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Looks like she hit the ground going about 90 miles an hour.

Yeah, but she was dead before that.

Shot in the head.

That one.

Shut the whole thing down!

What are her chances?

She's into the ground, Sporty. She's dead.

Are you happy? Huh?

I mean, ask yourself.

Are you happy? How can you be happy here with this city life?

Hemmed in by concrete and glass and steel.

Huh? Barking dogs just driving you mad.

Neighbors all over the place just hemming you in, hemming you in.

Huh? Being terrorized by animals and hoodlums.

Well, of course you're not happy. It's driving you crazy. It's driving you

Well, friends, here's the solution.

Jack's Camperland.

Whoa, where your fantasy of freedom becomes an RV reality.

We've got four acres of fun and freedom here, folks.

Motorhomes. We've got the biggest selection of country comfort cruisers

side of the Mississippi.

Whoops, how'd that get there?

Big Jack's Camperland, open from 9 to midnight. Huh? You come and see us, you

hear? Big Jack loves you.

Got the picture?

Captain, the way I see it, this DB is not our responsibility.

Route 9's the dividing line between Palmdale and L .A. She does have a point

there, Charlie. It all depends on what side of the road that body's laying on.

Hello. Why, today of all days.

Don't take it so personally now. Just relax.

Hello, honey.

How are things doing in Palmdale?

Yeah, so, um...

I hear we've got a DB up on Route 9, and there's some question as to whose side

of the road she's on.

Ah, okay.

Ernie, a pleasure, as usual.

Yeah, so long.

Well, McCall, unless you want to drag that body to the other side of the road,

she's all yours.

Grace.

What's the matter with her?

Well, today's her birthday, Charlie. You screwed it up.

This guy's really great, too.

Think you have a lunch date? I had a lunch date.

Anybody I know?

You wouldn't approve.

So, what do we got this time? Another jerk attorney?

What do you mean, another jerk attorney?

What do you think, just because I date one attorney one time, you think that's

the only kind of guys I date?

No.

That happens to be a doctor.

And he's very successful and he's very busy, which means we don't have a lot of

time together. Now we're not going to have any time together.

I'll tell you what.

I'll go on this little run, and you can stay with your doctor.

Really? Sure.

You cover?

Sure.

You're an angel.

Take it easy on him.

How you doing, Barney?

Hi, Hunter.

What's your name?

No ID on her, but they're running her prints.

Says she came from the marks on the ground. Looks like she rolled about 60

Looks like she hit the ground going about 90 miles an hour. Yeah, but she

dead before that.

Shot in the head.

Her name was Anita Fargo, alias Maria Fuego. First arrested May of 1985 on

prostitution. She was 19 years of age.

Then, six months later, Fargo was picked up again as Darlene Darlene.

God, I bought the names on these girls. You know, I think I like this blonde

look better.

Mm -hmm.

Then again, that's Betty Blade.

Betty Blade?

What a name.

Was this the last we got on her?

That's it.

She was picked up with two other girls, Susan Dumont, alias Susie Q, and Mary

Lukowski, alias Vicki Lake.

Well, they were picked up near MacArthur Park.

Tell you what, I'll go down there and talk to some of the working girls.

I'm going to go with you and hold them while you enter again.

What, are you lonely?

No, you stay here and talk to Sporty.

Sporty, that's a good idea. Drive carefully.

Kirby, how you doing?

Hi, Sergeant.

Sporty, hi.

Good afternoon, Sergeant.

How you doing?

I'm not interrupting a big important business meeting, am I? No interruption.

I'm just boning up on a new tax law.

Oh, trying to figure out how you can lay off some of Bogota's millions?

Me? Bogota's millions? Are you crazy, Sergeant? I told you I don't have it.

I wish I did, because it would be worth every cent just to get you to drop the

subject. Consider it drops.

I need some info.

I need a Fargo.

She's a hooker.

You don't say.

Uh, yeah, I've seen her around.

But not lately. Uh, what's she into?

She's into the ground, Sporty. She's dead.

You see, I'm looking for a couple of her co -workers.

Uh, Susie Q and a Vicki Lake.

Yeah, well, you know how these girls are, Sergeant. They come and they go.

Every time you drag them into the station, they got a new name.

But I will see what I can do.

Sporty James Enterprises.

Appreciate it, Sporty. Just doing my duty as a law body.

This one's ours.

Thanks, Kirby.

Hi.

Where are you? I'm at a phone booth. I found Susie. Well, that's very fast

McCall. Where'd you find her?

I don't really have time to go into it, but get a load of this. She and Anita

Fargo were working for a guy who runs RVs from here to San Francisco servicing

truckers and traveling salesmen.

You've got to be kidding.

Uh -uh. That's just the beginning, too.

Listen, she wants to talk, but she's real scared. Why don't you meet me at my

house at 7 o 'clock tonight, okay?

Yeah. See you there.

Ta ta.

Yeah, officer down. Send an ambulance code 3 to 8534 Mesden Drive.

Code blue, ICU.

Code blue, ICU.

If we're medicines, call the operator.

I'm sorry, you can't come in here. You'll have to wait outside.

Physical therapist at 5 East, please.

Any news?

They just rolled Susan Dumont out. She's dead.

Sergeant Hunter? Yes. I'm Dr. Lee. Dr. Lee.

Sergeant McCall's in the intensive care unit.

Her condition is critical.

What are her chances?

She has a bullet lodged between her third and fourth vertebrae. She's

experiencing what we call spinal shock.

She's paralyzed from the neck down.

This might be temporary, caused by the swelling in the spinal cord, or the

bullet might have caused permanent damage.

Well, can't you operate?

We won't know until the swelling goes down. That could take maybe a week.

Doctor, is there any chance at all we can talk to her tonight?

We'd like to know if she got a good look at whoever was that shot her. She's not

in any condition to answer that question right now.

I'll let you know when you can talk to her. Well, she could still be in some

danger. I'd have to post a man outside of her door if I could.

I'll speak with hospital administration immediately.

Thank you.

Need any help on this? No.

Well, if you need anything, let me know.

I just heard what happened, man. Is she all right?

No, she's not, Sporty. She's in the ICU.

Oh, my God.

Nurse administrator to pediatrics, please.

About a year ago, some guy comes into town and starts checking out some of the

Charter's girls, right?

Now, none of the pimps took him seriously.

until they woke up one morning, checked out their inventory, and realized that

two or three dozen of some of their choicest girls had disappeared.

First Administrator to Pediatrics, please.

Sounds like the guy McCall was talking about. Does anybody know who this guy

Is there a description of him? No, but from what I'm told, Nita Fargo, Susan

Vicki Lake, they all dropped out of sight just about that time.

Okay, Sporty, appreciate the info.

I better find Vicki Lake.

There's a brother out there who owes me a favor, a big favor. And if there's

anybody who knows where Vicki Lake is, Omer does.

Omer, huh? I didn't know he was back out on the street. Where can I find him?

Homer, how you doing?

Early.

You're not still mad at me, are you?

What are you looking for me for, Hunter?

Well, actually, I'm looking for somebody you might know.

And just who might that be? Vicki Lake.

And you expect for me to help you find her?

Someone's killed two of her friends, Homer. She might be next.

And you're not looking to bust her?

Just want to help her? Yep.

Tell me why I should believe you.

People after Vicki?

They shot my partner, Dee Dee McCall. She's in the hospital, paralyzed from

neck down.

You think he's telling the truth?

Yeah.

Okay, Hunter.

There's a massage parlor on Remont and Hill.

You can't miss her. She's a dirty blonde, real skinny, but she's got a

profile.

Thanks, Omar.

Cover charge is 20 bucks.

Right this way.

That one.

Okay, that's a minimum $10 tip.

What are you going to do, bust me? Vicki, I understand you know a man who

girls up and down the highway in motorhomes. Is that right?

Look, come on, Vicki. I don't know if you know this or not, but your

girlfriends, Anita Fargo and Susie Q, well, they're dead.

You could be next. Now, come on, talk to me.

Look, about a year ago, I had a fight with my pimp.

And that's when I heard about this guy with the motorhomes. So I checked him

out. He told me to meet him in Pershing Square.

But he didn't come. He sent a woman named Flo. She was a working girl, maybe

with a lot of miles on her.

She said I'd be getting $1 ,000 a week plus 20%. No pimps, no nothing.

Just me and three other girls and a motorhome.

I was on the road that night.

How many motorhomes are these?

I don't know, eight or nine, maybe.

Flo was the manager. She followed us around, told us which roads to take,

to stop.

She handled all the money, did she? Yeah, once a week she'd pay us whatever

due and then put the rest in an envelope and leave.

I saw her one time give the money to somebody in big black rolls, but I

see who was inside.

What does Flo look like? Can you describe her to us? I don't know. She's

hair. She's maybe 5 '6", 5 '7".

Kind of heavy, maybe 130, 140.

Oh, yeah, she's got a tattoo. It's a rose on her shoulder up near her back.

What highways did they take?

All of them major truck routes. All we had to do was just get on the CB and say

the Wild Bunch was pulling into a truck stop and we'd be turning tricks like

crazy. Wild Bunch? Yeah.

Yeah, each RV had its own handle.

Off -shoulder, hot pursuit, stuff like that.

And $1 ,000 a week and 20%, that's a lot of money, Vicki.

Why'd you quit?

Vicki, come on now.

You're in danger. Your friends are dead. Talk to me here.

Yeah, that's right.

I am in danger, all right.

Talking to you.

I have answered all your questions.

The well is dry.

Name's Sergeant Rick Hunter, Metropolitan Homicide.

You know how to get a hold of me? You know how it works.

Sergeant,

please don't ask her to talk too much.

She's in pain and under a lot of medication.

Dr. Lynch to radiology.

I found Vicki Lake.

Is Susie okay?

No, she didn't make it.

Do you see the guy that did this?

No.

I didn't see much.

Respiratory therapist to CCU.

Respiratory therapist to CCU.

You're gonna be okay.

Look, I'm very sorry. I'm backing up here. I misjudged the distance.

Yeah, well, you ought to be more careful.

Hey, Ginger, it's cold in here. Shut the door.

Look, why don't you come on in, huh?

Yeah.

I'm very sorry about your motor home. I thoroughly intend to pay for it. It's a

small debt.

Oh, really?

Aye.

Yeah, I'd like to forego my insurance if that's okay with you, and maybe we

could exchange phone numbers and addresses. You can send me the bill.

long as it's nothing serious, let's just forget it. No, no, I insist on paying

for it. It was my fault, and after all, I should pay for it. Look, honey, I

don't own this rig, and to tell you the truth, I really don't think the owner

wants to exchange addresses with you.

So, uh, since it's not a big dent, let's forget about it, okay?

Accidents happen.

Say for a drink. Yeah, maybe have a drink.

Well, maybe under normal circumstances I'd do that, but the accident shook me

a little bit. Thanks.

Wang. Good morning, Turner.

Listen, do me a favor, will you?

I need an address for the following phone number.

555 -555 -7843.

Sergeant Hunter, I got the information on that RV you asked about. Great.

Yeah, it's registered to Bay Industries, Post Office Box 6629, Hollywood.

Post Office Box? Jimmy, I need an address. Post Office Box won't do.

I'll get right on it.

Hi, it's Nicholson.

Yeah, Nick, it's Hunter. I'm looking for a prostitute. Last time she was

arrested was June of 86.

Name is Florence Keen, K -E -A -N.

She is connected with the people at Shopping Call.

I'll get back to you as soon as I got something.

Great, appreciate it. I'm in the computer room now, so buzz me right

through.

Hunter.

Hunter.

Yeah, Wayne, great.

terrific. That helps me out very much.

I was walking down the hall and the door was open.

Saw the two bodies there and that's when I called you. Yeah, you better go to

the hospital and have that x -ray. Yeah, I'll get right on it.

You listen to what the man says, you take it easy.

The DB's name is Mary Lukowski.

Whoever shot her was standing behind that door when she came in and shot her

the back.

Ambrose, Mary Lukowski is the real name of the hooker by the name of Vicki Lake.

That is not Vicki Lake.

I already told you, she hasn't been here since the last time you came in.

Hey, what do you think you're doing?

Hey! Hey, you just can't come barging in a place like this.

Get out!

Jerk. Look, I'll do my best, Sergeant, but I got a feeling that Vicki is long

gone. Now, look here, sport, Vicki knows an awful lot. That's why they're after

her. Do me a favor, will you stay with me on this? You know I will.

Thanks.

So when I checked out the address I had for Bay Industries, I realized it was an

abandoned building.

Well, then I'd ask myself, what would Sergeant McCall do in a situation like

this?

She'd get out the old wrapping paper and send them a package to the post office

box.

Sorry, no solicitors.

Look, I don't care what you're selling. I don't want any.

I was wondering if you could answer a question for me. How is it that a little

office like this could house what appears to be one of California's

conglomerates? I just work here, mister.

Can I talk to your boss?

You got a warrant? Because if you don't, I don't have to talk to you.

Freewheeling wholesale.

Could you hold, please?

Are you just going to stand there? Because if you are, I'm going to hang

You've got five companies in an office that big, Jack.

One of them belongs to your wife, Louise Hemmings. The rest belong to a John

Arthur Hemmings. That is you, isn't it? Mr. Hemmings' corporate holdings are a

matter of public record.

This is some kind of official... You're also running hookers up and down

Interstate 5 and motorhomes, Jack.

That is a damn lie.

It's also slander. Now... I run an honest business.

I've got a good name in this community.

Unless you're here to arrest me, I want you out of my office.

You're a pimp and you're a murderer, Jack. And you paid some punk to shoot my

partner. Now I'm going to get you.

You get out of my office.

Certainly.

You've given new meaning to the term recreational vehicle, Jack.

Call me when you want to confess.

Nice shoes.

You heard me. Shut the whole thing down.

Florence. Florence, listen!

You work for me. Now you get rid of the girls and get the RVs back in here.

What the hell about Anita Fargo and Susie Q?

Do whatever you want.

Just get rid of those stinking hookers and make sure you and the vehicles are

back here tonight.

You got friends at City Hall. Would you use them and get the cop off my back?

Yeah, yeah, I know, Hunter, but we've got to be careful about this because you

know what this sounds like. It sounds like an officer harassing an innocent

citizen without just cause.

Well, look, I'm just trying to get the guy to make a mistake, Charlie. You know

that. Come on.

Meanwhile, Big Jack's got one of the commissioners dumping on us.

Now, I agree with your theory.

Let's just hope it works.

You know...

You look like my cat after a bad night.

Care, boss?

Go home and get some sleep.

Sergeant Hunter?

I'm Laura Decker. I saw you today at Big Jack's. Yeah.

Well, I heard what you said to him.

I took this stuff from his office.

I want to help you get him. Why's that?

He killed my father.

Dad and Mom were going to see America, but they had so much trouble with that

damned RV.

Dad finally had it checked out.

It turns out it had been sold at least once before.

Dad sued.

And right in the middle of the trial, he had a heart attack and died.

I canceled a trip I planned to Paris and got a job with Big Jack, hoping I'd

find some way to make him pay for what he did.

When you came in today, I decided I'd found the way.

These are his in -house originals.

They haven't been doctored yet by a CPA.

Do you mean the guy in this office?

Yeah, Roger Adler.

Big Jack pays him a lot of money to make sure everything adds up.

Now, what about Big Jack's wife, Louise? Now, she's on record as the owner of

one of his businesses.

Probably a tax scam.

Louise is a real cheap -looking bimbo who can't balance her checkbook, let

run a company.

She's in New York right now.

Jack sends her away a couple of times a year to help support the fashion

industry.

Okay.

This is good.

Do you have any cream?

Yeah, I'll get it for you.

Jack finds out these files are missing, he's gonna come looking for you.

I highly suggest you not go back to your house until this whole thing blows

over, so you might as well stay here.

Oh, thanks.

That's really nice of you, but I can't.

I'd be imposing.

You don't have much choice, honey. You're in danger.

Just excuse me.

Yellow.

Great. I'll pick you up at the precinct in about 20 minutes.

I'm going to go out for about an hour, hour and a half.

If anybody phones, don't answer it. If anybody knocks on the door, call the

police. Nobody knows I'm here.

That's fine. Just do as I say. I'll be right back.

Nice neighborhood, huh?

What do you expect?

She's probably pulling in $80 ,000 a year.

And all that's tax -free.

Yeah, that's flow.

Dead.

This is L -56.

I've got a 187 victim.

Suspect last seen driving a late model sedan with the left rear taillight out.

Last seen headed east on Green Craig Avenue near Cantor.

Do you know it's 5 a .m.?

What's the initials of these?

Bank inspectors.

Dealers buy their inventories with borrowed money. Then when they sell a

an RV in this case, they repay the bank.

The inspectors' initials tell the bank that the vehicle's still on the lot,

unsold.

All these loan agreements show that the RVs were sold before, weeks before.

These pages were initialed.

We got him. He's operating out of trust.

What do you mean?

He's selling RVs, and he's not giving the bank their money.

It probably amounts to millions of the bank's dollars.

Big Jack plays the stock market all day long. I've heard him buying options,

commodities, warrants. Rick, if we take this to the bank, we've got him. If you

take this to the bank, you'll be arrested for theft.

Let me ask you a question. What happens to Big Jack's business if his RVs stop

coming in?

Well, this whole scam depends on turnover.

RVs coming in as fast as they're going out.

You cut off his supply, and he's had it. Where does the supply come from?

They're all from Country Comfort down in San Diego. They've got a big plant

right near the border in El Mirage. Okay.

I'm going to the hospital, and then I'm going to El Mirage to sleep.

Can Sergeant McCall come out and play?

Hi.

How you doing?

Okay.

You know, he may not see me tomorrow. I got to go down to San Diego.

Why San Diego?

Well, I'll talk to you about that when I get back from San Diego.

How's it going?

I can't feel anything yet, you know.

Well, the doctor said it'd take about a week for all the swelling to clear up.

Then what?

Dr. Parker, 3 North.

Dr. Parker, 3 North, please.

You're gonna be all right.

This is L -56. I'm in pursuit of an ADW suspect driving a late model red sedan,

license plate number 1, Peter Charlie, Echo 421.

I need immediate backup at Mason Drive and Spring Street.

L -56 out.