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I'll take you with, your mind will see free.

Very, very, very bad timing, Fuzz.

No happening tonight.

The ticket was free anyway.

Runaways?

You know I don't let no teeny boppers in here.

Well, maybe one got past your security. Shall we see?

Acid to the left, glue to the right. Upstairs is love, flowers, and no

asked.

Duffy, you want to wait here? Lee, would you check out that room, please?

From the top.

We'll look upstairs.

How about that?

They must have paid their bills last month. Every month.

Freddy charges $3 admission to his free guards and...

The ones who live here kick in on the rent. And he draws them like flies.

Pied Piper, the three -letter word.

LSD, STP... P -O -T and S -E -X.

Just a minute.

I love you.

Thank you, ladies.

Sorry we delayed you.

Maybe you should have come alone.

Come on, let's go.

It's empty.

For you.

I'll look around here.

Just a minute, please.

How old are you?

Nineteen. Can you prove it?

Sure.

The name Patty Lawson familiar to you?

Should it be?

Perhaps you'll recognize her.

Ugh, what a creep.

I'm afraid you'll have to come with me, Patty.

Why? Because you're only 15 years old and your parents are looking for you.

Big deal.

You hear about cops, but you never really believe it.

Are you going to beat me too?

Chief, it's Eve.

You didn't wake me up in the middle of the night to tell me that, did you? Ed's

in trouble.

What kind of trouble?

Brutality. What idiot made a charge like that?

A girl.

Barbara Chase.

Where's Ed now?

He's here with me. General Hospital.

The doctor's examining the girl.

Chief, there's something else.

The father is Eldon Chase.

He's one of the biggest attorneys... I know who Eldon Chase is. Now stay put.

I'll be right there.

Mark. I'm tuned in, Chief. You don't have to yell. I feel like yelling.

Then get some clothes on, or are you planning to go out like that?

How's the girl? No report yet.

The doctor's still with her. Her father's there, too.

Does that hurt there?

A little.

Have you had any signs of disease?

I've got a little headache.

But I guess that's reasonable, huh?

Uh -huh.

I'm going down to take a look at her x -rays. I'll be back in a little while.

Same sign of drowsiness you told me.

I called your mother.

She has a right to know.

Is she sober?

I don't want to see her.

She wouldn't understand. I had a little trouble understanding myself.

That was the first time. Absolutely the first time.

It was the first time I had ever checked on you at night, too.

Then I got that phone call.

But the ambulance had already taken you away when I got to Freddy's.

However, I did see that place, Barbara.

And I saw what lives there.

And all the way to the hospital, I kept trying to visualize you in a place like

that.

Why would my daughter want to degrade herself that way?

When did she begin to lose her self -respect?

It's not like that, Daddy, honest.

I was just trying to help those people, that's all.

Help them?

I wanted to meet them, to talk to them.

Find out why they had to live that way.

Daddy, I've been going to the library.

There are some books on psychology.

That's what I'm really interested in, the study of human behavior.

It's the most interesting thing I've ever read.

And I thought, well, if I could just convince one of those kids to go back

or to quit taking drugs, then it would all be worth the experience.

Including the beating that they gave you?

They didn't do it.

Not the hippies. Didn't they tell you it was that cop?

Cop?

He accused me of being on drugs. Tried to get me to tell him where Freddy kept

the... stuff.

I told him I didn't know anything about it. He decided he was going to force it

out of me.

So he hit me.

And he just kept hitting me and hitting me.

But Dad, he did. He kept hitting me.

Wasn't anyone with you?

Surely you wouldn't go there alone.

Of course I did.

Golly, none of my friends would go there afraid to.

You're telling me the truth, Barbara.

I swear, Daddy.

Honest.

They called him Ed, the one who hit me.

Oh, Daddy, I'm sorry I deceived you.

I only sneaked out because I knew you wouldn't let me go, and I had to.

But I promise I'll never do it again.

Do you forgive me?

All right, baby.

I'm just glad nothing worse happened to you, that's all.

Mr. Chase?

her to answer any questions in her condition.

I'm sorry about your daughter. I hope she's not seriously injured.

I'll be just outside the door, honey.

Well, Chief, I see you haven't lost your touch.

As I remember, you never did waste much time getting on a case.

I'm not sure there is a case. Are you?

My daughter says it was one of your boys.

Ed something?

Brown. Sergeant, assigned to me. I selected him personally.

And you just know he wouldn't do a thing like this, right? The odds are against

it. But, Counselor, if we could always predict human behavior, there wouldn't

any need for professions like yours and mine, would there?

For instance, I wonder if you expected your daughter to be found in the Haight

-Ashbury district.

She has satisfactorily explained that to me. And you just know she wouldn't tell

you anything but the truth, right?

Three years ago...

That young girl lying in there went before a judge at her own request to

that she be allowed to leave her mother and come and live with me. She has never

lied to me.

She certainly would not start now in a matter this serious.

I appreciate your feelings, Mr. Chase, but a fine young man has a lot at stake

here. As an attorney, you must agree that both sides of the matter should be

heard. I hope you'll allow me to talk to Barbara for a few minutes.

Is everything all right, Doctor?

The x -rays indicate a lineal skull fracture.

We're not sure of the complications, but I don't like the looks of it.

You may tell Sergeant Brown that both sides of this case will be heard,

Ironside.

In court.

You heard Miss Chase calling for help and you ran to the room.

Officer Brown was holding Miss Chase, restraining her.

Miss Larson has stated that he was beating her.

That's not what I saw.

We have a sworn deposition for Miss Chase. Now, can you think of any reason

would lie?

I can only tell you what I saw.

Or wanted to see.

That's not true.

Officer Brown is a close personal friend, is he not?

I'm a trained police officer.

I am reporting what I saw.

Isn't it possible?

that he could have hit her, that she called for help, and he could have hit

again when you were running to the room.

I never saw that.

Just tell me if it was possible, if there was enough time for such a thing

happen.

I have no choice, Bob.

He'll have to be suspended.

Don't do it, Dennis.

Ed's a fine officer.

His future, his career, his entire life is on the line here.

I know that, Bob.

I don't like it any more than you do.

For the evidence.

The evidence is pure baloney.

A runaway girl who hates all authority and a weekend hippie who's lying as sure

as I'm alive. Now, I want 72 hours.

The papers?

We'll scream.

The mayor will be calling and the city council will be breathing fire.

I still want that time.

Listen, Commissioner, I'm trying to save you the embarrassment of a public

apology in all the papers when I knock this story into a cocked hat.

72 hours is much time.

It'll have to do.

I found her lying on the floor, right here.

She was hurt, bleeding.

What about the phone?

Oh, it had been knocked off the hook.

Why do you say not?

Well, it was off the hook, so I naturally assumed... Don't assume, Ed.

There was a third person in this room. Was there?

Look, if you don't believe me... Did I say that?

Well, do you have to question everything I say? Yes, because you don't know what

questioning is until you face Eldon Chase in that courtroom.

And you better have the answers and the details.

Every word, every action.

Yes, sir.

Mark, would you get Freddy up here right now?

All right, go on, Ed.

I heard her groan when I looked in the door.

She was conscious, but she didn't know I was in the room until I touched her

arm.

She jerked back, scared.

I said, it's all right, I'm a policeman.

She looked at me, and the fear seemed to leave her eyes.

That's when I put the phone back on the hook, kind of automatically.

She let me start to help her to her feet, and then suddenly she was a tiger.

Like an afterthought?

Yes.

She just started screaming for me to stop hitting her.

I told her to knock it off.

It was all I could do to hang on to her, as you can see.

That's when Eve came in the door.

So what you and Patty saw was a bloodied -up girl trying to protect herself.

Because that's the image her words prepared you to see.

She was clever.

If I didn't know Ed so well, I'd have bought it myself.

Problem is, a jury will tend to think you're protecting a fellow police

or even believe those two girls.

I've got to show that jury she was lying. And why.

All right, Ed. Right from the beginning.

Oh, baby, Paul.

Wow.

Freddy?

My name is Mark, saying I work for Chief Ironside. He'd like to see you.

And if I don't dig the appointment?

Then I'll drag you back there by the head to your chinny -chin -chin.

Tell your patsies to back off or I'll bend their flowers.

You ever feel ashamed of what you do?

No. Do you?

What I do, man, is my own thing.

Nobody's pulling my string to make me cover up for some wigged -out cop.

That is what old Fuzz on Wheels is trying to do up there.

It's funny.

I thought your bag was love.

Oh, it is, man.

I would just love to see that cop busted.

How well did you know Barbara Chase?

Who? The girl who was in this room last night.

Hey, is that her name, Barbara?

Come on, you're the head freak of this carnival. You know what's going on.

Now, don't get uptight, Chief.

You know we don't dig last names.

Barbara.

Barbara Chase. Who was she with?

I didn't even know she was here.

Barbara. You telling me you never saw her?

You ever try to look through dark glasses at night?

You ever try taking them off?

Yeah.

Yeah.

But every time I do, I don't like what I see.

It's the world, man.

Private phone. Why?

It used to be my executive suite. It had it disconnected.

Barbara Chase used this phone. Now, who did she call?

How would I know?

Must have been her old man.

Why? Because, poof, he showed up. When? Right after they carted her away.

A minute or so.

Late at night, no traffic.

Chase lives a good 20 minutes from here.

Bad. From the moment I entered this room until the ambulance drove away.

Couldn't have been much more than ten minutes. Then Eldon Chase was on his way

here before you came into the room.

Try to get that baby disconnected.

Freddy's pad, live and learn.

It's for you.

Ironside. Mr. Ironside, this is Dr. Roberts.

Yes, Doctor.

you for calling.

Barbara lapsed into a coma.

They took her to surgery to remove a blood clot.

She didn't make it. She's dead.

That's not going to make it go away, Ed.

Maybe we'll learn anything else, Chief.

The truth died with that girl.

Not necessarily.

The one who attacked you knows the truth. Sure, find him.

Those hippies will never give you any answers.

Let's find out.

All right, you saw her come in. What then?

Oh, man, I don't know.

She moved into the crowd.

She dissolved.

Was she alone?

Who knows?

The only reason I remember her is because she was such a stone drag.

What does that mean?

Well, there's only one thing that beats a real square.

And that's a square who's trying to be cool.

What makes you so sure she wasn't the real thing?

Man, I can smell a difference.

Amen to that.

All right, could anybody have joined her upstairs in that room?

Sure.

Anybody.

You take that elevator up one floor, and man, you live.

Did you hear anything unusual?

Did I hear anything?

Have you ever been in that room with the hook playing acid rock and hear

anything?

All right, do you know anyone who might have wanted to harm her?

Oh, wow, man, you've got to be kidding.

I mean, who would want to beat on a square like that?

Thank you, that'll be all.

Anytime.

How about that? A prejudiced hippie.

Let's face it, Chief. It's hopeless.

We talked to everybody who was at the party.

Nobody saw her go up to that room. Nobody saw anybody join her. They all

on one thing. It could be anybody.

Yeah, it's non -motives ranging from simple robbery to assault due to a mind

-expanding drug.

Main point is we've learned something valuable from all this.

And what is that?

The fact that nobody noticed anything.

That does it. The most valuable piece of information so far is that nobody saw

anything.

Nobody noticed anything because there was nothing special to notice.

Whoever was with Barbara had to be a familiar face, someone who fitted in,

someone the hippies had seen before.

No longer looking for a stranger or a first -timer.

Fine and dandy. Now all we have to find out is who.

Yep.

That's all.

Hello, Patty.

They treating you all right downstairs?

Is that what you brought me up here to ask me?

No.

No, I was just trying to be pleasant.

So be unpleasant and let's get it over with.

I already know my parents are on their way down here to pick me up.

So what else is new?

You were a witness to a struggle between Sergeant Brown and a girl the other

night. Right.

He beat her up.

What else do you want to know?

The girl, Barbara Chase.

Did you know her very well?

Nope.

Next question.

It isn't funny, Patty.

That girl died.

We're investigating a murder now.

I've already told you everything I know.

Hello.

Thanks, Hudson.

Eldon Chase is on his way up, and he's not very happy about being summoned to

the station.

See him in, Mark.

Come on, Patty.

No, wait.

Stay there.

I think I'd like to have Patty meet Barbara's father.

And Mr.

Chase.

Ironside, I want you to know that I don't appreciate this very much.

I don't blame you, Eldon. I had no other choice, believe me.

There's another life at stake here, too.

You're simply wasting time for both of... Who's this?

Patty Larson.

We picked her up at Freddy's the same night.

Patty, this is Mr. Chase.

Patty says she didn't know Barbara.

Now, what's so strange about that?

Barbara was only there once.

Yes, I remember she told you that.

Now, look, did she also tell you she was alone in that room?

Yes, she did.

Did she phone you?

No. Who did?

I don't know. She didn't give me her name.

She? It was a young girl, I think. The phone woke me up. I was groggy.

She told me that Barbara was in trouble and where, that's all.

Did Barbara give you a reason for going there?

I think that that is irrelevant.

Eldon, I'm only trying to get at the truth.

The truth is, Ironside, that the only way you are going to exonerate your

sergeant is by proving that my daughter made a false accusation.

A totally dishonorable act.

If you think I'm going to help you prove that, you're crazy.

You spent most of your life digging out the truth and testing it in courtrooms.

I don't think you'll stop now.

Why did Barbara go there?

Go on, tell him, mister.

I bet it's a groovy story.

And I'll bet you bought every word of it.

I trusted my daughter, young lady.

I'm sorry if you didn't have that same relationship with your parents.

Who didn't?

What makes you think my parents weren't just as stupid as you are?

Now, wait a minute.

I mean, what good are parents anyway if they don't care enough to find out when

their kids are putting them on?

What's wrong with a little trust?

What's wrong with a little checking?

Or is it too much trouble?

Oh, boy.

I think of the wild stories my dear square mother and father used to

I told them the same lie four times in a row.

And did they believe their little cookie?

You bet they did.

I used to pray that they wouldn't.

You know, just once.

Time after time, I leave the gate wide open for them.

I can't tell you anything about Barbara.

I never really saw her.

I was only there for a few hours myself.

I just got something to eat.

I slept for a while.

I was just getting ready to split when they picked me up.

You were going back home?

Oh, I wanted to.

Lots of time.

really wanted to.

But how could I?

I mean, how could I sit back into my mother's cookie mold?

Suppose you think it's time for me to pick up the phone, don't you?

She spent most of her spare time with David, David Wilson.

Nice boy.

Clean cut.

How are you, Mr. Chase?

I've been wanting to see you, but... Well, to tell you the truth, I haven't

really felt like going anywhere, not even to school.

I understand, David.

David, this is Chief Ironside.

From the police department, he's investigating the case.

Investigating?

Well, what's there to investigate?

Barbara told you what happened. It was all in the papers.

We still have to corroborate her statement, David.

Apparently you knew her as well as anybody.

Were you aware that she planned to go to Haight -Ashbury?

I couldn't believe it.

She'd never been there before, to your knowledge.

No, never.

We were together all the time.

Except that night.

Well, even then.

But I did bring her home early.

Well, see, I'm not surprised she didn't tell me anything about that. She knew

what I thought about those creeps at Hashberry.

David, did you know about her interest in psychology?

Oh, sure.

Yeah, that was quite a hang -up with her. Hey, you know, she was always

about how she'd like to maybe psychoanalyze those hippies, see what

happen. Maybe that's why she went there that night. That is what she told me.

Just youthful, innocent curiosity, and I believe it.

David, we have reason to believe she phoned somebody from Freddy's. A close

girlfriend, possibly.

Any idea who that might have been?

Well, no.

I mean, she'd call me if she called anybody, I'm sure of that.

Well, is it important?

Well, that person may know something we don't.

Mr. Ironside thinks that there was someone in the room with her.

Someone who attacked her.

Before the police got there.

Oh, now I get it.

I know what you're doing.

You're trying to get that lousy cop off the hook for what he did to my girl, and

you don't care if you have to drag her name through the dirt to do it.

Well, Mr. Chase, don't let him do it.

Don't let him do it, please.

Not to Barbara.

I loved her.

You know, it would be refreshing if...

Just once in a while, my profession was suspected of harboring an honorable

motive.

Coming, Mr. Chase?

No, Mr.

Ironside. I've already told you everything I know.

From here in, you are on your own.

And I'm not going to let you off the hook.

It's a shocking thing.

We were all very fond of Barbara.

She had a marvelous personality.

She could have had the world on a string.

Could have had?

She was never convinced of her own potential.

You might say Barbara never really accomplished one thing she could be

Bad grades forced her finally to drop her academic course.

It's continued failure like that that leads to the lack of self -respect.

That's what leads to Haight -Ashbury.

Do you think she'd been making regular visits there?

Well, I'd have no way of knowing that.

But some of her friends might.

I've listed a few of the ones I thought she was closest to.

Excuse me.

I have reason to believe she contacted one of them by phone that night.

Finding out which one will be quite an accomplishment, Mr. Ironside.

Heaven forbid one of them should ever cop out on another.

Even when they disapprove strongly of a friend's actions, their code of silence

is even stronger.

I don't quite understand what it is you're after, sir. The name of the girl

Barbara phoned.

But what could she tell you that you don't already know?

I mean, you have the statement of the victim.

Or are you trying to cloud the issue, hoping to find a loophole in order to

an acquittal for Sergeant Brown?

Just answer the question.

Who was Barbara's closest friend?

She was my very best friend.

She certainly wouldn't have wanted me to know that she ever went to a place like

Freddy's. I mean, of all the people in the world.

She was a neat chick, but she was so hung up on Dave Wilson, nobody else

get a chance.

I didn't actually get to know her too well.

She can't say I didn't try.

And you don't have any idea whom she might have called.

I don't know why you're asking me.

I didn't really like her. She was always hanging around, wanting to copy my

homework. I wouldn't let her do it, though.

I did.

Tried to help her, I mean.

I felt sorry for her. She just couldn't cut 11th grade work.

And I know she spent hours and hours studying because, well, sometimes she

so sleepy she couldn't stay awake in class.

I wish she had called me, but she didn't.

It is inconceivable to me that some of you who were so close to Barbara could

know so little about her.

So, I would like to remind you that a murder has been committed.

I want you to realize that withholding information pertinent to a crime is

second only to participation in the crime itself.

Officer Whitfield?

Now, if any of you happens to think of something that...

Might be helpful.

Anything.

Please call me at that number.

Maybe they don't know anything.

Maybe the girl we're looking for doesn't even go to Belmont.

Not possible.

I refuse to believe that there's a teenage girl alive who doesn't have one

special girlfriend she tells her deepest, innermost thoughts to.

Someone she sees every day, can't wait to get home from school so she can talk

to her again on the telephone.

Haight -Ashbury isn't in Europe, you know.

I've read more than one of them has been there.

But which ones?

They won't talk, the hippies won't talk.

You could get more conversation from a wooden stick.

You know, if you rub two sticks together, you can get a fire.

In view of the fact that Haight -Ashbury has become a definite part of the

scene, and because it has generated such a compelling curiosity among our young

people,

Information of this phenomenon should be included as part of your education.

Chief Ironside has suggested, and I concur, that this would be a far

approach than mere uninformed speculation, or even worse,

clandestine experimentation, as we have just had brought home

to us all too clearly.

So... When the bus gets here, Mr.

Ironside is going to take us on a personally conducted tour of the place

come to know as Freddy's Pad.

Mrs. Partridge, I have a question for the chief.

Yes? Mr. Ironside, what would you do if someone said we didn't want to go?

Obviously, I'd have to wonder why, wouldn't you?

Obviously. I suspect they were afraid of being recognized at Freddy's.

Were you thinking of staying behind, Jeff?

Me? Of course not.

I think it's a groovy idea.

Right?

What is this, anyway?

Bit of your own philosophy, Freddy.

And I quote, do your own thing.

Do it now.

Well, investigating a murder is my thing, and this is part of it. Mrs.

Partridge? Class.

Hey, people, come on, let's give them a good show.

Barbara and I started to go to Freddy's about six months ago.

You know, just for kicks.

Then I got scared and stopped.

But Barbara didn't.

On drugs?

On everything.

She'd slip out of her bedroom window after she said goodnight to her father.

Sometimes two and three nights a week.

Sometimes she wouldn't get back home until almost daylight.

And she stayed high at school.

She was actually living a double life.

She kept trying to get me to go back there with her.

But I wanted to let well enough alone.

That why you wouldn't tell Mr. Chase who you were?

for so she stayed straight to keep an eye on him.

The trip was a bummer.

He freaked out.

And he started to beat her. And then the phone went dead.

I kind of panicked and called Mr. Chase.

Why do you think Barbara tried to put the blame on Sergeant Brown?

To protect her friend.

We didn't mean to freak out.

It certainly wasn't his fault. It wasn't whose fault, Terry?

Prince Val.

Prince Valiant. Look, it's time to play by grown -up rules now.

Withholding information is against the law.

But that's all I know, Mr.

Ironside. Honest. You were the person closest to Barbara.

The only one who knew she was going to Fred is the one she called.

And you don't know her friend's name?

It was kind of an in -joke.

She'd call him Prince Valiant and then she'd laugh.

She said if I ever wanted to see him, I'd have to go there with her again

sometime.

Any idea why she chose that name?

Prince Valiant?

Because of his hair?

There isn't a boy at Belmont Hall with long hair.

It could be one of the hippies.

That wouldn't quite make it the end joke Terry said it was.

Maybe he cut his hair after Barbara died.

That might account for his not being recognized like Terry was.

Mark, you're a genius.

I am?

Except you used the wrong word.

I did?

You said cut his hair.

Maybe removed is a better word. You're not allowed to wear long hair, but you'd

look out of place at Freddy's place without it, so?

A wig.

Exactly. Actually, more wigs are sold to men than women.

A lot of beetle cuts are bought by weekend hippies so that they'll look in,

either way they swing.

All right.

We're looking for a boy with a wig.

Now, where would he keep it? He would hide it someplace very private, with a

lock on it.

I got busted for doing this. Now I'm getting paid for it.

There's nothing there.

What about this?

Oh.

Oh, no.

I tell you, man, I don't know what you're talking about.

Where is he? Same room.

All right.

I thought it was just in the movies where they always came back to the scene

the crime.

Most natural place for him to do penance.

Think he'll be on something?

Why not?

He used to blow his mind to escape reality.

Now he's got a genuine guilt to hide from.

Police! Open up!

Police! Open up!

Ed, officially you can't break in.

Mark?

Officially? Unofficially.

Roy, David?

Evil.

Evil. It's all around us. Don't you see it? It's all around us. Evil is

everywhere. Look at your face.

It's crawling with evil.

It's crawling with... Don't you see it? Look at your face.

It's crawling with evil, just like Barbara's.

Don't stop me.

Don't stop me.

Don't stop me.

Station three is a bird.

Freddy. Did he melt?

No, but it's the closest he's come to water in years.

Don't worry about Freddy. He's only out on bail.

He'll be back for a nice long time in a nice clean cell.

I think the change will do him good.

Listen to this. It's from Patty Larson.

She says, I think maybe my folks and I are going to make it after all. We're

getting through to each other a little better now, and I think I know why.

Just tell your friend the chief that Patty says thanks.

He'll know what I mean.

Do you?

Yeah, I saw you talking to the folks when they came for. What magic words did

you say to them?

I don't know, but I venture to say that Patty has recently had her first

spanking.

Oh, don't worry.

I got the advice from an expert in child guidance.

Who?

Patty Larson.

Nice weather for ducks.

Yeah, I just said that.