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Hey, Bobby, what's going on? Bobby!

Get this mother shot in the face of those dead.

Suck a gun in their faces and took off the entire load.

Mac, plenty more with that kid.

Man, if Buckle finds out you ripped him off, you're dead.

wanting to tell me who the men were that shot my wife.

I'll be there looking through that little window to see how long you can

your breath.

Send an ambulance to 7865 Lupin. My wife's been shot.

So the guy takes the duck, he puts it on top of the bar, and he says to the

bartender, Hey, I don't care what you say about me, but nobody insults my

Don't you get it? Nobody insults my duck.

The last time I heard that joke, the guy pulled a chihuahua out of the fire.

You bring the chihuahua.

It doesn't work with a dog.

Hunter, can I see you a minute?

What'd you do now?

I don't know. I'll find out.

Charlie, what's up?

I had a report of a shooting at Frank Garamond's house.

What? Two men broke in and shot our niece. She's in surgery right now. It

doesn't look good. Oh, my God.

What happened to Frank?

He took a nasty blow on the head, but he's all right. I don't know all the

details. Looks like they were after Frank's son. Now, look, I'm going to

you an option on this.

Do you want this case or should I give it to someone else? I want it.

I want it.

What hospital is her niece in?

Wilshire Memorial.

Thanks.

Thanks, son.

She just got out of surgery.

They don't know if she's going to live or not.

Any chance you can reassign the investigation?

I'm on the case, Frank. You feel like talking to me at all?

No, but you need the information to listen.

I got a good look at them when I tried to stop them.

You have any idea at all, Frank, why they were after Bobby?

Some rotten mess he's got himself into.

And then he tried to shake them off by running through the house and then

getting away in one of our cars.

That's a great kid I got there, huh, Hunter?

Gets his mother shocked to save his own skin?

Frank, come on. Bobby didn't know that was gonna happen.

He didn't give a damn what happened.

I hope they find him and I hope they kill him.

You don't mean that, Frank. Come on. Hell, I don't, pal.

The law will take care of Bobby.

Understand that.

I'm on this case, and I promise you on my friendship, I'll find him.

This is Lincoln 56. Patch me through to Lincoln 57, please.

One moment, please.

Go ahead, Sergeant.

McCall, what do you got? A neighbor across the street got the license plate

the car that was chasing Frank's son.

They're registered to the Laquia Hero Restaurant Corporation.

R &I says that narcotics detail has a place under investigation, and Jeff

Wadsworth is in control of the operation.

I'll check with Wadsworth.

Thanks a lot.

Lincoln 56, clear.

You set up the deal and said it was safe.

If I'd have shown up two minutes sooner, he'd have taken me for five million in

cash. What is your problem?

You come out of it clean.

I came out of it with nothing.

My housemen got to have more than hair to stick up their customers' noses.

There's plenty more where that came from.

You better hope so, Paco.

Lieutenant Wadsworth is here. He got another narc with him.

Take off, Roberto.

Ah, Lieutenant Wadsworth. So good to see you again.

I would have a table reserved for you and your friend.

Compliments of the house.

We didn't come to read the menu, Paco.

This is Sergeant Hunter. He's from Homicide.

I haven't seen you sweat for a while, so I thought I'd introduce you two.

Homicide, huh?

What do you want?

A woman was shot this morning in her home by two men driving a black Chrysler

registered to this joint.

That car was stolen last night from behind my restaurant.

Did you report it missing like I told you?

Um, no. I forgot, jefe. Get on it.

Now!

Listen, Paco, your butt's in a sling on this one. We also have a witness and a

description of the two killers.

So? What are you bothering me for?

I run a legitimate business. What would I know about a couple of car thieves?

Paco, nothing about you is legitimate, and I'll just bet those two punks work

for you.

I don't have to listen to this.

Come on, Paco. This isn't a drug bust you're facing. This is a big time

homicide.

The woman isn't expected to live.

So give us some help.

Two of your goons screwed up. Does that mean you have to take the fall?

I'll be one of their names.

Talk to my lawyer.

I got nothing to say.

Paco, if that woman dies, you're going right to the gas house. You understand

that? Don't threaten me.

And I'll be there looking through that little window to see how long you can

hold your breath.

Okay. Bust me or get the hell out of here.

Now! Simmer down, Paco.

It's just telling like it is.

Think it over.

You change your mind, give me a call.

Come on, Rick.

Both Chico and Arturo tell them to ditch the car and stay the hell out of sight.

They're going home.

Now listen to me, Elizabeth.

Lock all the doors and don't let anybody in here.

And whatever you do, don't leave this house.

Bordy, good to see you. How you been?

Tell me about our niece. Is she gonna be okay?

Our niece is on life support.

You know, it just doesn't seem fair, man. She's one of the sweetest, kindest

people I have ever known.

If there is anything that I can do, please, lay it on me.

Bordy, I got a favor to ask you.

I want you to find Bobby for me.

Uh, the police?

Uh, I'm looking for them already.

That's right, they are.

So, uh...

Why me?

Because he's hiding out someplace and you've got ways of finding out where.

Listen, I'm not asking you to pry me to law or anything like that.

I just want Bobby to tell me who the men are that shot my wife, and then I'm

going to turn him over to the police.

Yeah, yeah, I understand, Frank.

But, you know, I get these weird vibrations that if I find Bobby and let

know where he is, man, that we both are going to regret it.

Sporty, let me ask you something.

If you loved a woman more than you loved your own life and then two animals come

into your house, I didn't shoot her down.

I mean, wouldn't you want to do something about it? Yes, I would, Frank.

would pray to God that I had a friend who would talk some sense into me before

did. And as your friend, I'm giving you the best advice I've got. Go home,

Frank. Say a prayer for our niece and let the police take care of Bobby.

me, man, I know.

I've been there.

I'll see you around.

Uh, Frank.

You are going home, aren't you?

It's not a home, Sporty.

It's just me.

It's just me and some empty rooms.

Sure about that?

Okay. Now I owe you one. Thanks.

Any luck?

Paco Reyes sent a couple of men on a cocaine delivery.

Before the buyer arrived, Frank Gehrman's no -good son showed up. Stuck

their faces and took off the entire load.

Got any names on the delivery men?

Nothing yet.

What about the buyer?

Roberto Sanchez.

Friendly neighborhood cocaine distributor.

Guy rakes in more bucks in a week than I'll make in a lifetime.

Okay, I want to see everything that Narcos got on Reyes and Roberto Sanchez.

Let's check out the computer and see what falls out.

I don't know.

Kirby, in two years' time, I'm going to be reading about myself in this

magazine.

Hey, good to see you. Hi, Kirby.

The mic's cut up today.

Kirby, the sergeant and I have a high -level conference on the front burner,

why don't you take a little walk around the block?

Yes, sir.

A long block and a slow walk.

See you later, Sergeant.

See you, Kirby.

What do you got?

What I got is a whole lot of worries, what I got.

I just had a visit with a mutual friend of ours, Frank Garamond.

He's looking for Bobby, right?

Well, he says that he just wants to know who the men are who shot our niece.

But, Hunter, I have an ugly feeling, man, that as soon as he catches up with

Bobby, man, he's going to kill him.

Look, Sporty, you've got to get everybody you know on the street looking

Bobby, you understand?

Yeah, well, I got the word out just as soon as Frank got done talking to me.

But, man, until I get results, Hunter, you can do me a favor, man.

Please, talk to Frank, man. I mean, like, you were his partner, right?

He'll listen to you, right?

I'll go by Frank's house.

You let me know if you hear anything on Bobby at all. I mean, rumors, anything.

You got it?

Instantly, man. But please, talk to Frank and cool him out. Got it. Thank

Hello?

Pop, it's me, Bobby. Bobby, where the hell are you?

Don't be mad.

I'm sorry about the car. You'll get it back. Your mother's in the hospital,

by two killers that you brought in at this house, and you talk to me about a

car?

I shot Mama.

I didn't know.

And of all the places you could have gone, you had to bring them here.

I was scared. I didn't know what to do.

They were after me. They're going to kill me, Papa.

Papa, please, you've got to get me out of this.

Where are you? The car ran out of gas at that old warehouse on Prospect and

120th.

That's where I'll be.

All right, I'll be there.

But you've got to do something for me first.

Who were the men that shot your mother?

I only know their first names.

Chico and Arturo.

They were for Paco de... Look, Papa, I've got to get off the street.

How soon are you going to be here?

I'll be there in 20 minutes.

Papa, is Mama going to be okay?

Papa.

Frank? This is Lincoln 56.

Patch me through to McCall at headquarters.

Stand by, L56.

Homicide, McCall.

Grab a writing utensil.

I got one. Go.

I want you to put out an APB stop and hold on Frank Garamond. He's probably

driving a silver Velari registered either him or our niece. I don't know

license plate number. You'll have to find that.

Okay. Mary?

Got it. It's going out right now. What's happening? I'll tell you when I pick

you up in about ten minutes.

Lincoln 5 -6 out.

What's the deal on Frank's APV?

Nothing. Dispatch will give us a call if they find anything.

L56, come in, please.

Lincoln 56, go.

Regarding your want on the Silver Plymouth Velari, a patrol unit has found

vehicle, no driver. They're code 6 at 23rd and Industry.

Lincoln 56, we're rolling on it, clear.

We've got a couple of partial prints on the murder weapon, but they're not

defined. I have to take it back to the lab, use the laser to see if it belongs

to Frank.

Okay, now look, Reuben, if they don't belong to Frank, I want you to hit the

computer. I want you to find a match quick.

Got it.

Did he?

See ya.

We have to take Frank in.

Yeah, I... Let me, uh, let me talk.

Reuben's got some prints off the murder weapon Frank signed down through the

lab.

They're not mine, Hunter.

Bobby behind there.

Dead. Frank, I know you didn't kill Bobby.

But you know how it works. Until I get the report back from the lab, I gotta

hold you.

Might be better if you did.

Hunting the same two guys who shot our niece.

Killed Bobby.

And if you want to keep him alive, pal, you better lock me up.

Let me tell you something, Frank. You go after those two guys by yourself,

you're going to wind up dead, you understand?

Hunter, they shot my wife!

And they killed my son!

And I'm not going to rest until those guys are off the streets for good!

You understand that? That's not your job, Frank, and you know that.

That's our job.

Why didn't you call me after you got the call from Bobby?

I could have had a black and white out of here in two minutes.

You'd have acted like the good cop that I know you are instead of a vigilante.

Bobby might be alive, Frank.

You've got to help me.

Okay.

Bobby said the two guys who were after him were called Chico and Arturo.

They worked for some guy by the name of Paco Rios.

Yeah, what else can you tell me?

Bobby had a girlfriend.

Her name was Elizabeth.

About the same age as Bobby.

But she works as a hairdresser in Westwood.

Have the vehicle taken to impound and have it checked for prints.

L56 out.

Thanks.

A patrol unit found our suspect Chrysler abandoned.

Come on, we've got to find the hairdresser.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Where's what?

Now, you know what we're looking for. Where is it? No, I swear to God, I

Booska!

Don't take time to mess around.

Where is it? I don't know.

I'm looking for a hairdresser whose name is Elizabeth, black girl, about 19 or

20 years old.

Reuben, that is fantastic news. Thank you very, very much.

Hunter, Captain wants to see you.

Any other suspect would have had a murder charge filed against him by now.

Now, you're playing favorites, and I don't like it.

Come in.

Hunter, Commander Stone wants to know why we haven't filed a murder charge

against Frank Garamond. He's not guilty.

Oh, is that the case?

Or is it because Garamond used to be your partner? No, we just don't have

evidence on Frank.

You have all the evidence you need, Sergeant.

I'm not here for a debate.

Now, file that charge, or I'm going to turn this little problem over to I .A.

If that's what you want, we'll do that. However, the district attorney is going

to wonder why we're charging Frank when the fingerprints found on the murder

weapon belong to Chico Gomez.

Now, Gomez is one of the prime suspects in the Garamond shooting.

Why wasn't I informed of this? We just got the report.

That's good news.

That's great news.

Well, the department doesn't have to worry about bad press on this one.

I guess it won't.

Good work, Hunter.

I'll be in touch.

Crank still in the lockup?

Yeah. I'll kick him loose.

I think I may have found her. Her full name is Elizabeth Childs. She's got a

boyfriend that matches Bobby's description, and she didn't come to work

She called him thick.

You got a home address on it?

Wadsworth is going to meet us now. Great.

Let's go around the back. We'll take the front.

Jeff, you in?

Yeah.

Nothing in back.

Think they got what they were looking for? Yeah.

Just once, I'd like to beat these bastards with a punch.

Hunter?

She's alive.

Send an ambulance to 1661 North Holliston, please. Make it fast.

Not exactly gold medal winners in the brains department.

They left prints all over Elizabeth Child's place.

I got an ID on Chico Gomez's partner.

Turo Hidalgo?

R &I's running a records check on him. They should have something for you

the hour.

Love.

He's right here.

Mr. Arnold James.

Go. Look, I'll give you the bad news first.

I got nothing on the guys who work for Paco Reyes. Man, the people on the

don't want to know anything about those dudes.

What's the good news?

A couple of professional ladies of my acquaintance have been doing some

specialized work for Senor Paco, and I do not mean cooking and cleaning.

It seems that Senor Reyes has a party house up in the hills off Encinal Road

Malibu.

Jeff, you know anything about a party house Reyes keeps out in Malibu Canyon?

No. What do you got?

Take a ride.

Why don't you walk around the side?

I'll go around the back.

Hunter? Yeah, in here, Jeff.

Nice tight pattern.

Shooter knows how to use a gun.

Check this out.

Yeah, this is Sergeant Hunter. Give me Sergeant. We'll call him Homicide.

38. Frank Gehrman still carries his 38.

Homicide. McCall. Yeah, McCall, when did Frank Gehrman get kicked loose?

A couple hours ago. Well, you better get Barney and Reuben over here to 809

Vista Mar Road, Malibu. We got two dead bodies for them.

Also, I think you better put out an APB and a murder warrant on Frank Gehrman.

You don't think he did the killing, do you? I hope not.

I'm about a half hour away. I'll pick you up.

Go ahead. I'll wait for the lab boys.

The investigation continues into the shooting deaths of two murder suspects

home in Malibu Hills.

Police are looking for Frank Garamond, a retired Metro PD officer in connection

with the slayings.

Ironically, Gehrman was once one of the top homicide detectives on the board.

The city council today voted to extend its ban on parking.

Like every Saturday night.

We'll pick it up later.

What's the news on Frank's APB?

Nothing. I put out an APB on Paco Reyes, too. I don't have anything on him yet,

either. If Frank finds Paco Reyes, he's going to kill him.

Let's get out of here.

I thought you wanted the deal.

Put the guns away.

Come on. I can see you.

Everybody relax.

You're a stinking cop.

This is entrapment.

No way you can bust me.

Did you bring the money?

I don't know what you're talking about.

I'm talking about the pure grade coke Bobby Garamond ripped off.

I took it from two of Paco Reyes' boys.

They resisted arrest, so I blew them away.

There I was in a house with two dead murder suspects in a suitcase full of

Five million dollars worth.

So for the first time, I gave in to temptation.

You gotta be loco.

Man, if Paco finds out you ripped him off, you're dead.

If Reyes comes after me, I'll kill him.

Go ahead, give him a call. Tell him where we are.

I'll take care of him right here.

I'll look for him after you call. He's hiding out.

Then there's no reason to tell him about our little deal.

Unless you're afraid of him.

If I was scared of Reyes, I wouldn't be here.

Good.

Now all we have left is one little problem.

If we're going to do business, we can't do it pointing guns at each other.

So either we put him away or I walk out and deal with someone else.

Okay.

Somebody's got to trust somebody, right?

Now it's your move.

Let's see what you got.

You first.

Sure. There's no law against carrying money around.

What do you got for me?

Check it out.

And all the time I thought you was Mr.

Law and Order.

You know how many times I found myself staring at a suitcase full of unmarked

bills? It really gets you after a while.

So I decided to shoot the move.

Hey, man.

Welcome to the real world.

Maybe we do business again.

It's a one -time only deal, pal.

Stay cool, and everybody walks out of here alive.

You'll be back.

When cops get a taste of big money, they always want more.

will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to speak with an

attorney and to have the attorney prep for a question.

If you so desire to report one of the attorneys... Take it easy, Jeff. You're

going to be all right.

All that money... I didn't mean to... I didn't mean to...

We've got an ambulance coming.

My lawyer will have me out in an hour.

Yeah? We got two counts of murder on you now.

Two?

Man, what are you talking about?

Wadsworth.

And we're gonna push for an accessory into Bobby Garamond, Kelly.

That wasn't me.

That was Paco Reyes.

Cut me a deal and I'll give him to you. You tell me where he is and I'll talk to

you later.

He has a condo over in Catalina.

He hides there when things get too hot.

Okay, Ray, get him out of here.

Frank, you've been a great help. Thanks.

Well, I think you could use some help, even though I'm a bit rusty.

You still got good old moves.

Thank you, pal.

Okay, listen, I'm going to get up to the hospital.

But call me if you get that Paco Reyes.

Got it.

Got a chopper waiting to take us to Catalina. Great.

Volunteer to main lobby.

Volunteer to main lobby. Excuse me? Looking for Arnice Garamond?

Hunter!

Frank!

She recognized me.

She came out of it about an hour ago, and she even called my name. The doc

that she was going to be all right. Thank God.

Good night.

Listen, uh, McCall and I brought Ernie some flowers.

Well, this is mighty nice of you and McCall, but she can't have any flowers

her room just yet. I see you've got these special orders.

Well, I'll tell you what. Why don't you take her some good news instead?

We got Ray.

He's going up on arraignment for murder one tomorrow.

Well, why don't you get back in there and visit with our niece? We'll come

and talk with you a little bit later.

Thanks, and I'll tell her that you stopped around.

Thanks to both of you.

You're welcome, Frank.

Shame about those flowers.

What do you mean?

Well, it's just a shame that they have to go to waste, you know?

What do you mean, go to waste? I mean... Well, yeah, I guess it would.

Well, I have a really nice cut crystal vase at home, and they would just be

perfect in that.

Yeah, they would.

You're right.

Okay, I'll follow you back to your house and pick up the vase. Thanks.