All language subtitles for The Streets of San Francisco s04e21 Superstar

The Streets of San Francisco, a Quinn
Martin production.

Starring Carl Malden. Also starring
Michael Douglas.

With guest stars Paul Sorvino, Don
Gordon,

Ron Strobel,

Alfred Reiter.

Tonight's episode, Superstar.

So, uh, where to?

You know a joint, the Mecca on Fulton?

Hey, you're from the Bronx, huh?

I'm from Manhattan. You're from the
Bronx.

How'd you get?

Well, you just drive.

Hey, you ever been here before?

Never once.

You get to know it, you'll never want to
go back to New York again.

Then don't show me. I got a round -trip
ticket.

little faith healing, man. It's a good
town.

You dig Frisco, love it up. Peace.

Fill the lady's glass.

You got an eastern beer? You bet.

Where's Joe?

Joe who?

Joe Latham. I don't see him around.

I heard he hangs around here.

Isn't it, John?

Just drink your drink.

I'll deliver the message.

Hi, Joey.

Hey, Joey.

Long time.

Leave me alone, Bert. I'm taking you
back with me. No, you're not. Yeah, I'm

taking you back. Now leave me alone. I'm
telling you, leave me alone!

Belly up, boys. It's on the expense
account.

Drop it.

I'm a cop.

Let me show you, okay?

Yeah.

Well, was anyone killed?

Then why call me? This is homicide.

Well, if I'm supposed to know him,
what's his name?

No, I don't know anyone by the name of D
'Angelo, Bert D 'Angelo.

Of course I'm positive.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Just a moment.

What are you mumbling about?

That's the New York vice officer the
chief told us to cooperate with.

Does the man claim to be a New York
policeman?

Well, why didn't you say so?

Yeah, official business.

I'll be right down.

Is he here?

He's here.

This man I gotta see.

He's got the highest arrest and
conviction record in all of New York

She's got a list of citations for
bravery a mile long, a superstar.

Right now, he's a pain in the neck.

They're holding him in the tank.

They're holding him in the tank?

In the tank.

So this girl I'm going with takes one
look at my wife, and she says, Bert, how

could you marry a woman like that?

She's not your type.

So my wife gives her this great big
smile and says, I've been trying to tell

that for 15 years.

I couldn't believe that.

Go check with my wife. I'll pay for the
call.

Hiya, boy cheeks.

Lieutenant Stone.

Hi, Stone.

I'm Bert D 'Angelo.

Inspector Steve Cummings. Bert, how they
going, Steve?

They're going real good.

Well, I guess I'm a pain in the neck.

Much lower, Sergeant. Much lower. Sense
of humor. You must love this guy.

Look, I didn't want to bug you.

All I wanted to do was hustle Joey out
of here, and then when I'm back in New

York, I'll send you a necktie and let
you know I was here. No way.

Gloves? You like gloves? Sergeant,
you're not a cop in this city.

You're a guest, just like any other
tourist.

And you're not going to take anybody out
of here unless he wants to go or unless

he's extradited.

Or over my dead body.

Now, do you understand that?

What about my gun, Steve?

Our property, J. Lee. The city, Bert.

What time is the flight?

Is he always like this?

Look, be a mensch. I said I'm sorry.
What else do you want?

All right.

I would appreciate it if you gentlemen
would help me find a man by the name of

Joseph Latham.

He may have information regarding the
killer of my partner, Mickey Udall.

His height, weight, distinguishing marks
are on the reverse side of the photo.

Now, by profession, he's a short order
cook, and sometimes he makes book.

Well, it shouldn't be too hard to find.

I'm sure your way will be the best way,
Lieutenant.

Don't snow me, Sergeant, okay?

Look, all I'm saying is you know your
city. What do I know?

And when we find him, we're going to be
right there with him when you talk to

him. What for? I'm not going to bounce
him around. Oh, I know you wouldn't do

that.

We just want to be there so we can
learn.

Oh, don't snow me, Lieutenant, and I
won't snow you.

And I do it better.

This here is Fisherman's Wharf.

What do you think of it?

Compared to what?

Look, I'm not here for the grand tour.
When do we talk to your stoolie?

Bert, it's not a stoolie. It's an
informant.

A rose by any other name.

What do you guys do for fun in Frisco?

San Francisco.

Whatever.

What do you do after you get out of
those stuffy uniforms and into your

This isn't a uniform.

You dress like that all the time?

Listen,

thank you very much. Yeah,

Joey's working part -time as a fry cook
at a restaurant down in Michigan. He's

making a book on the side.

Pretty good.

Hit the jackpot with the first coin.
How'd you do it?

See, Harry likes to play the horses.

Only it doesn't pick him too well. His
credit's not too good.

The new bookie in town, he knows about
it.

You know you got the makings of a good
cop?

He's not there.

There he is.

You should have told me you had massage
parlors.

Some things a man's got to learn for
himself, Bert.

So, any luck?

Yes or no.

Joey used to work in there, but the
manager says he doesn't know where he

Maybe I do.

Make a left, go two blocks, make another
left.

That's where Joey is?

That's where Valerie is. We sort of met
this morning.

I know Joey from way back. He's a
massage freak.

Likes to get rubbed by tall, blonde
ladies with boots.

Boots?

Maybe he's a Rudyard Kipling freak, too.

Take a left. Take a left.

Steve, I like your style.

Wait here. I'll be right back.

Wait here, he'll be right back.

You know this is your town, Mike.

You don't have to take this, remember?

Hi, I'm Valerie.

I'm tense, Valerie.

Don't I know you?

Sure I do.

You're from the Mecca.

Listen, you're not going to cause any
trouble around here, are you?

Mallory, I'm not that kind of fella.

Do you know this guy?

His name is Grant, our 18th president.

Do you like him?

A lot.

How about this guy?

Likes oil.

Maybe because he's a fry cook.

Out calls.

I take along talcum and oil.

Where are the out calls?

I'll just get my appointment book.

You wait right here.

You too.

The Aldrich Hotel on Jones.

Hold it. Wait a minute now.

Who is at the Aldrich Hotel?

Joey. That's his address. Everything.

Look, Michael, it's no reflection on
your abilities, but I know Joey like a

brother. I could find him in Carlsbad
Caverns with the lights out.

Later, I'm going to buy you guys the
best meal in town. Steak, lobster, wine,

the works.

Courtesy of the NYPD.

It'll be our way of clasping hands with
our working comrades of the Frisco

Police Department.

San Francisco, Bert. Whatever.

I don't want to talk to you, Bert. I
don't want to talk anymore.

He gave us a tip about a big syndicate
payoff.

Mickey and I went in on it, and he got
hit.

You set it up, Joey.

Look, I heard a rumble on the street, T.
I pick up a telephone. I call you.

That's all I know.

How'd you hear about it? Who told you? I
don't know. I don't know. I mean, I

don't know nothing. It was like thunder.
That's what it was like. It's like

thunder. I mean, you hear it. You don't
know where it's coming from.

Joey. Look, maybe they know I'm your
stoolie, C.

And they set me up to set you up. Don't
lie to me. When did I ever lie to you? A

couple of times I could think of. Only
when I needed bread.

You come back with me to New York.

And then you're going to remember. We
get back on the streets. Wait.

Do I got to go back with him?

Huh? There's no legal reason. No.

Okay.

I don't want to talk to you no more, you
bum.

What do you think you're talking to, you
little bum? Break it up.

I'll work you way back to the tank
again.

Stupid.

I found you. You think nobody else is
going to find you? You got a thing for

dying?

I ain't got a thing for nothing, Bert.

I bought you, dummy.

I paid three bills to a juice head who
knew where I could find you.

He sold you to me. You think he won't
sell you to somebody else? Somebody who

wants you dead forever?

Use your brains, Joey, from a juicer.

You know anything, they'll kill you.

I ain't got nothing to worry about,
Bert.

You know why?

Because I don't know who iced Mickey.

But you ran, dummy.

From you, Bert.

Joey. From you!

I swear.

I swear on my kid's life.

Joey.

If I ever find out you're lying to me,
the cats are gonna lick your face.

You hurt him.

You witnessed this.

You heard him threaten me.

Listen to me, Bert. I ain't your stoolie
no more.

Don't you understand?

I ain't your stoolie no more.

I ain't nobody's stoolie.

Now you get out of here.

Get out of here!

The Mecca Club on Fulton Street.

Yes, sir.

Listen, where'd you learn to order a
real wine like this? My wife is Italian,

girlfriend is French. Both of them were
born teachers.

Must keep you awful busy, huh?

Well, you know what they say. You want
something done, you ask a man who's

Bert, I'm sorry we struck out with Joey.

Joey's in trouble, Michael.

Bert.

It's not Michael. It's Mike. All right?

I wouldn't want anything to happen to
him. Can you put a man on him?

Well, we can't prove that he's in
danger.

And we can't hold him on the off chance.
No off chance, Michael. It's six to

one. He's a dead man.

Look, you can't spare the manpower.

Arrest him. Put him in jail. Just get
him off the streets.

And just what do I arrest him for?

Pushing.

Wait a minute. Are you saying that Joey
is a pusher?

If I were to go back and call on him and
find ten bags of junk in, let's say,

the top right -hand drawer under his
jammers, that would make him a pusher,

right?

Now, wait a minute. Are you talking
about planning it on the guy?

Yeah, gets him off the street.

And it might put a big enough scare into
him to make him tell me whatever I want

to know.

How tough would it be to borrow some
doojies from your property room? Enough

make 10 or 12 bags.

Okay, nothing from your property room.

Give me an hour on the street, I'll come
up with all the skag we need.

Bert.

Sergeant.

If you try that in this city, I'll tell
you what I will do.

I will be standing right next to you
when they book you.

I will click the camera when they mug
you.

I will take you to your arraignment. I
will testify against you.

And I'll tell you what else I'll do.

I'll give you a big smile when I visit
the penitentiary to assist in the annual

magic show.

Two smiles, Bert, and count on it.

Hey.

Hear me, okay?

I got a partner dead in the ground.

He got a widow back there who calls me
twice a week for a ten -minute cry.

And you know something? I cry right
along with him.

What the hell do you guys do around here
when a cop is offed?

Hand the widow the folded flag with
laundry instructions and then forget

it?

Steve, why don't you take him down to
the airport?

Put him on the plane. Make sure he
doesn't get off.

My pleasure.

I forgot my credit card.

You wait here. I'll be right back.

I think the sergeant is a very
complicated man.

And frustrated.

And violent.

Not in there. That is probably on its
way back to Joey's.

Inspectors, A1 to headquarters.

Request a patrol unit at the Aldridge
Hotel on Jones Street.

Room 412, pick up a...

Burt D 'Angelo.

He's trying to make a pickup with a Joey
Latham at the same address.

Yeah, I got it. Seventh race,
Baymeadows.

Now, figuring the difference in time...

They should be off and running in about
20 minutes.

Five dollars to show. I got it.

Okay.

Joey.

Hiya, Joey.

Gotcha.

Come on, Joey. Talk to me.

Come on. I need a name.

Bird, what are you doing? What are you
pushing my buttons for? I got no name.

I need a name, Joey.

Who set us up?

Now, just wait a minute, will you?

You just wait a minute and just listen
to me, huh?

Look, if I knew something, I'd tell you,
wouldn't I?

Then why did you run when Mickey was
burned?

Because you're a crazy man, Bert.

You know you're a crazy man.

You're to blame me.

How did it happen? Tell me. Who told
you?

Come on.

It was on the streets. Everybody knew.

I mean, six guys came up and told me.

But I didn't know it was going to be a
fix. Give me six different names.

I give you nothing.

You hear me, Bert?

Nothing.

Because if I do, they kill me.

I kill you if you don't.

Hey, there's some guy in the alley. He's
got a gun. He's threatening to kill me.

He said he was going to shoot me. He's
standing right here in the alley.

He's got a gun.

He was standing right here. He had a
gun. He said he was going to kill me. He

was standing right there. Just calm down
and give me your name.

Name?

Joey. Joey Latham.

You live in room 529?

Yeah, that's right.

Where else would he go except to Joe's?
That's the only place I can think of.

Well, I tell you, I don't think Joey
knows who killed Bert's partner.

You're going to have to convince Bert of
that one. Yeah, we've got to find him

first. 1 Charlie 4 to Inspectors 8 -1.

Inspectors 8 -1, go ahead.

This is Sergeant Benson, Lieutenant.

We missed Bert D 'Angelo by just a
couple of minutes. The chances are real

he's still in the neighborhood.

Work your way west of the hotel. Try to
find him. We're coming in from the east.

If you see him...

Be very careful with him.

He's a guest in our city.

Yes, sir.

All right, Mr. Latham, we're going to
look for him. You want to ride with us?

You know what he looks like.

Well, no, I'm expecting some calls. It's
business.

If you need me, you know where I am,
okay?

You know, Bird knows we're looking for
him. He's too smart to hang around here.

He's not smart. He's dumb.

What do you got against him, anyway?

You mean besides the fact that he's
abrasive, obnoxious, a smart guy, a wise

apple? Besides all that, yeah.

He has no respect for the law.

I can see that in some people, but not
in the police.

Gee, I find Bird a very sensitive,
perceptive young man.

You know what?

If you told him that, he'd bust you in
the mouth.

Probably right, yeah.

Yeah, I got it. Number five, $20, on the
nose.

Yeah, okay.

Charlie, what are you doing here?

I didn't tell him nothing!

Deep registration, Lieutenant, from, I'd
say, at least the third floor.

Yeah, fourth.

All I can tell you for the moment is the
deceased was pushed, jumped, or fell.

He was pushed.

Pushed.

Yeah, room's all smashed up, window's
broken.

Found this, too.

Nine millimeter automatic, hmm?

That's right, and Bird owns a .38
Special. His is in property.

Well, it's possible they own another
gun, you know.

It's also possible Burt could have been
right. The guy that killed his partner

wants to kill Joey Latham.

Well, I'm way ahead of you.

Call New York and find out if they have
a profile on the shell that killed

Burt's partner. It might match this one.

I'm way ahead of you.

They'll put out an APB on Burt D
'Angelo. I did that already.

Well, if you already did everything,
what'd you come to me for?

For you to tell me what a good job I do.

Blue shirt, tie, dark slack.

He don't look wounded. Maybe he's
gritting his teeth. Let's get him.

All right, up against the car.

Suspicion or murder one? What have you
guys been popping? Zoom?

Who did I kill?

Bert, Joey's dead.

You're kidding.

No.

How?

Went out a window.

You guys think I did it?

Joey's my family. Who have I got? My
wife, my girlfriend, the guys on the

and I got my stoolies.

Sure, I slapped Joey around once in a
while, but it was good for him. Like a

kid, he expected it.

I wouldn't throw him out a window.

Somebody was shot in that room before he
went out the window.

Okay. Why don't you see if I'm nicked,
then?

You don't have... to do that i insist
did you find a shell

call new york get a profile on the shell
that off mickey see if there's a match

it's already in the works i take my
shirt off you gentlemen

Albert, will you?

Put your shirt on, will you?

Well, looks like the lab found a couple
of shards of bone.

Whoever got shot in that room was badly
hurt. He's gonna need a doctor.

Okay.

So figure, before he tossed Joey, they
tangled.

The killer got shot, and if he's hurt
bad, maybe he's still around.

And if he's still around, he's mine.

How do you figure that?

The guy that iced Joey iced my partner
Mickey.

I'll make book on it, six to one.

Bird, get out of town, please.

No way, Michael!

And let me tell you something else.

Don't hassle me.

Don't waste any of this fine talent
you've got around here in bunches

because I'll give him a fit.

And if you do, Michael, I'll sign a
complaint against you for harassing a

citizen.

Homicide. Stone.

Yeah.

Yes, I'll be right down.

No please this time.

Just leave town.

I don't think he likes me, Stephen.

Yeah, I don't know what gives you that
idea, Bert.

Never shakes hands with me when he
leaves the room.

I'm a toucher. I notice things like
that.

Well, maybe he doesn't think you respect
the law.

What do I know about the law?

I'm not a lawyer. I'm a cop. But it's
your job to enforce it.

It's my job to protect people.

From the mugger, the rapist, the armed
robber, the killer.

People like Joey.

Like my partner Mickey.

Did the law help them?

Did the law stop that killer?

All the laws in the world won't stop one
man with a gun.

It's going to take me before somebody
like me.

You know what? I'll do it any way I can.

Dangerous man, Bert.

That's right. Better be damn glad I'm on
your side.

Father Care.

Yeah, this is Charles Miller.

I'm from New York.

I'm sure you remember me.

Charles Miller.

Yeah, are you in town?

I'm at the Caravan Motel on 3rd Street
near the freeway.

I need your help.

Get over here.

Okay, it's all set.

All the hospitals are on the lookout for
any man coming in with a wounded arm or

shoulder. Why an arm or a shoulder?

Well, the killer left the Aldridge Hotel
just when the police arrived. He had to

be running.

And if he's hurt as bad as the M .E.
said, then it wasn't his leg.

What do you got from ballistics?

Well, the same gun that killed Bert's
partner.

Okay.

Where would a guy go that's been badly
hurt for help?

The doctor.

All the legitimate doctors would call
the police.

So this one would have to be a little
bit on the shady side.

Maybe one that didn't have a license to
practice.

If the gun is registered in New York and
he had to make a fast connection, what

kind of shady doctor would he be looking
for?

Ex -New York doc who couldn't practice
in New York anymore?

So he worked his way to San Francisco.

What have we got?

A felon, once a doctor practicing in New
York, now living in San Francisco.

Well, you got five?

Yeah, it looks that way.

I tell you what.

Let's check the files and see if we can
come up with something on these names.

I'll take the top two, you take the
bottom two.

If we strike out, we'll both take the
guy in the middle. Fair enough.

Eight, nine, ten, and you win.

Georgia, if I were hurting real bad,
where would I find a connection?

Just give me the bag, man, you promised.

First things first, baby. All right,
what do you want?

Me?

I got a friend lying in a room. He's all
bloody, but he can't go to a doctor.

What's my friend gonna do?

I don't know.

How am I supposed to know?

Well, you better come up with something
for me, Georgia.

Come on, man.

I need it.

I need it.

Yeah, so do I. So does my friend, baby.

Maybe Jimbo.

Yeah, let's try Jimbo. He knows
everything.

He's smart, huh? He's a pimp.

How smart can you get?

All right.

Where can we find Jimbo?

Oh, no, sir. Dr.

Sutterman passed on eight months ago.

Oh, I'm sorry. Oh, no, don't be.

His heart gave way while he was out
jogging.

Hellman just loved to jog.

Got a license to carry this, Jimbo? What
are you, selling licenses? What kind of

a ripoff is this? Turn around.

What is this?

Dialogue's gonna get you lumped, Jimbo.

Now listen.

I'm gonna shoot you with a little skag.

Street grade, but doogie all the same.

Then I'm gonna blow a little hole in
your arm.

And I'm gonna watch and see which doc
you go to for medical assistance when

you're loaded with dope.

Because you'll be very illegal at that
point.

Why don't I just take you there?

That's a very good boy.

Nothing, huh?

Not a thing.

Well, our last man, Mr. Provick, on
Presbury Street.

I'm sure you'll find your friend there,
but I don't want any difficulty,

understand? Just one thing, Doc.

If you mention that address to anyone
else, I'll come back here, and I'll

your arm in three places.

Thanks for the help.

You've been nifty, so keep the doogie. I
got work to do, so take a walk for

yourself.

Mr. Pravik?

Yeah?

Or should I say, uh, Dr. Pravik?

No, just Mr. Pravik. I stopped
practicing ten years ago. I'm retired.

My request?

There was some misunderstanding.

Arrested 62 for treating and not
reporting gunshot wounds.

Got three years for accessory after the
fact of murder. That's quite a

misunderstanding. It was a mistake. Was
it a mistake in 49, 50, and 51?

All right.

What do you want?

A man from New York City with a gunshot
wound?

Probably in the shoulder.

I don't do that anymore. I'm retired.

You're not answering the question.

Did anyone call?

Listen, why don't we go on downtown?

We'll talk about it. You can explain
your income sources for the last few

minutes. All right, all right.

Yeah,

there was a call, but I didn't go.

What was his name?

Miller.

Charles Miller from New York, but... The
address?

Well, I didn't treat the man.

What was the address?

Caravan Motel. He called me, but I
didn't go.

All right, now, is there somebody else
here today asking about this guy Miller?

A short while ago, yeah.

He already caved in the door.

Miller's not here.

Burt beat us to it.

I'll try to get him to New York.

He's crazy. He's out of his mind. But he
is good.

He's a superstar.

Yeah. Yeah.

No, no, no, that's a description of
Sergeant D 'Angelo. I don't know what

other guy looks like. He's just got his
arm in a sling.

What's this, about two guys being picked
up at the bus station, one with his arm

in a sling? Thank you very much.

The other one wasn't a guy.

Well, it's hard to tell these days. They
all got long hair, sweaters, blue

jeans. It's hard to tell.

61, she's the guy without the mustache.

Well,

we've got everything covered.

Airport, bus station, train station,
auto rentals.

I'll bet he's hiding somewhere waiting
us out. No, he's too smart for that. The

longer he sticks around here, the easier
it is for us to get him.

Bird slip out of town.

Is that the word for bird slip?

That's him.

Flip, slide, or sneak.

But how would he do it?

No way.

He's known every move we've made so far.

He's probably done them all himself.

What would he do, huh?

Travel a private plane.

We've got that covered.

Take a ferry to Tiburon.

We've got a man on there, too.

Slow boat to China.

Yeah, I wish he were on a slow boat.

Say that again.

Can't make it by lander air?

Right.

This is Lieutenant Stone.

Contact the Marine Exchange.

I want a list of all the sailings this
afternoon between 3 and now.

Inspector Keller and I were heading for
the Coast Guard.

We'll keep in touch.

You said the ones were the last to stop
from Vancouver, right?

Sailed at 4. Six passengers.

Notify the Vancouver police.

Give them a full description.

Yes, sir.

The other two stop at the Orient, right?

10 -4.

We can forget about them.

Yeah, that leaves the Pioneer
contractor.

Goes to Buenos Aires by way of Los
Angeles to the Panama Canal.

Left a half hour ago.

Notify the Pioneer contractor.

Tell him to stand by to be boarded by
the Coast Guard.

Yes.

Earth takes a boat to LA, a plane from
there. He's pretty smart.

Gotcha. Try something.

Please, Charlie, try something. You are
a stinking bucket of junk and I want to

kill you.

Just try something.

I want to see a lawyer. You're going to
see a lot of lawyers. You're going to

see district attorneys, judges, appeals
lawyers. You're going to do nothing but

see lawyers sit down.

It's a long way to New York.

You can't do that.

You gotta have extradition papers to
take me back to New York. The boat's

moving. I can't stop the boat. I have no
jurisdiction at sea.

When I get back, I'm gonna tell them I
was kidnapped.

And I'm gonna tell them how I found you
walking around on Times Square in a

daze. And you know what?

They're going to believe me.

Because all the boys back at the
precinct are dying to say hello to you.

Take out your cuffs.

Slap it in your left wrist.

Put your hands behind your back.

Turn around.

Why did you hit Mickey?

He's gotten away. You're the one they
wanted.

Getting too close. Pushing too hard.

Come on.

Where are we going?

Splash.

Watch it. He's got a down show. All
right, Kirk.

That's a good idea. Why don't you do
that, Charlie? Go ahead and jump.

Then I won't get you and Michael won't
get you. The sharks will get you.

And we'll all have something to watch.

Go on, jump.

Come on, get down here. Get over there.

You're a gutless lowlife.

Will you shut up?

Charlie Miller, you're under arrest for
the murder of Joey Latham. Do you know

your rights?

Don't worry, Charlie.

They tell me California is the Garden of
Eden. For murder, they send you to the

country club for, say, ten years.

So the day you get out, I'll be there
with a warrant and a set of extradition

papers, okay?

Are you finished?

Yeah.

Okay, then shut up.

Get around there. They're waiting for
us.

Okay, you've had your fun now. Unlock
these, huh? The keys are in the pocket.

Sorry, Bert. You're under arrest, too.

I'm under arrest? What for?

Because what you did was very, very
illegal.

Getting kidnapped is against the law
since when? Now, you know better than

Bert.

Attempting to move a felon across state
line?

I wasn't moving him. He was moving me.
But it's your responsibility to tell us

where he was and you knew he was on the
boat.

I couldn't find him.

There's a lot of rooms on that tub.

I am. He had a gun on me. He's going to
take me to New York.

A likely story.

I just happen to believe.

I'm going to throw the book at you,
Bert.

The book hasn't been printed yet,
Michael.

The court is only interested in facts
and the only facts you can testify to

who was wearing the handcuffs and who
was holding the gun.

Okay, come on, Steve. Here, buddy.

Unlock these. They're cutting off my
circulation.

You know, maybe you ought to wait to get
to the station.

What about the airport?

Steve, is this the way you treat a guest
in Frisco?

Bert, hey!

San Francisco!

Frisco!

Whatever.

Let's give this one to Dietrich and
Weiss.

Hi, Steve.

I thought you went to New York
yesterday. That's what you get for

How's it going, Michael?

Mike.

Thank you.

Say, if you don't have any way of
getting down to the airport, Steve can

you down there.

It's been nice.

I think he likes me. Oh, yeah? He shook
hands with me. I think that's his way of

saying goodbye.

Where's he going?

He's not going anywhere. It's where
you're going. I'm going to Chinatown.

And then I'm going to take the ferry to
Tiburon and back.

And then I'm going to go down fishing
with Worf.

I thought you hated San Francisco.

It's not love at first sight.

Kind of gross on you, though, doesn't
it?

That's a lot of things.

Nothing's been the same since Mickey was
killed. I've been kind of looking

around. I called my wife. She doesn't
hate the idea of moving to Frisco. What

about your girlfriend?

Well... She says if it's good enough for
my wife, it's good enough for her.

Well, it'd be like starting all over
again, Bert, but you probably could

you know, some kind of job here in the
department.

Well, that wouldn't be so bad, working
with guys like you and Michael.

You two guys are cream of the crop.

If it wasn't for you, I would be
floating face down in the bay right now.

No, Bert, I think you could take care of
yourself okay.

No, really, I gotta hand it to you. You
guys are good cops.

You were with me every step of the way,
and when it came down to the real

Mahaskis, you were right there. My hat
is off to you.

Well, that's very big of you, Bert.
Thank you very much.

Frisco's finest.

But you wouldn't last ten minutes in New
York.