Yes?
Well, it's, uh... it's
about your daddy.
There's, uh... there's
been an accident.
What? Where?
What happened?
Uh, well, see he was, uh...
he was crossing the street,
and, uh, well, he's been hurt.
- Oh, no.
- Well,
see, I-I... I can take you to
him in my... in my car, but...
- Oh.
- See, we got to hurry.
Move over, honey.
What do you want?
Just turn on the
machine and start driving.
(sighs)
Thanks a lot.
Want me to get
you a cup of coffee?
No.
Pillow? Blanket?
- A couple magazines maybe?
- Mike, I don't like this
any better than you
do, but I've got orders.
Okay.
If it gets too lonely
down here, come on up,
- we'll play a game of cards.
- (chuckles)
Thanks.
You sure there weren't
three men in here?
No, sir, two and a woman.
It'll take me a week
to clean this place up.
They left it looking
like a pigsty.
It's damp.
Oh, wouldn't you know it.
It's a clean rug, too.
Hey, what are you doing?!
Oh, what is it?
It's blood; one of
them got wounded.
Blood?
On my good mattress.
Steve?
We need to get a lab
man in here right away.
Well, we're gonna need
more than a lab man.
You better get a look at what
I just found under the house.
(phone ringing)
Stone.
JEANNIE: Mike, it's me.
Jeannie, I wondered
what happened to you.
I'm, uh, I'm near the Presidio.
Anything wrong?
The person who shot at
you today is here, next to me.
Jeannie, are you all right?
Mike, don't...!
Just what I told you.
Jeannie?
Yes, yes, I'm all right.
I-I have a message for you.
Do you have a pencil and paper?
Just a moment.
All right, honey.
"Drive through the Presidio
on Lincoln Boulevard.
"Stop at the gun emplacement.
"Then look for my beige scarf.
"There will be a dirt road.
"If-if you come
alone, I won't be hurt.
"I'll be released.
"If you don't, I'll die
like Jeff Dixon and Rudy Nolan."
Yeah.
♪♪
Presidio.
This was in his pocket.
KELLER: So what about it?
TANNER: Well,
that's the same girl.
She was up in
Homicide yesterday.
Said she wanted Missing
Persons, but she was just
standing there, looking
into Mike's office.
Maybe that's the
one in the red mask!
Eighty-one to headquarters.
This is an emergency.
Tell Lieutenant Stone
the third person in that liquor
store holdup is not a man.
It's Jeff Dixon's wife.
Dixon's dead, and
she's trying to...
This is Drake.
10-4. I'm on my way.
Mike?!
It's Bill Drake, Mike.
Mike?!
Mike?
Mike?
(sighs)
(birds singing)
What you looking at?
You.
Two eyes and a nose,
just like everybody else.
That doesn't tell me what
kind of person you are,
or why you want to kill Mike.
Jeff.
He was my husband.
All he wanted was
a... a house of his own
for us.
Except he didn't
have the money for it
so I showed him how to get it.
Just like I showed Rudy.
He was my brother.
First thing he ever
stole, he stole for me.
It was some lipstick.
$2,000.
That's all we
needed, and we had it.
For one minute
in that liquor store,
we had it all.
But see, when we came out,
your daddy was waiting for us.
Now I'm the only one
left to make this right.
See, that's why I'm here.
Waiting for him.
STONE: Stop here.
Here.
(birds singing)
(birds singing)
I'm here... Mike Stone!
All right, I kept my
end of the bargain.
Now keep yours.
(echoes): Daddy, watch out!
(panting)
Jeannie, are you all right?
JEANNIE: Yes!
Yes, Mike!
(grunting)
(distant siren wailing)
♪♪
(siren wailing)
(tires screeching)
It's Mike!
- Where?
- Over there.
Hey.
Hey, you, get away from there.
No!
(sobbing)
♪♪
Well, don't just stand
there; say something.
You know, we still have
the whole birthday cake left.
Oh, hold it, I can hear you.
Not so loud... I can hear you.
Now, your ear is going
to be sensitive to sound
for a few days.
Talk again.
What do you want us to say?
Oh, that's beautiful,
that's beautiful.
(laughing)
You know, she doesn't
need a voice to talk.
All she needs is
a pair of hands.
That's just, uh, too bad.
I was kind of getting used
to your office, you know.
What did you say?
JEANNIE AND
KELLER (laughing): Aw...