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The Streets of San Francisco, a Quinn
Martin production, starring Carl Malden.

Also starring Michael Douglas.

With guest stars James Olsen, Belinda J.
Montgomery,

Betty Ackerman,

Michael Anderson, Jr.

Robert Euro.

Special guest star, Robert Walker.

Tonight's episode, Asylum.

looking at the ceiling.

I lay floating like a cloud.

I floated up, touched the ceiling,

and it was gone,

melting in a roaring crowd.

I finished, Dr. Hamill.

That was very good.

Do you have another one?

No.

Perhaps tomorrow.

Well, I see our reading time is over at
any rate.

And those of you who are going on the
outing tomorrow will need your rest.

That will be all for tonight.

Thank you.

I have a small surprise for you.

Would you like to see what it is?

It's in my room.

Susan, I wonder where you went.

Susan, what's wrong?

It's Mr. Collins.

Help! Somebody help!

Help!

Floating like a leaf.

A butterfly.

That's another good image for you, don't
you think?

The matter raised one of the largest of
the family, over 20 feet, and yet very

gentle. Called a devil fish.

Well, yes, by some.

Now let's take a look at the dolphins.

Robert, you're always such a great help.

Come on now, try to have a good time,
huh?

Paul, Susan, let's keep up with the
groove.

Susan, it's all right.

Here. You hold this till I come back,
all right? Don't be afraid. I'll take

of everything.

Paul, come back!

Dr. Rapp.

Eunice, stay with the group.

Gene, it's useless.

We'd better notify the police.

Excuse me, can I talk to you for a
minute?

Sure.

My name is Paul Bierce.

My current address is 300 Lake Street,
San Francisco.

You'll need that, right?

Why don't you sit down, Mr. Bierce?

What can I do for you?

I'd like to report a homicide.

It occurred last night at about 8 .45.

Same address.

Last night?

Why didn't you come here earlier?

I know it sounds strange, but this is
the first chance I've had.

You saw somebody get killed?

Yes. We didn't see who did it.

But the victim's name was Max Collins.

He was put into a tub and...

Drowned.

Murdered. You said we. Who's we?

This girl and I, Susan.

Look, I'm not a crank. I just want
somebody to know what's going on in

Just take it easy. What is Susan's last
name?

Does that matter? She can't tell you
anything.

Why not?

Because she can't, that's all.

Mr. Pierce, this is Lieutenant Stone.

Mr. Pierce is reporting a homicide.

They said it was an accident, but I know
it wasn't. Who are they?

Those people.

Where is State?

That 300 Lake Street?

Would that be the Rab Psychiatric Home?

You work there?

Or are you a patient there?

I came here to tell you a man was
murdered. And he's not the only one.

have been others.

No, that's all right, son. Take it easy.
Now, let's step in my office and talk

this over, shall we?

You think I'm crazy, but I'm not.

I thought I could trust you.

I'm trying to help you, son. Call Dr.
Rack. No.

It was him.

It had to be. He had the only key.

Who, Dr. Rand?

Yes, he killed him.

You just told me you didn't know who did
it, remember?

I know, but it had to be him.

It had to be.

Please don't send me back.

He'll kill me too.

Please, don't hurt me.

I'm sorry, Doctor. I should have watched
him more carefully.

It's my fault.

I recommended we take him off
medication.

It seems we're all culpable.

Whatever he saw last night, he shouldn't
have.

It shouldn't have happened.

Jonas, you're not responsible.

The custodian left that door unlocked.
He admitted it.

When I questioned him, he was so
confused, he didn't know what he did.

One of us should have checked that door.

Of course.

Dr. Hamill, I'm not blaming you.

I know the staff works long, hard hours,
but there's simply no excuse for what

happened last night.

I don't think turning this place into a
prison is the answer.

Killed three people.

I can't imagine what set him off.

Shall I remove the restraints?

No.

I'll do it later.

Wait until he's fully under.

Go ahead. Tell somebody.

I know.

Paul, you can tell me in the morning.

Now just go to sleep.

Inspector Sawyer.

8 -1 responding.

8 -1, call County Morgue. Victim DOA,
probable suicide, Paul William Beers. 10

-4.

Beers, that was the guy... That's the
guy who told us that he was going to get

killed and we didn't believe him.

Let's get over to the morgue.

Hard measurements.

Right ventricle, 0 .4.

Left ventricle, 1 .4 centimeters.

Tricuspid, 13 .0.

Hormonic, 8.

Mitral.

Who reported it? Dr. Rabb.

Notify the parents?

Mm -hmm.

What kind of tranquilizer was he given?

Penobarbital, 100 milligrams.

Come on, let's go.

You're telling me with all those
tranquilizers in his system, he got out

and hung himself?

Steve, that's what the doctor says
happened.

Well, I don't buy it. Well, Mike, I
checked with the hospital.

The old man's drowning was accidental.

All the staff doctors agreed.

Well, maybe they had to.

Look, there's two deaths out there we
know about, right?

Beer said there could be more. Yeah.

I want a report on every death at the
Rab Institute since it opened. I don't

care if the patient was hit with a bolt
of lightning. I want that report. And

Steve, let's you and I call Lenny
Murchison. Maybe he can tell us

about, uh...

Dr. Radd.

Just because I'm in the business doesn't
mean I know every other shrink in town.

So you're telling me you don't know a
thing about Jonas Radd. I didn't say

He's only been in the state about three
years, but his psychiatric journal

articles are very impressive, especially
for new chemotherapy techniques.

Why are all his patients dying, Lenny?

Sawyer's report.

Two other patients dead six months
apart.

And all certified as natural.

Now, what about Bierce's suicide?

That's typical of a manic -depressive.

They seem the most rational, and they've
decided to end it all.

Lenny, have you ever heard of
Huntington's chorea?

It's a degenerative nerve disease,
fatal.

Right, that's what Max Collins had. He
had it in his latter stages.

He was catatonic.

Now, does it seem likely that he would
walk into a room and just drop into a

pool?

Unlikely, but possible.

He's been spoon -fed for the last two
years of his life.

They can have lucid moments, even
ambulatory periods, right up to the end.

That's the wrong answer for you, huh?

It doesn't help, no.

Let me ask you something. What possible
motive could Rav have for killing

anyone? We don't know yet.

All the ties we have so far with the
patients who died, except for Bierce, is

that they were classified as hopeless.

Any complaints from the next of kin?
We're checking that out.

Look,

I don't know where else to start.

I think I do. Now, Bierce mentioned a
girl named Susan.

He said she was with him at the time she
saw what happened.

What happened if I tried to be with her?
Oh, wait a minute now.

Are you thinking of going undercover in
that mental institution?

Yeah.

Well, not just between you and me.

You're crazy.

Well, then that makes me a natural,
right?

Listen, Lenny, isn't there some way to
fake a mental illness, you know, for me

to get past admissions?

Why, they'll spot you in five minutes.

Paranoia should be the easiest psychosis
to imitate, especially for a cop.

Do you think the captain will okay this?
That first evaluation.

They'd be looking right down your
throat.

I think I could fix that. How?

There's a shot I could give you.

It'll put you in fantasy land for at
least 12 hours, and the effects would be

indistinguishable from an amphetamine
overdosage.

Well, what kind of effects?

Very unpleasant.

I just didn't know what to do, Doctor.

It's a stone. You see, his folks are
still in Europe, and I couldn't leave

alone like that, you know. Your nephew's
going to be in good hands. Don't worry.

Well, I wish I could give you the
authority to take care of them, but you

how it is. Dr.

Murchison said that it was only
temporary.

That's all right. We've got other
custodial patients.

We'll take good care of them.

I just love it.

What's all this for?

Routine evaluation.

You're not my doctor.

You like Dr. Murchison?

No. Why should I? He might have got me
in here.

All right, Steve.

This is called TAT, thematic
apperception test.

I want you to go through these cards and
pick out one and make up a story about

it and tell me what it is.

What do you think it is?

A man pushing a kid.

Well, they're holding out their hands.
Maybe they're trying to help him.

They just want to make you believe that.

Do you think adults are trying to hurt
the kid?

Well, somebody's in it for something.

Just like you.

You want to keep me committed here,
don't you?

Why would I want that?

A little green stuff.

A little money I gift my grandfather.

And you and my uncle get to keep it.

We're trying to help you.

Come on, doctor.

Do I gotta take this now?

No.

No, we can do it tomorrow.

I'll have Gene Watson take you on the
grand tour.

Get you settled in.

On the right there is occupational
therapy.

Down there is the dining room.

You a doctor?

Physical therapist.

You really dig this, don't you?

Look, Anderson.

What do you say we have an
understanding?

I won't try to con you.

And you try to learn the one rule we
have around here.

Which is what?

Care.

Care about others.

Care about yourself.

Come on, I want to show you something
else.

This is our rec room.

You can read, watch TV, play cards.

Dr. Hamill.

Yes.

This is Steve Henderson. I was just
showing him around.

Hello. Is it all right if I call you
Steve?

Yeah.

Would you like to meet some of the
others?

Yeah, I guess. Come on.

This is Robert.

Robert, this is Steve Henderson.

Robert's a very fine carpenter.

Yeah, he's very, very friendly, too.

And this is Susan.

She's one of our oldest friends.

Who's that?

Oh, that's our other Susan.

Susan Howard.

Steve, she may not respond.

She doesn't to most people. You mean to
me?

No, I don't mean that.

According to your records, you were a
grade school teacher.

So if I tell you that Susan is a
schizophrenic, you'll know what I mean.

Almost nonverbal.

She's recently had some, well,
unpleasantness in her life.

That makes two of us.

I can try, can't I?

Yes.

Susan?

This is Steve Henderson.

He's new here, and he'd like to meet
you.

That's your radio? That's a nice radio.
I used to have one that was just like

that. Oh,

Susan.

I'm so sorry.

You broke it.

I didn't do anything.

It was an accident, Robert.

You stay away from her.

What are you blaming me for? I didn't do
anything. You just leave me alone.

Ollie, you just leave me alone.

On October 1st, Peter Collins withdrew
$20 ,000 from savings, two weeks before

his grandfather died.

What about the Abrams family?

They left the state last year with no
forwarding address.

But a Mr. and Mrs. John Wilcox are still
local residents.

Her uncle Henry died last May, and her
records show a withdrawal of $10 ,000 in

June. Mm -hmm.

Show them Rad's bank account.

This is a photostat.

The hospital account's under the
doctor's name.

Here the balance goes to almost zero.
Then there's a $10 ,000 deposit.

Over here, same thing, and then again,
bang, another happy deposit, $20 ,000.

withdrawals by the next of kin, deposits
by rap.

Now, that's motive enough.

What, murder for profit? No way.

Well, you know he's got a prison record
in Illinois, don't you?

Yeah, you asked me to check on him, and
I did.

Mike, he just violated a court order.

Look, he ran a halfway house
reintroducing disturbed men and women

It was in a residential area like the
home he has now, except the patients

free to come and go.

Neighbors must have loved that.

Yeah, so much so they had rap closed
down.

He was ordered to vacate and went to
jail when he refused.

That's how dedicated he was and is.

Is he trying to do the same thing here?

Eventually, yeah, except on a bigger
scale.

Well, maybe he bit off a little more
than he can chew.

Lenny could be a good man, but so far
he's the only suspect we have.

Sawyer, check out the insurance,
underwriters.

Policies to anyone who died in that
hospital.

I'm sorry about your radio.

Maybe I can fix it. I will not touch you
if you don't want me to.

I just thought maybe it was a couple of
loose wires.

I'll give it a try.

Where did you get it?

Oh, come on, will you?

It's Susan's. You stole it. Now you give
it back. She gave it to me. Why don't

you just bug off? You give it back. I
won't go to your room.

Now.

What's he so strung out about?

Well, he's sort of adopted Susan.

Feels protective, you know?

He thinks of her as his daughter.

Hey, maybe if you think of him as a
parent, the two of you will get along

better.

As a parent?

Are you kidding?

You surprised me too.

I see you're starting to care.

Don't see how I can help you. Wouldn't
Dr. Rad be the person to talk to?

Well, now, if you don't have any
misgivings about your uncle's death.

Misgivings? No. He died in his sleep.

The last time you saw him, how did he
look?

Oh, same as he's looked for years. He
just sat there

in a chair, unseeing and feeling.

Hopeless. Before my uncle got sick,
Lieutenant Stone.

That's right, Mike Stone.

He was a wonderful man.

When my own father died, he was a second
father to me.

And you're satisfied that he was given
the best of treatment?

Well, Dr. Red was a saint.

Saint, he did everything he could. We
all did.

I have no regrets.

Thank you very much.

I know my way out.

Goodbye.

Let me go.

He's a thief.

Where do they put him?

In isolation.

I don't like it. I want you out of here.
He could have killed you.

He's done it before, you know.

Is that why he's in here?

I checked his record.

Six years ago, he was charged with
murder but never convicted.

That's right.

You know who he killed?

Oh, but I can guess.

He had a daughter. Must have been the
boyfriend.

He had a daughter.

She was raped by a guy who broke into
the house to steal.

When the charges didn't stick, he took
it upon himself to handle it.

I'll bet you that's how he handled
beers, too.

She leaves us Max Collins and two other
guys not accounted for. Yeah, but you

don't even care what happens for me,
man. You never ever care what happens to

me. No, why don't you just back off? All
right, come on. Just back off.

Maybe it was my mistake, but just sit
down here. Come on.

Sit down.

in Rab's office, I saw a letter he'd
written to Mr.

and Mrs.

Wilcox thanking them for their $10 ,000
contribution.

Did you see the date?

Yeah. It was almost a month after the
uncle died.

You got something?

Maybe.

Rab's bank account had some unusual
peaks.

Did you get a chance to talk to that
Susan yet?

It's tough, Mike. She's schizoid.

So she doesn't know what she knows.

Well, she knows Paul.

If I can just reach her.

The killer can, too, so just be careful.

You know, we're not in control of this
situation here. I can't help you.

But I certainly can pull the plug. You
just don't worry about me. You worry

about yourself.

Just don't worry about me, because when
I get out of here, I'm going to see a

lawyer, and you're going to wish that
you never knew me.

That's right.

Huh? That sounds pretty good, doesn't
it?

Here.

Here you go.

No, no, no, no.

Don't be afraid.

I just want to talk to you for a while.

You don't have to say anything if you
don't want to.

Just listen.

To tell you the truth, you're the only
one I like here.

I really don't have any friends.

I saw his name scratched on the bottom
of the radio. Did he give it to you?

But he's not here anymore.

You know what happened to him?

You know, I met Paul once.

Yeah.

Came to see a friend of mine, a
policeman.

You're not afraid of policemen, are you?

Well, Paul wasn't either.

Except this friend of mine, he's kind of
funny looking.

Yeah, he's got these big, big, fat, flat
feet, right?

And the most huge, enormous stomach.

Yeah.

He looks like a duck.

When he walks, he sort of waddles. He
waddles around.

Just like a duck would waddle, you know?

He's really funny, yeah.

Yeah.

That's the first time I've seen you
laugh.

It's nice.

Let me tell you a secret.

If I tell you a secret, you've got to
promise to share one with me, all right?

What if I told you that I was a
policeman?

I got a badge and everything.

No, I do, really.

You know, Paul, he told me a secret,
too.

He told me about an old man named Max.

Collins, you remember him?

Yeah, he had an accident, didn't he?

Do you remember where he was?

Susan, he was in the water.

Who was with him?

Was it Dr. Rand?

Steve, I think you'd better leave.

What are you doing here?

Susan, Susan, wait a minute. Susan, it's
all right.

I'll look what you've done.

Who are you?

Who are you?

Who am I, Doctor? Just leave me alone,
will you?

And you say he died of natural causes.

Yes, it's hard to stop beating.

Dr. Rapp told you that?

Lieutenant, the man was 79 years old.
What's the big problem?

The problem is his heart didn't stop.

It was stopped.

With an overdose of a drug called
Digitalis. What?

How do you know that?

We had his body exhumed with a court
order.

The autopsy was performed two hours ago.

But... You had no right to do that.

We had every right to do it.

Your uncle was murdered.

That's impossible.

Is it?

Or is it possible that you paid Dr. Rapp
to do it with a $10 ,000 contribution?

John. Nancy.

We also know that you got some money
from an insurance policy.

But it wasn't for that. It wasn't for
the money.

Nancy, stay out of this.

She's not involved at all.

Now, Lieutenant, if you're going to
charge me with some crime, I think I

call my lawyer.

Mr. Wilcox.

Three other people died in that
hospital.

All hopeless cases. Now, I'm not going
to argue with you whether it was good

them or not, but last week a young man
died in that hospital and he shouldn't

have.

He was murdered.

He was hanged with a strap around his
neck because he was going to tell us

went on in that hospital.

Now I've got my partner in there risking
his life because he's trying to find

out who did the killing.

And if he is endangering his life
because you won't tell me the truth,

am going to throw the book at you.

And at you.

But you don't understand. We didn't want
to hurt anybody.

Nancy, please.

But she... My wife had nothing to do
with it at all. But if it's wrong, we're

both wrong. John, I want to tell him.
Nancy, don't... Lieutenant, my uncle

begged me before he went into the
hospital.

He begged me not to waste our lives or
our money.

The last thing he ever said to me.

before he died, was let me go.

Let me die with dignity.

But I couldn't.

I just couldn't. So for three years, we
scraped together every nickel we could

find just to keep him alive.

And he was nothing but a ghost.

You see, Lieutenant, the old man knew
that there was a time for living and a

time for dying.

Dr. Rabb chose that time.

But you don't understand. Dr. Rabb took
marvelous care of those people.

I want to ask you something.

Was it his idea or yours?

Oh, she wasn't even there.

And it wasn't Rabb either. It was one of
his assistants.

Who?

Mr. Watson.

The physical therapist?

We were walking in the garden one day,
and I told him the situation.

I have a sister who was sick and needed
an operation she couldn't afford, and

believe me, I didn't have enough money
for her and Henry.

There wasn't any room in the county
hospital, so believe me, I was

And he said that he could help you out
if you brought enough money.

Lieutenant, you just don't understand,
do you?

The money wasn't for him.

It was for the hospital so that it could
stay in business so they could go on

helping people who could be cured.

Mr. Watson is not a bad man.

Oh, no.

He just killed four people.

He's not bad. He might be a little sick,
but not bad.

That's very good, Ray. Very good.

Mr. Watson, would you please come to Dr.
Rabb's office?

Well, when will Dr.

Murchison be back?

All right, just have him call me as soon
as he can.

Yes, it's an emergency.

Why would he do such a thing?

I have no idea.

But I have no doubt either that our Mr.
Anderson is a police officer.

How can you be so certain?

Jonas, I looked him up in the directory.
In addition to his many fine credits,

Dr. Leonard Murchison is currently on
staff as a consultant for the San

Francisco Police Department.

Well, what can he be investigating here?

I think we should ask Mr. Henderson
that.

Watson, please bring Steve Henderson to
my office.

Yes, sir.

Dr. Rabb, there's something wrong.

Very wrong, I'm afraid.

Just tell him that I'd like to see him
in private consultation. Nothing more,

you understand?

Yes, sir.

I need

to eat your

dessert first.

You have mine.

That's all right. I don't like
chocolate.

When the meal's over, you want to take a
walk?

There you are, my favorite two people.

Steve, as soon as you're finished, Dr.
Rabb would like to see you.

Okay.

Susan, I know you don't like spinach,
but you really should eat some.

You need the iron.

Here.

The staff had fruit punch.

Go ahead, take it.

I know you like it.

Maybe it'll help you get the spinach
down.

a cake, huh?

It's way past that, Murchison. Now,
you'll either be candid with me or I'll

you in front of the medical board. I
understand your feelings, Doctor, but...

No, I don't think you do. Now, you sent
a man here you knew wasn't ill.

And the case history you prepared was an
outright lie. Now, what the hell's

going on?

Can I get back to you?

No, I want to know right now, is Steve
Henderson a policeman?

Did he claim to be?

I advise you to seek a lawyer because
the next time I see you... It'll be in

court.

Can I talk to him, please?

First, I want to know who you are.

Lieutenant Stone, San Francisco Police
Department.

Lenny, this is Mike.

Thanks for trying to cover it up for us.

Yes, I know that.

I'll try to explain it to you later.

I'd like an explanation myself.

Where's Steve?

He's on his way here.

Now, what are you after?

Gene Watson.

We're here to arrest him for murder.

What's the matter, Steve?

She better come with me, Swift.

Stay away from me!

Come on, Steve.

You're trying to kill me.

Susan! Run!

Run! I said stay there.

I told him, didn't you?

Okay, now, Steve.

Now take it easy.

Everything's going to be okay.

Come on, Steve.

Steve!

Randy!

Look, Randy.

What does this mean? How's that
courtyard and through the roof?

Is there another way to the roof?
There's another stairway in front. Come

take me.

He's in the courtyard.

Let's go to your room.

Gene, why?

Why did you do it?

Well, because I... I wanted to help,
that's all.

Help you.

Help them, help their families.

Don't you see I believe in you, Doctor?

I believe in what we can do here.

But you needed the money to keep going.

That's why I did it.

I gave it all to the hospital.

It wasn't for me.

They were dead anyway.

They're the stairs. I'll watch the door.

Steve. Steve.

Don't worry.

I'm okay.

I can't believe it.

I feel it.

You stay back!

Oh, my God, he's going to jump.

Steve, listen to me.

You want to join me?

It never stops for you, does it?

With the drug dose that you took, the
flashbacks should come less and less

frequently until they finally stop.

Well, that's nice to hear.

He's still a little paranoid.

Well, maybe he should spend another week
with us.

Where's Murchison? He's the only one I'm
talking to.

If you do, will you tell him to stop
calling me? Because I'm not going to

him up on charges, even though I think I
should. Well, we're sorry for the

charade, Doctor, but... Well, that's the
only way we knew her.

Well, I can hardly blame you, but I'm
thankful that the hospital is in the

clear.

I won't forget that.

And thanks to you, Susan's coming along
quite nicely.

Well, at least I have some idea where
she's coming from now.

It'll be a pleasure watching her be able
to go home.