All language subtitles for nash_bridges_s04e19_angel_of_mercy

Please, you don't have to kill me.
Please, it didn't mean you. It didn't

you. I quit.

I'm sorry. Please, you don't have to
kill me. Please, I'm sorry.

Get on your knees!

Please! Stop!

No!

No, please, I beg you, please, no!

Right this way.

A couple of mountain bikers came across
it this morning.

Is it a him or a her? It's a him, and
he's been here a while, a couple years

least.

Where's the head?

Over there?

Well, just a death.

Yeah, I took a couple of these to the
head.

Well, now, there's an M .O. I was hoping
not to see again.

How long's it been? A half, three, four
years since we heard from the Bayside

Killer? Four come July.

Well, this work would be the first time
this victim was a man.

We know of. Do your thing, Harvey.

Let us know if this bastard would come
back to haunt. Yeah. Captain Bridges,

take a look at this.

Found his wallet, sir.

Well, well.

What? Look at the photo.

This is Angel?

For one tiny little problem, Angel isn't
dead.

Boxes of files. Homicide's all
interested in what we're doing.

Along with Zodiac Killer, this is
probably their most famous unsolved

together a summation of their hottest
leads right there.

Get ballistics on this current?

Yeah, perfect match. 44 caliber hollow
point, same as all the other victims.

CSU have anything?

Four years of exposure to wind and rain
and not much left. Nothing on the wallet

either. Well, Angel Dam sure didn't die
four years ago.

And I seriously doubt he's the killer.

So let's get his ass in here and see
what he knows.

How do you find an angel? Look for a guy
with a bad set of wings and no visible

source of income.

I'll start with the homeless shelters.

Go.

Richard Haven.

That's funny.

You know Haven, Angel?

Maybe it's not supposed to be funny.

What do you mean?

Oh, come on, man. You don't think Angel
is really an angel, do you?

Bubba, I don't know who or what he is.

Until I know more, I'm not going to
commit myself.

Harvey, how quickly can you get a
forensic reconstruction on Sophie?

I've got a buddy at Cal.

Invite him over.

Well, good morning, Ms. Cross, and
welcome back.

Well, it's very good to be back.

You know, I thought you were a little
something.

Oh, that's sweet. You didn't have to
think of me while you were gone. Well,

know, I didn't actually. My plane was
delayed in Dulles, so I had a little

to kill. I thought maybe you could use
this.

The Constitution of the United States.

Charming little creature, isn't he?

How'd the wedding go?

It was great. It went off without a
hitch.

Who got married?

My sister.

You didn't raise any last -minute
objections, did you? You know, just out

habit? Nope. Nope. Actually, the whole
experience was quite enjoyable.

I'll see you later.

There was nothing different about her.

Maybe it's her hair.

Maybe her clothes.

Oh, you didn't notice anything about
her, huh? No, I did notice one thing.

She smells good.

But that's not new.

Guess who called last night?

Wait, Leon. Hello?

Talking about Bonnie.

Bonnie? Your ex -wife, Bonnie?

Yeah, one and the same. Wants to meet
for coffee.

You're not going, right?

Oh, I'll go.

Come on, Harv. Have some self -respect.

I mean, after what she did to you. Evan
was married to the woman. I haven't seen

her in two years. I'm over her.

Yeah, well, if you were over her, then
you wouldn't be going. My advice, stay

away. Evan, we're having coffee.

May I help you? Yeah, we're here with
the SFPD.

We wanted to ask you a question about a
Richard DeHaven. You gave this as his

last known address.

I'm afraid I can't help you.

You don't know him, Mr. DeHaven? Well,
yes, of course. He lived in the

upstairs, but I haven't seen or heard
from him since he disappeared.

Darling, who is it?

It's the police.

Oh, hello.

Hello. Are they real cops, or did
somebody finally answer your ad? They

cops. They're looking for DeHaven.

Oh, tried the Church of Scientology.

Jerry subscribes to the theory that
Richard succumbed to a religious group.

There's something off about him.

I always thought he was a little light
and a little first.

Did you ever see him in a pair of wings?

Wing tips? Sure. Yeah, all the time.

Wings as in feathers.

Real wings? Oh, good God, no.

Oh, why wings? Mr. DeHaven resembles a
homeless fellow that we know.

He actually wears wings. Calls himself
Angel.

No, no, no. Richard was meticulous. An
investment banker. He collected

No. I can't see him living on the
street.

Unless he just snapped.

It happened.

I've witnessed it firsthand.

So there was no next of kin? None that
we're aware of, no.

If you really want to investigate
somebody, try the guy next door.

Very bizarre.

Alrighty then.

Thanks for your help. Bye.

Bye.

Look, I'm not going to hurt you. I just
want you to come down from there, okay?

You don't want to hurt yourself, do you?
I'm not going to hurt myself.

I'm a tarantula. Get away from my web.
Be gone.

Joe, can I talk to you for a second? I
kind of need a little favor. No, I'm

of busy right now.

Do you know anything about soccer?

You know anything about spiders?

Tarantulas are not spiders.

Hello.

Hi. Want a mate?

No, thanks.

There. Now can we talk?

Yeah, sure.

So, what's up?

My friend's doctor has ordered her to
stay in bed until her baby's born, so

has asked me to take over coaching
duties for her soccer team.

The problem is, I know absolutely
nothing about soccer.

Oh, I know you have a team, don't you?

Yeah. What team is it? It's the Cougars
for the Police Athletic League. The

Cougars.

Sure, I can help you out. Yeah? Yeah.
Really? That'd be great.

No problem. Just tell me when your next
practice is, and I'll run you through

it. Today? 4 .30?

No problem. I'll be there.

Really? Yeah.

Oh, thanks.

Thanks. Glad to help.

What's the story there, Joe?

I just fell into some unbelievably good
luck.

Really? What's that?

Well, you know I coach this girl's
soccer team for the police athletic

right? Yeah. Well, Caitlin has inherited
the job of coaching the team that my

team plays in the first round of the
playoffs.

Yeah.

Well, she doesn't know anything about
soccer. She asked me to help out.

Really? So what are you going to do
about it? Well, I'll make sure the girls

as good as they can. But with her
coaching, I don't see how much they may

moved into the second round.

Excuse me. Is this seat taken?

Bonnie?

Yep, it's me.

There you go.

Hey. That is great.

Girl, your hair, your... Everything.

You look wonderful.

Here, come, sir. Sit down, sit down. I
got you a latte.

I was hoping we could walk.

Okay, sure.

We can walk.

I came here for a very simple reason,
Harv.

To apologize to you.

I'm sorry.

Hey, water under the bridge. No, no, I
shouldn't have left the way that I did.

Christmas Eve?

That card?

I should have told you to your face why
I couldn't stay.

No, I don't know if that would have made
it easier, probably harder, but...

I wouldn't have minded hearing about
why.

I don't know if there's any way to say
this without you taking it the wrong

so I'm just going to be direct, okay?

We had five good years of marriage, but
living with you, Harvey, I just, I

wasn't able to be myself somehow, you
know?

It may sound ridiculous to you, but I
don't think that I could have become

I have unless I moved on.

I had to stop being what you wanted me
to be. Do you understand?

I get it.

Excuse me for loving you the way you
were, right?

No, I'm not blaming you, Harvey.

Oh, really?

Have you seen anybody?

a woman and a... How about you?

You got any time for a social life? What
with your shrink and your trainer?

So, okay, what?

You stop by, tell me you're sorry, check
me off the to -do list on your 12 -step

program? Look, I hurt you, Heidi.

I know it.

You didn't deserve it, and I'm sorry.

That's what I'm here to say.

I'm sorry.

Okay.

Will you forgive me?

I forgive you.

I heard about this place.

Well, you know, it's damp when it rains
and it rocks when it storms. Yeah, what

about a tour?

You know what? How about later, okay?
I'm so hungry. I don't want to miss my

reservation. Now, are you so hungry that
you just can't take five minutes to

show me around a little bit? Yeah,
actually, I am. Come on. Okay.

Well, hi.

Oh, hi.

I'm Captain Bruce McHugh.

Captain Nash Bridges. Coast Guard? Yeah,
Golden Gate Station.

I was just admiring your new digs.

Friend of yours?

We actually met last week.

My sister's husband's best man.

It's one of the great weddings of all
times.

Glad to hear it. I'd really love to sit
around and let you two talk, but I'm so

hungry I don't want to miss our
reservation, so... See you around again.

No doubt.

Who's that?

That would be Caitlin's sister's...

Husband's best man. So what's he doing
here?

Apparently they bonded at the wedding.

Interesting.

Not very.

Angel!

Hey!

It's good to see you. And you.

Careful, don't want to lose an eye with
those wings.

Angel.

Beautiful day, isn't it? Gorgeous. I'm
sure to you it is, Angel.

Thank you for the lift, officers.

Bless you both.

And you.

I'd stay away from birds and large
bodies of water.

I'd do it if I were you. Come on, Angel.

I'll be looking for you next.

What do you mean? I found you.

Pull up a chair, Angel. Rest your wings.

Thank you.

Listen, uh, this guy familiar?

No.

Should I know him?

Angel, look again.

Is that not you?

No, this isn't me.

His light's all wrong, his energy's
inverted, and his part's on the wrong

Hey, guys, you might want to see this.

Hey, this is my forensic
reconstructionist buddy that I was

Bertrand Winnicott and Ash Joe.

Bertrand? It's a family name, Captain.

You can call me Bert.

Bert it is.

Using the coroner's measurements, I've
been able to create a model of the

deceased.

Once you have a skeletal foundation,
frontal, temporal...

zygomatic bone, maxilla, and mandible.
You begin to lay down the musculature.

Again, the frontal, the orbicular of the
eye, the masseter, and from there you

add the variables, race, skin tone, eye
color, hair.

The model is usually very accurate.

Now he looks familiar.

Oh my God, it's you!

That's pretty damn accurate.

That's Angel.

That's not Angel.

Okay, then who's Hamlet?

I'm working on it.

Twin.

What?

Identical twin.

Could you have been a twin, Angel? Did
that ring any bells?

Sorry, Nash.

No bells.

Evan.

Check down to Haven's birth certificate.
See if he was a twin.

I'll shake the family tree.

Ronnie. Yes, sir. Take Angel up to
fingerprinting. He's got to come from

somewhere, and I want to know where.

You won't forget about my honey.

No, no, no. I won't forget. Go ahead. Go
with Ronnie.

After you, Angel.

You know, Ronnie, I used to be a
traitor.

Do you believe in divine intervention?

Not really.

So that time he saved my life, that
was... Coincidence.

Chance, luck, I don't know.

Where you going?

Get Angel with honey.

Joe, the Bayside Killer Task Force
developed a list of seven suspects, none

whom they could ever quite pin the crime
on.

And I'm thinking if we can just hook to
Haven with one of these guys, we'd have

a connection we never had before.

Run with it. At this point, I'll take
anything.

All righty.

Here you go, Angel.

English muffin with honey, courtesy of
your local police department.

Thank you, Knife.

You know...

Angel, we ran your fingerprints and
nothing came back but your SIU arrest.

I've known you, what, three or four
years now?

It occurs to me that I don't know
anything about you.

Do you read your Bible, Nash?

Yes, I do.

Then I assume you're familiar with
Exodus 2320.

God told Moses, I myself will send an
angel before you to guard you as you go,

to bring you to the place I have
prepared.

Give him reverence and listen to all
that he says.

I find that very comforting, Angel.

Right now, I've got a job to do.

Which means I've got a murder to solve.

And you're a big question mark.

I need some proof about you.

Faith exists independent of proof,
Nance.

From it comes the comfort that you seek.

I'm here to watch over you until my
resurrection.

That is all you need to know about me.

Well, it was raised in 1965, and they
warehoused all the files.

Do you want me to take it right out
there? I want those damn files. You got

Hey,

Coates.

Hey. Can't believe how quickly we've
come together. This is so great.

Very good.

Oh, you know what? I'm not going to need
your help anymore because my friend

Bruce, he volunteered.

All right, girl, it's a dribbling drill,
not an ice cream social. Come on, push

off the inside of your foot. Let's go.

Hey, Bruce McHugh.

Oh, hi. George Dominguez.

Keep it going, girls. Twice more
through. No breaks. Let's go. Let's go.

Hey, Paris Saint -Germain. That was a
good team.

Yeah, we were okay.

You used to play for them?

Yeah, for a couple of years before I
went to the Coast Guard Academy.

All right.

All right, girls.

Two lines in front of the goal. Let's
go. Move it.

Oh, nice meeting you, right? Yeah, nice
meeting you, too.

Hey, yeah, we play each other?

First round of the playoffs.

We do?

Yeah. Look forward to it. See you then,
all right?

Okay, girl.

All right. Good job. Come on.

Let's go. Keep it moving. Keep it
moving.

All right.

Come on, come on, come on, come on. That
girl number four, the redhead? I don't

recognize her.

Yeah,

that's Danielle. She's new.

New?

This is the start of the playoffs. You
can't just add a new girl.

Yeah, I think you can.

See, it says right here in the rule
book, in the event of an injury or a

leaving the team, the coach has the
right to fill out the roster.

Yeah, one of my girls decided to take
gymnastics, so I just, uh, I filled out

the roster.

See? See? Right there.

Yeah, that's silly.

No, April, send that back to Tenderloin.
I screwed up. Joe, anything yet?

Charles Dandy. That's the name of
suspect number four on our Bayside

list. Guess who had an office in the
same building as our victim?

Oh, that's something. Uh, got an
address?

I do, but it ain't current. I've got to
find out where he lives now.

Okay, good, good, good.

Let's follow up on this guy, Randy.

What are you doing?

Uh, nothing.

Uh, Bubba, I believe that would be your
desk right over there.

You know that Captain McHugh happens to
be a former professional soccer player?

Played for St. Germain Paris, one of the
best teams in Europe. And now he's

helping Caitlin coach her team.

Not only that, he brings in this ringer,
a girl named Danielle.

And I bet you just happen to play for
Paris St. Germain, too.

Same question once again. What are you
doing?

I'm wondering if this girl lives in
District 4 to see if she's qualified to

play. Bubba, do the words.

It's just a game. Mean anything to you?
You know this land is all your fault.

Now, how did this magically become my
fault?

Well, if you'd have quit pussyfooting
around and declared yourself, she would

have never met this guy because she
would have gone to the wedding with you.

I wouldn't be looking at a first -round
elimination.

First of all, I do not pussyfoot.
Secondly, I am not responsible for your

situation. You know what? I'm going to
get to the bottom of this rumor

situation. Well, you just do that. Watch
me.

Thanks for a great day.

Oh. Thank you.

You know, the girls really responded to
you.

There you go.

Caitlin, is everything okay?

Look, at my sister's wedding, well,

I guess I'm trying to say that I was
supposed to be married first, so I guess

was feeling a little vulnerable.

Are you saying what happened between us
wasn't... I'm just saying that I...

I'm saying that I'm really glad that
you're here.

And I'm really glad that you're helping
with the team.

Well, uh, I'm glad you're glad.

I'll see you tomorrow, okay?

Yeah, you bet.

Morbino?

So then the guy from the radio station
calls.

And he says, I hear you're the only guy
in the Bay Area with the Albany New

Year's Eve show. Of course.

Well, I could, maybe.

Could you please come in?

It's Jerry's birthday. You know, sit in
on the show. We'll play it. It would be

great. Yeah.

You on the radio?

Hey, don't be surprised.

It could be my whole second career.

I have a confession to make.

I haven't listened to the dead in two
years.

You're cut off.

Eric.

Baby?

You told me. I know. You already
explained it. How could you leave like

Christmas Eve? What did I do?

I told you, Harvey. It wasn't you.

It was me.

Oh, that's right. Good, good. It wasn't
me. It was you.

I came back, didn't I?

Who was the date of the

last known Bayside killing?

Uh, July 12th, 95. Why?

According to this, Gandhi was promoted
regional sales manager less than a month

later. You think maybe Gandhi took a
show on the road?

Well, that would explain why the killing
stopped.

Here, at least.

Tell you what.

Find out what cities Gandy travels to
and run the Bayside Ammos with local PDs

there. See what pops.

Okay, cool. I also got something else. I
got DeHaven's birth records.

Yeah, that's good, right?

It's half good.

It seems that DeHaven and his twin
brother were born at St. Mercy's

Calistoga, January 27th, 1949.

I also found his mother. She's from
Eureka. She's coming down to claim

body. Oh, finally we're getting
somewhere.

Well, not really anywhere that we want
to go.

I found out that DeHaven's twin died at
birth.

And DeHaven's mother confirmed.

So if Angel is DeHaven's brother, then
he's dead? Is that what you're trying to

say? That's what I'm saying.

Good. That proves your flesh and blood.

Which means the hospital probably made a
clerical error.

I think we get a hold of the doctor and
deliver them and ask him what happened.

Excellent idea.

Evan, do you have the name?

Yeah, it's Dr.

Spellman. Get to track. Anything you
want to add?

Not at the moment.

Fine.

Hey, gentlemen.

Our little Zagat survey on Gandhi's sale
territories paid off. Turns out that

each of the principal cities on his
route... Tucson, Phoenix, Albuquerque,

have similar unexplained homicides
during the last three years?

Ha, ha, ha.

Forgive that, though. Will do.

What, no lunch date today, Mr. Thomas?

Oh, well, I didn't know you were keeping
track of my social life. You're pretty

slow, baby.

Well, I guess I won't ask you about your
other extracurricular activities.

Frankly, you know, I really don't feel
comfortable discussing it.

Okay, fine.

You know, I really don't think it's
anybody's business whether or not I had

lunch date.

No problem.

I mean, why does everybody care? After
all, it was just a lunch date.

You tell me.

Well, you know, I don't know why this
always happens to me.

I don't know, I guess it's weddings, you
know? It does something to me. I go

there, I have this glass of champagne,
and Bruce Bud's in his uniform and

everything, the band was playing, and,
well, you know what? Caitlin, I don't

think you heard me.

I said fine, no problem.

As a matter of fact, I was talking about
your soccer team.

That's your love life.

Come

on,

hurry. Are you going to cross here?

Danielle. Okay, lady. Come on, let's go,
let's go. Hey!

What do you think you're doing?

Uh, sorry. Excuse me.

The password.

My mom and dad told me not to talk to
strangers unless they know the password.

Oh, well, I'm not a stranger. I'm a
soccer coach.

Remember me from the other day? Soccer
with Miss Cross?

I don't know her either.

Oh. Well, that's okay. Listen, I just
need to know where you live. Can you

me where you live?

What? Relax.

I just got off the phone.

Danielle's mother.

Oh, yeah?

She tell you about the part where I got
attacked by a stone -cold crossing

guard? Joe, come on. It's a kid's soccer
league, all right? I had no idea you

took this stuff so seriously.

What, did the world fall on its axis?

You're trying to get away with
something, and I'm trying to play by the

huh?

What, are they going to take the orange
out of orange juice next?

No, you know what the problem is? You're
too competitive, you know? You can't

just play for playing's sake. You've got
to win, and if you can't win, you don't

want to play.

Well, if winning is so unimportant, why
did you drop Daniel from your team? No

way.

You know what the problem is?

The problem is, all year long, I tell my
team that the final score is not what

really matters.

Winning comes from good sportsmanship,
hard work, and fair play. And they did

all those things, and they made the
playoffs.

Now, how do you think they're going to
feel if they lose to your team because

you cheated and brought in a ringer? Oh,
see, I didn't cheat. I did not cheat.

Yeah, right.

Come in, guys.

Yeah, it's at my desk.

Now, I think we could put this on it,
but I don't think it's quite big enough

cover it.

How about two Band -Aids?

Two Band -Aids?

Well, the only problem with two Band
-Aids is that when you pull them off, it

might pull a little bit of the scab.

Ew. Yeah, ew.

So you wouldn't happen to have anything
on you, would you, that I could use for

that? No.

Are you sure?

Yeah. Wait a minute.

What's that growing right out of your
ear?

You always... carry these things around
in your ear?

It just happened to be there? Why don't
you put that right there like that? Now

hold that for me, okay?

Now let's see. We're going to need some
tape.

What's your name?

Jordy. Jordy.

Jordy, you wouldn't have to have any
tape on you, would you?

No. Are you sure?

You're not holding out on me.

Let me just have a check here.

What's that?

Wow, I don't know.

Where'd that come from? You were holding
out on me.

Okay, everybody, move it up.

Come on in the line. I'm open. Over
here.

Let it go.

Are you okay?

Are you okay?

Christy.

Christy, honey, are you okay? Excuse me.
She's okay, everybody. She's okay.

Let's play. Come on. Let's go. I can't
breathe.

All right, guys, come on. She's okay.
Let's play.

Bruce, she's 11 years old, all right?
It's only a game.

Come on, Dana. Let's go.

All right, girls, pick it up. Let's go.

Are you okay?

She's over there, Steve.

Great.

Thank you very much.

Excuse me, Ms. Crowley?

Yeah. Hi, my name is Evan Cortez. I'm
from the San Francisco Police

And I was wondering if maybe I could ask
you a few questions.

Certainly. About what?

Um, it seems that you were a nurse at
St. Mercy's Hospital. You worked for Dr.

Alvin Spellman. Is that true?

I knew this day would come.

So, uh, you helped deliver the twins?

Yes, both healthy.

The first one we delivered went to the
mother.

What happened to the second baby?

Dr. Spellman told the mother he died.

Billed out the death certificate and
everything.

I was a witness.

Why?

Oh, Dr.

Spellman's wife, she wanted a baby so
bad.

She and him just couldn't conceive.

He waited for a patient who was having
twins.

I thought that baby would have a good
life.

Why do you think he didn't?

Mrs. Spellman died of leukemia not five
years after.

Terrible thing.

The boy ended up in a foster home.

I went to visit him there once.

Not a day goes by that I don't think
about that boy.

Well, nobody's blaming you, Thelma.

For years, I had nightmares about that
young woman.

How wrong it was that...

She didn't know she had another child.
But then I reminded myself that at least

she had the one son.

She'll never be lonely.

Excuse me. Uh, Charles Candy?

Yes.

SFPG, put both hands on the trunk. Right
now. Right...

under arrest.

General Moore better have a warrant.

Actually, I do.

Cuff him, Michael.

Angel.

Dash.

I found out who you are.

Well, up to a point.

I got your file from social services.

Your name is Peter Spellman.

You were born at St. Mercy's Hospital,
January 27th, 1949.

Spent the first four years of your life
with Dr.

Alvin Spellman and his wife, Helen.

They adopted you.

After she died, you were sent to a
foster home where you lived until the

nine.

Do you remember any of this, Angel?

I remember a tree outside the window and

a rope swing.

In the summer of 1958, your record
stopped.

No more files about your foster family
or you.

You became non -existent.

As far as I can tell, Angel, you've
never paid taxes, never had a job, never

been in the service.

And I ran a records check of every
junior high and high school in the

Zero.

Help me out, Angel.

Give me something.

It doesn't work that way, my friend.

I assume you do know who you're dealing
with, Inspector.

Yeah.

You're the Bayside Killer, Charles.

I'd like to talk to my lawyer now.

Bear with me a minute. After you were
released for insufficient evidence four

years ago, you began traveling, visiting
cities, which tragically and

magically all began to suffer the same
sort of unexplained homicide.

And in every one of these cases,
Charles...

Coinciding with sales visits?

Phoenix, 697 Jenny.

Albuquerque, 798 Kristen.

Tucson, 1090 Abby.

It's all there, Charles.

That all lines up a little too
perfectly, doesn't it?

You know, Inspector, this little...

Theory of yours barely qualifies as
circumstantial evidence.

And I've got to assume that you're at
least bright enough to realize that.

This thing's over, Gandy.

Because we know you did it and you know
you did it.

Why don't you save yourself some time
and give these families some closure?

My lawyer.

He's not going to be able to help you
with your conscience, though, Charles.

My conscience doesn't bother me at all.

I love what I do.

Who are you and where the hell's my
lawyer?

I wanted you to meet someone first, Mr.
Gandy.

Have a seat.

You know, you're not quite as smart as
you think you are.

Okay, I'll bite. Why do you say that?

One of your victims survived.

That's your angle? I don't think so.

Harvey?

Amazing, isn't it?

Two shots to the head.

Medical miracle, they called it.

Mr. DeHaven, is this the man that shot
you in the head?

Yes. That's the man.

You're dead.

He's dead.

I know you're dead.

Thank you very much, Mr. Haven.

You might want to...

Never do forget the first time.

The sheer exhilaration of taking
somebody else's life.

Okay, nice luck. See you out there.

Okay, girls, let's warm up. Come on,
let's go. Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Yeah, you're messing with my cones.

Yeah, well, that's because you've taken
over half the field, man. Oh, hey, I was

here first. I mean, there's not enough
room for you. Find someplace else.

I don't have to find someplace else. I'm
allotted half the field.

Don't touch the cones. Hey, what's going
on? I mean, he has a right to half the

field. Why don't you just move the
cones?

That's not how it works. No, no, no. How
it works is you move the cones.

I don't think so. All right, then. Wait.

This is how it's going to work. I'll
move the cones. You go warm up your

okay? Bruce, why don't you go sit down
and relax?

I can't. Bruce!

I am going to coach the girls, okay? And
I really would like you to leave.

Bye, Bruce.

Bye.

Danielle. Danielle.

Come on, we're going. We have to go back
to Oregon.

Me too.

Sorry.

Come on, girls. I love them girls.

Congratulations, coach.

Hey, congratulations.

Good game.

Uh, Cortez?

Hello? I'm here, man.

Hey, Harvey, what's up, man?

She left me another note.

Oh, man, I'm sorry.

What are you doing? You want to do
something?

I could eat.

You ready for this, Angel?

What if she doesn't like me? Don't you
worry about her, Angel.

Worry about you. And don't worry.

Go ahead.

Go on.

Big trees of green.

Red roses too.

I see them bloom.

Mrs. de Haven.

For me and you.

I'm your son.

And I think to myself, what a wonderful

world.

I see skies so blue and clouds so

white. The bright blessed day.

I thought he was your guardian angel.

Well,

sometimes you have to return the favor.

The season finale of Kojak. Do you think
I had anything to do with this man's

death? Every clue.

Check it out. Every witness points to
Kojak's best friend.

Glad to have a preliminary report from
the crime scene.

No. Now.

Exposing a truth he cannot accept.

I could push Kojak too far. If he's
involved, he goes down.

I'm done with you. Bing rams.

In the powerful season finale of Kojak.