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Where the money is stashed.

Oh, then you know all the time, huh? No.

Ironside, he told me.

That little girl couldn't have been kidnapped for what they could pay. Of

not. Somebody thinks her real father is the key to the pot of gold.

If they put one finger on her... Who? I'll kill him, I swear.

From here? I'll find a way.

Two hundred large.

What I could do with all that green.

Get out of the way!

I said get out of the way! The bank is surrounded.

Hey, Chief, where are you going?

I'll be right with you. The meter's running down.

All right, all right.

All right.

I think we have a 211 calling in.

And cover the rear door.

That's far enough.

Now back over to the wall.

Go ahead, back over.

Keep this doorway clear.

Now you sit there and don't give me any trouble.

That's the heat let's move it cover it

They're

not wait too long they may leave you shut up

Don't

do anything

I said get out of the way.

The bank is surrounded. Now give it up.

Oh, you're dumb.

Dumb.

Freeze.

They won't miss.

Then it's both of us.

You ever killed a man before?

The other two?

One of them bought it, the other got away.

Mine? Went with him.

I'll talk to the manager.

You have a dime?

Yeah.

Well, the parking meter's running down.

Yes, I have that, Ms. Dringles.

I'll tell him.

And thank you very much for calling.

That was the bank manager.

The loss was a little over $200 ,000.

Mostly new bills.

Well, that's a break. When can we have the serial numbers? He's compiling them

now.

Is, uh, he the one that got away?

Well, I could remember of him. It looks like him to me.

They distributed yet?

They were going out when I picked up these.

Well, we've seen this picture and the serial numbers.

Better not cry spending the money.

All right.

I never did like clams.

Human or shell?

Both.

I spent an hour with Hardway. He said five words. His bunk is too hard.

Well, you got his name at least.

I had to go through R &I for it. Then there's a rap sheet on it.

They're sending it over along with Barker's.

There.

Ironside.

Yes, Dr. Wilson.

Oh?

No doubt about it?

Thank you for telling me.

All right, goodbye.

KME's office.

Seems the slug they dug out of Barker came from a .32.

Then we didn't get it.

His partner?

Why don't we pry open a clam?

Good afternoon, Conway. I'm Chief Lanside.

Boy, if I knew you were a cop, would you have used your gun? You bet your life.

I did.

You never called my bed.

Hey, look.

The guys have been hammering at me all day. I didn't talk to them, and I ain't

talking to you.

And let me tell you, Barker's dead.

That's old news.

Grapevine had that an hour ago.

The grapevine have how he got it?

Blood from a .32. We carry .38s.

So what?

So your other partner cut the pie in larger slices. And with you in here,

got the whole pie.

Hey, Vince wouldn't do that to me.

Ah, yeah.

Coppers, you're all alike.

Con! You're trying to con me.

Who's your partner?

The grapevine's way out front.

He got away with the whole bundle.

What's his name?

You know, this isn't just armed robbery. It's murder one.

Not for me.

I was with you when Barker got it, remember?

Still a tough rap. You can score a few points.

What's it gonna cost me?

You could have killed me, and you didn't.

Point one.

You help us find the money, point two.

You help us find your partner, point three.

Three.

Three against 200 large. The bills are serialized.

You launder them, they won't bring you 20 cents on the dollar, and that'll go

the lawyers.

No way.

Public defender's good enough for me.

So I'll pull 10, 20 years maybe.

You believe the money will still be waiting for you?

Oh, I got faith.

You're a hard man to do a favor for. Look, I never did a favor for a cop in

life. I'm not about to start now.

So why don't you bug off?

Ready to leave?

Who is he?

We're not going to go through that routine again, huh? It's different this

This time you're pointing the gun at yourself.

San Francisco doesn't have the only police department in the country. Try

Angeles, Seattle, check the eastern cities.

Let me know one way or the other.

Well, no record here of any Vince who matches up with the sketch.

I gathered.

These are the rap sheets on Barker and Hardway. It's about time.

Barker, Edward T., alias Barrow, alias Barton.

Assault with a deadly weapon, Ohio, 5 to 10. Armed robbery, Chicago.

Conviction overturned on appeal. Get that. Look for a personal connection

between him and Hardway.

That's not likely.

Barker's only been on the West Coast for eight months.

And Hardway didn't get out of queue until six weeks ago.

What about him?

Hardway. John Jay.

Burglary one count.

Served three years.

Time off for good behavior.

Is that it?

Yes. Order the man in just one line. Order up his personal bio, everything we

have.

Yes.

He's a walking question mark. He seems pretty transparent to me.

Why didn't he kill me when he still had a chance to get away? Why no criminal

record until well past 30? Why the jump from burglary to bank bust?

There could be any number of reasons.

I think we should start finding them out.

And by late this afternoon, the fire had already covered more than a thousand

acres and still rages unchecked. Seven cabins along Pine Creek have been gutted

and residents of the West Bank...

I didn't come over to watch you do that.

Okay, a couple of minutes.

$200 ,000.

$200 ,000.

Yeah, what can I do with all that green? John Hardway, an ex -convict who was

captured at the scene of the crime, now being brought to the Hall of Justice.

A second man later identified... I know him.

Bank robber?

Yeah. You're gonna get around, Stella. I can't imagine Mr. Hardway doing

anything like that.

Oh, boy, I would.

I thought I could get away with it.

But he was always so nice.

Asking about his little daughter all the time?

And leaving a little money for her? Morning, where is she? In a foster home.

His wife is dead and he can't take care of her himself.

Oh, yeah?

Needless to say, the boy's parents are... Just think.

There's 200 grand out there someplace.

Loose. Won't do poor Mr. Hardway any good now.

Tell me about him, honey.

Everything you know about him and his kid.

What do you think?

Come on, come on. Tell me.

Well, her name's Charlene, age 10, lives with foster parents.

Her mother died four years ago. Four years.

Before Hardaway took his first fall.

He's had several jobs.

Construction worker, truck driver, day laborer.

Obviously, he didn't make much money. But he was clean.

If I were a psychologist, I'd say his wife's death derailed him. It's a fair

assumption, but it gives us the answers to only some of our questions.

Now, is he trying to steal that money for himself or for his daughter?

Where he's going.

What else can he give her?

Charlie? I'm a friend of your daddy.

He gave me a message for you.

He'd like to see you.

Well, they promised to call at the first break. You saw the foster parents?

Yes, they couldn't tell me a thing.

Well, Chief, that little girl couldn't have been kidnapped for what they could

pay. Of course not. Somebody thinks her real father is the key to the pot of

gold. But what's the connection?

Evans said nobody knew about her father. They never talked about him.

Chief Ironside's office.

One moment, please.

Sergeant Holloway at City Jail.

Ironside.

I see.

All right. Be right there.

Hardway has tried to strangle the trustee. Contact?

Contact. That guy's crazy.

I mean, he's right out of his melon.

Why were you in Hardway's cell?

I'm part of the kitchen crew.

Hardway's been acting up.

They wanted to keep him, you know, isolated.

I brought him his breakfast.

Why'd he jump you?

How should I know? Maybe he didn't like the food.

Hey, listen.

This won't hurt my good time, will it?

I mean, my wife will kill me if I lose my good time.

We will keep you.

Or your wife will kill you.

The option's yours.

You're giving me nothing.

Why did Hardway jump you?

Well, I guess it was because I told them they snatched this kid. How did you

know that?

My wife told me.

How?

I'm a trustee. I can get calls.

What calls?

Well, that's my wife.

She got a call to go out and look in the mailbox.

She did. What did she find?

A C -note in the message. She was to get in touch with me.

I was to tell Hardway that they'd let his kid go.

If he told them where the bank dough was.

Go on.

Get in touch with them the next day, tomorrow.

How was he to let them know?

Through me, I guess.

But I ain't going near that guy again.

Oh, I think you will.

No way.

Oh, yes.

We could make hard way here some.

To the wall.

Opening.

I'll call you when I need you.

Chief. I'll call you.

You got the word?

I got the word.

And if they touch her, if they put one finger on her... Who?

I'll kill them, I swear.

From here? I'll find a way. Who is they?

I don't know.

Think. I told you, I don't know.

Listen.

That kid's all I got.

I don't even have her.

I mean, I've seen her a few times, like in a school playground, you know?

So if I knew who they were, I'd tell you.

They want the money.

200 large.

Yeah. I got that message.

Who was your partner?

Where's the money? Here we go with that routine again, that con.

Ready to leave.

Now, wait a minute.

Hey, wait.

Hold it.

Now, I don't know who they are, honest to God.

But that's my kid they've got.

And she's the only one in the world that means anything to me.

So if I knew, if I knew, don't you think I'd tell you? What do you know?

That's tough.

I mean...

I've been in a joint almost four years.

And it's tough to start spilling to a cop.

It won't get any easier, and we're wasting time.

Okay.

Okay.

The guy who set up everything, his name's Vince DeCondi. How'd you get

Through a cellmate of mine at Q.

He recommended it.

Vince looked me up.

Why you? I don't know.

I guess he thought I'd make a good side man.

First time, he was just sizing me up.

And the next time?

He gave me the job.

And he had it worked out good, too.

How did Barker fit in?

Just like me.

Another good side man.

I never met him until right before we hit the bank.

Vince wanted it that way.

He said the less we knew about each other, the less we could be squeezed.

Do you know where Nick Gandhi lived?

Where he hangs out?

No, I only saw him in two places.

In my room and in a go -go joint on 4th Street.

Which one?

The one on the east side of the street, down by Edgewater.

What else can you tell me about him?

Well, he's kind of average looking. I know what he looks like. What are his

habits? Does he drink? Does he gamble?

We haven't found a record on him.

That figures.

You know, I wouldn't be surprised if this was the first job he ever pulled.

I mean, he was so hopped up about it. Talking fast and popping pills.

Are you a junkie?

No, not a needle bug.

Uh, pills. You know, he took ten, fifteen at a time.

I almost had to pull him off the scene.

Uh, really?

Yeah. But not the kind you get from a legitimate drugstore.

These are mini -bennies.

They hustle them in from Mexico.

He used to buy them at a thousand.

Anything else you can tell me?

No. That's the whole story.

All right.

Now, the same trustee will be on duty tomorrow.

He comes near me, I'll... You'll do nothing but listen.

Whatever you hear, you tell me.

You understand?

Ready to leave.

Listen.

What I just told you, it wasn't a cop -up plea.

It was for my kid. I know.

It's all been for your kid.

That's all we have to work with at the moment, Fran. His name, his drug habit,

and his hang -up. And the child.

You and Ed and Mark divide the assignments.

You know what to do.

Heavy, heavy shooting, Matt.

Maybe you'd like some action.

Whatever you're strong as that, Matt.

Maybe you should know nine balls is my road game.

Five on the nine?

We'll call a five to start it.

Yeah.

Yeah, he comes around sometime.

Seen him lately?

Well, what's lately? Yesterday.

Oh, you guys on the other side.

You know, to me, you're just a bunch of faces.

I mean, guess who you all look alike. I don't know when.

You tell me anything about him. What's to tell about a guy who orders up a

drink?

Fire inspector been around lately? Hey, come on.

He is not just another fake.

But the only thing I remember, he had the hots for one of the broads, Candy.

She works here at night. Make contact?

She had a drink with him sometimes.

Outside of that, I wouldn't know.

See no evil, hear no evil.

Yeah. Yeah.

Can I help you?

Yes.

I need some information.

Of course.

A little girl, Charlene Hardway, has placed her foster home for your agent.

I'd like to know more about her. Hardway?

I think Miss Tanner can help

you. Miss Tanner?

Yes.

That's my real game. I better stay home.

No, I'll teach you another game.

I got it.

Okay, then. I'll buy you a drink.

Are you kidding, man? The shop is so full of holes, I'd leak.

Look, for a little information, you can have your money back.

Cut edges, man, not people. For what I want, you couldn't even get busted for

littering.

Come in my office.

Poor man simply couldn't take care of his daughter.

Please understand, it wasn't ever the child's fault.

Well, of course not.

But if you could tell me everyone she lived with, everyone who might have

who her father was.

She's only been with three families.

I'd like to keep these for a few days.

Well, it's confidential information. We'll keep it that way.

I guess if you have to have it, we do.

Thank you very much.

You... You have any idea why anyone would want to kidnap little Charlene? A

good idea.

Goodbye, Miss Stannard.

Bartender at the Go -Go Club. Couldn't tell me anything but the name of... One

of the girls Nicondi was interested in.

Naturally, you looked her up.

I intend to tonight.

Yeah, over time, that's true dedication.

Above and beyond the ball. Later.

Nicondi? Not that rich. But a friend of mine told another friend of mine to tell

me to shoot some poo for the cat named Vinnie. I would hope your losses do not

appear on your expense account.

Nine ball, I don't know how to lose, Chief.

What did you win?

Benny deals, not minis, but he knows where you can get them. Knows the only

dealer in town.

Sounds like he's setting up one of his competitors.

No, just wants us to knock over one of the countermen.

This particular counterman deals to Nakande.

The old man know what he's stealing?

It's not that old.

Are you so sure Nakande will come by today?

And I can't swear to it. Benny said it's been two weeks since the supplies

coming to our north.

Doesn't Benny know we're going to bust him, too?

Cats like that think he's got the whole world outsmarted.

Just, uh, how much did you win?

Enough to get us to the top.

Yeah, I never realized you were that good. Maybe we can play sometime.

Are you serious?

Sure. This spot's high enough.

If you know that much about 9 -Ball, that's what I had to give. I think I'd

it fast.

There he is. Let's take it easy.

Inside. Yes, Mark.

Sir, it'd be so long calling back, Chief. But you know the routine down at

headquarters takes forever.

I understand.

Did you get anything?

Yep. Found an ID and a driver's license in his wallet.

Name of Victor Kenton. Any record under that name?

Haven't turned up anything yet.

I wonder which is the alias, Kenton or Niconde.

Even money, I guess.

But I've got his address.

A rooming house on Cranston.

I'm on my way over now to take a look around.

Good. Where's Ed?

Dropped him off at a go -go joint.

He is acting like he's on duty.

Yeah, it's dead.

Get a break in their hands.

I appreciate it.

Thanks.

Look at the house rule. I can't stay at a table unless somebody keeps buying me

a drink. Well, I think the house rules will be suspended just for me.

Yeah, I suppose.

Look, I don't know what else I can tell you.

Vince was, um... You let him buy you drinks.

It's business.

Anyway, I kind of felt sorry for him with all his big talk. He was a lonely

little freak. What kind of big talk? Oh, he was going to make it big. Live it

up, have all the dough we ever needed.

What? I don't know, just stuff.

And he always tipped the weight of 10 % on the note. Counted that out in the

golden times, I love.

Well, then, how was he going to make it big, his job?

Come on, he worked nights.

How does anybody make any dough work at night?

He only came in here on his nights off on weekends.

Big wheeler -dealer.

Hey, Bethany, what'd he do? I asked him a couple times. All he said was that his

job was ups and downs. That's all, and he broke them up.

Funny.

Thinks you're standing better than me?

Uh, Candy, I'm in a so -called high -risk profession.

For a question like that, I'd really rather not get involved.

Thank you very much.

Good night.

much better.

And that's all. That's all.

I'd say there's a lot left to that young lady than meets the eye.

The evening wasn't a total loss.

I wish I could say the same about my day.

The families that Charlene lived with before the Evans knew very little about

her father and nothing at all about his part in the robbery.

Must be a connection. Someone had to know she's his daughter and where to

her.

I have I hope you're not the third strike.

Strike? So far tonight, your two colleagues have swung and missed.

Well, I didn't hit a home run, but a single, maybe.

The rooming house manager couldn't tell me much about the country, but I did

find this in his laundry hamper.

It's part of a uniform.

Yeah, but what kind? Security officer? Some kind of delivery man?

Or a mechanic.

This is grease.

Clean this, Mark.

Check it out tomorrow morning. Wait a minute.

Ups and downs.

What? Ups and downs.

Would you believe elevator operator?

A bank robber.

I can't believe it. Well, it takes all kinds, Mr. Perkins. Do you have a locker

here? Yeah, in the basement.

I'll take a look.

Oh, wait.

Here's a key.

You shared the locker?

Oh, no, we had keys to each other's locker.

In case we forget our own.

Not likely.

We may get some kind of a lead out of it.

Yeah.

As I understand it, he worked here nights?

Yes. All alone? That's right.

But you were here tonight.

Well, because he didn't show up.

The building manager had to call me in.

These are self -service elevators. Why do you need operators?

Well, we have people working late. We check them in and out.

So keep an eye on the place.

Is there much activity?

Not after 11 o 'clock.

I got an awful lot of reading done. I wonder, uh, how Mr. Kenton occupied his

time.

Be right back.

Hi. Hi, inside.

Hello, Chief Ed.

The county not only worked at 6 ,000 Wellington, they used the roof of one of

the elevators as a personal bank vault.

To hold a substantial amount, I presume.

A whole bundle.

I'll tell you right now. I'd give it all up to have that child back

She's

asleep it's about time Rick

If we can't keep her like this, let's just drop her off somewhere.

Oh, now, wait. Now, wait a minute.

Yeah, this kid is my ticket, and I'm not going to give it up. But you heard the

news. Nakondi is dead.

Yeah, but there was nothing about the cops finding the money, was there?

No, but... And Hardway's still alive. He's got to know where it is.

Please, Rick. I'm scared.

Now, wait. Wait a minute, honey.

Wait a second. You don't understand.

See, now we don't just get Hardway's piece.

We get the whole 200 grand.

Okay, make that call.

No.

You've been studying those lists all evening. I don't see what more you can

out of them.

Connection finally.

Thank you.

How?

Well, I'm sure whoever's putting the squeeze on Hardway knew he had a child

knew exactly where to locate him.

And he's on one of these lists.

No one in the condi knew.

He only met Hardway twice and only talked about the job.

Then the convict Hardway knew of him from Quentin.

May have told him he had a child.

They had no way of knowing where she was.

Well, it's nobody on the list the agency gave me. I checked those families out

myself. No, the name isn't here.

But the connection is.

The one person who had all the information, knew Hardway, his

exactly where the child was.

Einstein.

Yes?

All right, yes.

Yes, you'll have to tell him.

Don't worry. You're earning back your good time.

Harrison, the trustee, his wife got another call.

Another message for Hardway?

There'll be another call at 8 o 'clock tomorrow night.

Hardway spills, or it's the child's life.

Oh, good morning, Miss Belding.

Did you talk to Stella last night? She wasn't home.

In fact, she didn't come home at all last night.

Oh, dear. And I don't suppose she came into work this morning.

She called in sick.

I told her you were inquiring about her last night. It seemed to upset her

terribly. She hung up on me.

Miss Belding, is Stella in... in any kind of trouble?

Well, I'm afraid so.

Now, do you have any idea where she might have spent the night last night?

don't.

A friend, perhaps?

A gentleman friend?

Well, I don't inquire into my people's personal lives. But you do talk to them,

don't you?

You do hear things?

Yes, occasionally.

We are like one big family here. Miss Larkin, this is very important.

Did she ever mention a man she was going with?

Well... Stella was never very social.

You know, she was rather shy.

But... Well, yes.

Over the past few months, there was one gentleman she was seeing rather

steadily.

Rick?

That's all?

All right, Fran.

Talk to some of the other women there.

See if you can get any more.

Rick? No last name?

That's right.

Well, it still doesn't mean anything.

He really could be just your old man. I think it's pointless to start looking

for him.

Gonna make him come to us.

Suppose we leaked his story that we found the money and are ready to deal.

you had the child, would you deal with the police?

No way. The trick is using the right story and the right delivery boy.

It was stupid. It was stupid to kill Vince. It was an accident.

But you should have been more careful.

I told you he was jumpy.

I told you. If you told us all you knew as soon as you were arrested. Before my

kid was snatched?

Huh. What for?

If you told us Nikandi was an elevator operator at 6000 Wellington.

An elevator operator?

You mean he had a square job?

Oh, you're covering again. Why should I cover now?

And what are we talking about him for? He's dead.

Why don't you go out and find the money? We know where the money is.

What? Only it's going to take time to find it.

Well, if you know where the money is, what are you doing sitting here?

Why don't you go out and deal with him? I said it's going to take time to find

it.

What are you talking about?

Hey, wait a minute.

You're trying to hustle me.

You've got the money and you want to keep it for yourself. Now, calm down.

You're playing a cop game with my kids. I said calm down.

Now, listen to me.

We know the car he used in the job was stolen, so we believe he switched to his

own.

Vince never had a car.

We believe he hid the money in his second car.

Probably taped it somewhere underneath near an axle.

We found grease, heavy -duty grease, on the sleeve of one of his uniform shirts.

Is that all you got to go on?

That's all.

There's not much time left.

I want you to think back.

Every word that Condi said to you.

Everything he did.

No matter how small.

It just might lead us to that car.

There's nothing about Hardway in the newspaper.

Guess he's going to keep his mouth shut.

Stella?

Stella!

Keeping Charlene company, she's scared.

You act like she's your kid.

Suppose she was.

How do you think I'd feel?

Not knowing what was happening to her. She was alive or dead.

Come on, honey. She's got nobody. She has a father.

Oh, great. You're going to cry about him now, huh?

I want to cry about everything.

Rick, please. I mean, let them out.

Rick.

Get out?

Honey, leave $200 ,000?

We'll never get it.

All right, come on. Come on, listen. Don't get uptight.

Hey, there's nothing to be scared of.

Everything's going to work out fine.

No, no, no. I swear, by tonight, tomorrow at the latest, we'll get that

And it's goodbye San Francisco and our crummy jobs.

And hello world.

But the little girl, she knows us.

Don't worry about her. She's not going to talk.

Rick, you're not going to... Oh, baby, come on. I'm not going to touch a hair

her head.

You believe me, don't you?

I don't know what to believe anymore.

Hey, trust me, Stella.

This is the regular time.

Shut up.

I won't hurt you. Jeff, shut up. I won't hurt you. I swear I won't hurt you.

Jeff, shut up, okay?

Okay.

And you do this right, and you get a friend for life.

You do it wrong, and I'm going to kill you.

Okay.

Is that call still set for 8 o 'clock tonight?

Jeff, I...

And you tell your wife to give them this message.

There's a building, 6 ,000 Wellington, an elevator.

That don't make any sense.

That's where the money is stashed.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I better go before the screw comes. Yeah, get out.

Open it.

If you cross me.

Give that exact message to your wife.

No, I doubt there'll be anything else. Thank you.

Trustee?

Hardway heard me perfectly.

We'd better get moving.

Absolutely.

ain't leveling properly?

Not that I know of.

Well, now, that's what the repair audit said.

It said 6 ,000 Wellington, right? Yeah. Well?

You think they'd tell me? Go ahead, Sid.

You know which one it is?

No, it doesn't say.

Efficiency.

Well, why don't you start with that first open door there?

Okay, I'll run it up and down a couple of times. Take me about ten minutes. Go

all the time you want.

I didn't spot anything on him. He could be carrying a piece in his toolbox,

though. Hey, on your way.

You cover the stairs.

I'm not back in 30 minutes. The kid buys it. Your girlfriend gave us a call the

moment you left. You lost your edge.

Well, you know, an airline ticket for one. Maybe we should let him go.

It'd be a lot of fun to watch you try to spin that.

He likes her.

And he loves her.

Yeah.

And that's good.

That's good.

Did she get any idea why she was next?

No.

And nobody's going to tell her.

Thanks.

Mr. Highway.

Someday she'll want to know about her father.

She'll want someone.

Some kind of roots.

Yeah, well, I got about ten years or some days ahead of me.

Maybe.

Chief, you don't know how glad I am I didn't pull that trigger.

Me too.