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The Streets of San Francisco. A Quinn
Martin production.

Starring Carl Malden.

Also starring Michael Douglas.

With guest stars Stephanie Powers, Chris
Robinson,

Paul Carr,

Michael Bell.

Tonight's episode, No Place to Hide.

About a year after we got married, I
told George I wanted to go back to

And he said, what, you need an education
from Mama? You got me.

Well, I said, how am I ever going to
learn to appreciate you if I don't

He came up with that tuition just like
that. Oh, come on, you're putting me on.

No, it's the truth as I'm standing here.
Jennifer O 'Brien.

Yes?

It all happened so fast.

All I thought was the gun.

He was just a bluer. Was he white or
black?

White. Was he taller than I am or just
about my size?

Maybe. Not as tall.

Well, did he have a full beard? Was he
clean -shaven?

What color was his hair?

Blonde? Black?

I don't know. Do you know what he was
wearing?

I just don't know.

All I could look at was that gun.

I'm sorry.

I understand.

Maybe you can tell me something about
the victim.

Jennifer O 'Brien.

She was a good job.

A little sad, maybe.

But I just figured her and her old man
swept him along too well.

Do you know anything about him?

Her husband?

He's a salesman, I think.

He's always out on the road.

At least he's never at home.

Thank you.

I'll have someone drive you home if you
like. Oh, I'd appreciate it.

Justin, take Mrs. Schroeder home, will
you?

Nobody at the home, but the car here is
registered with Robert and Jennifer O

'Brien.

The killer stood in the doorway. He
called out her name, and when she

he shot her.

What does that sound like to you?

Professional hit.

Yeah, that's what it sounds like to me,
but it doesn't make sense.

A local housewife doing her laundry,
getting shot by a pro?

It just doesn't make sense.

Lieutenant?

Yeah. What do I do with the laundry?

It just finished washing.

Uh, here.

Put it in the dryer and then throw it in
the back of the car. And then impound

it. Until we find a Mr. O 'Brien.

Robert J. O 'Brien is not on the road.
He's doing one to five in Holton for

Mansfield.

Went through a red light, killed a
pedestrian, he kept going.

He's got three prior convictions for
drunk driving and lost his license.

Was he notified of his wife's death?

Not yet, no.

Let's do it ourselves. I want to talk to
him anyway.

O 'Brien, D -85 -112.

Report to the deputy warden's office at
once.

O 'Brien, D -85 -112.

Don't walk, Bobby. Run.

Maybe it's good news.

Maybe they're...

Got to let you go.

He said me.

He said they were going to kill me, not
her.

He didn't say anything about her.

Who said they were going to kill you,
Mr. O 'Brien?

You afraid to tell us?

You think I care what happens to me now?

Metzger.

He's the one who ordered it.

Oh, I'm going to get him.

Oh, my God.

Metzger wanted a favor.

He wanted Jennifer to be a courier.

Someone was going to give her drugs on
the outside, and she was going to pass

them to me on visiting days.

And I was going to give them to him.

Why you and your wife?

Who would suspect a 23 -year -old
housewife and a drunk driver?

They said if I didn't do it, they'd have
me killed.

I didn't care.

I'd heard her enough already just being
in here.

I couldn't ask her. I didn't even tell
her.

I figured with me dead, she could start
all over.

She was very young.

Why?

She never hurt anybody.

Maybe they approached your wife without
you even knowing about it.

No, she would have told me.

What about a friend? Could she have
confided in a friend?

Uh...

Loretta. Uh, Rita King.

Our husband's in here, too. They used to
come up together.

We used to save on gas.

Do you have any idea who might have
contacted your wife?

One of the brothers.

Brothers? The White Brothers.

They're a gang in here.

Metzger's their leader.

White Brothers?

Go on. I mean, go on. They kill people.

Well, I have an ornament.

Who's that?

He's the deputy warden.

He's the guy who writes everything down.
You tell him what goes on in here and

he doesn't do anything. He just writes
it down and sticks it into his files.

Okay, we'll talk to him.

Oh, sure.

And what about Metzger?

We'll get him.

May take a little doing, but we'll nail
him.

And then what are you going to do when
you got him?

He's doing 20 years to life.

You going to put him in jail?

Carl Metzger.

Four counts armed robbery, one count
murder, first degree.

He's head of the White Brothers.

Fifty -eight members on the inside and
about that number on the outside.

White Brothers. How come I never heard
of them before?

Who knew?

Organized about two years ago when the
cadre hid two of them actually.

The cadre?

Yeah, the black cadre.

That's their leader.

Lafayette Delacroix.

Armed robbery, murder, kidnapping, rape.

He's got 61 men on the inside and over
100 on the outside.

Sounds like an army.

Well, haven't you heard? There's a war
going on in here.

Blacks against Chicanos, against the
whites, against the blacks.

And there's no way out except death or a
parole.

Just death, Lieutenant.

Once you're a member of a gang, you're
in for life.

There's nothing you can do about it.

We don't run this prison, they do.

We just keep them behind the walls.

But inside, they run it.

What do you know about prison gangs,
Patrick?

Not much, really.

Started in 68 after the Civil Rights
Movement.

First the blacks organized and the
Chicanos.

If you're not a member of one of the
gangs, then you're fair game for

We've had 40 gang -related deaths in
California prisons last year.

And every time a gang member gets
paroled, you've got another killer in

streets. So if Metzger wanted someone
outside killed, all he'd have to do is

just send the word.

Right.

Here's a list of Metzger's outside boys,
at least the ones we know about.

You got a file on the black cadre in
there?

Be my guest.

What are you looking for?

I'm looking for an old friend of mine,
Pepper Collins.

He owes me a favor.

Can I get a copy of this, mate?

Sure, here's your one.

Hey, Bob.

What were they paging you for?

Hey, Bob, what's wrong?

They killed her.

What are you talking about? Who did they
kill? They killed Jennifer.

For nothing.

They just killed her.

Who?

Too bad about your wife, Bobby.

Stop! No!

Yes, sir. It's too bad.

Why don't you walk it off, Bobby?

I want to have a little talk with Mr.
King.

Go on.

Too bad about Bobby's wife.

You already said that.

Don't interrupt me when I'm trying to
make a point.

Like I said, it's too bad about Bobby's
wife.

Isn't it?

Yeah, it's too bad.

You're going to do me a favor, Lou.

Let's see how you're such a good friend
of mine.

The next time your wife visits you, you
tell her that a man named Constantine is

going to be in touch with her.

He will give her something, which she
will give you and which he will give me.

What if she refuses?

Well, that's the point.

She won't.

Not as long as you're in here and she's
out there.

Look, Metzger. Oh, call me Carl.

Seeing as how we're such good friends.

Oh, uh, can you give that sweet wife of
yours a kiss for me?

We let them out, they kill, we put them
back in, but it doesn't matter.

It's like a second home to them. They've
got the white brothers to take care of

them.

And to pass the time, they just sniff a
little coke and make a little home brew.

And I always thought the worst thing
you'd do to a guy is send him to prison.

It is to an honest, upstanding, God
-fearing man who has something better to

with his time.

But that's not what prisons are for, is
it?

It's for outlaws, incorrigibles.

Well, where do we start?

With Rita King or with her 65 white
brothers?

Well, we got Pepper Collins, and he sure
ain't no white brother.

You see, Pepper had a younger brother
who worshipped. This kid would do

to be like his older brother.

That includes street gangs, ripping off
cars, vandalizing schools.

Even go to Holton? He was well on his
way.

And I got a chance to talk to him about
hero worship, choosing the right kind of

heroes.

About three months later, I get a letter
from Holton.

It's Pepper.

He's thinking.

How you doing, Pepper?

Stephen Keller.

This is Lieutenant Mike Stone, Pepper
Collins.

Real camel's hair.

I don't dig synthetic brushes.

How you doing?

You could have gotten that from my
probation officer now.

That's all you wanted.

No, I need some information on a murder.

I didn't do it.

Nobody said you did. We think it was the
White Brothers and that Metzger ordered

it. You know, it's funny.

Halfway around the world, some Arab
nomad changed the hair of his camel so

Pepper Collins can paint the eyelashes
of a beautiful woman.

We need a favor.

Well, the man never does anything out of
the goodness of his heart. He does it

because he expects a favor in return.

I didn't ask for anything from you. I
didn't need anything.

What's in it for me?

Satisfaction. You give us the names, we
do the work.

I guess that's one way of getting back
at the honkies.

Or whatever they call it.

We need the names of the hitmen of the
White Brothers who ran the organization

from the outside.

Jack Constantine runs the show.

Where do we find this Constantine?

Try the phone book.

Abe Sugar,

Joe Max, Ernie Porter, Dick Henderson.

Those are the heavy irons for the white
brother.

Thank you very much.

You just closed your account at this
branch.

Oh, yeah?

Sure been nice doing business with you.

What exactly is it this Jack
Constantine's going to give me?

Probably drugs.

What if I refuse?

Then maybe the same thing that happened
to Jennifer O 'Brien will happen to you.

That's why you have to do it, Rita.

Maybe I could go to the police house for
protection.

That's fine for you.

What about me?

Who do I go to?

What about the guards? The warden?

There's no place for me to hide, Rita.

There's no place in this prison they
can't get to me.

Couldn't they transfer you to another
prison?

It'd be the same thing. They'd be
waiting for me.

I can't believe that, Lou.

It's true.

The same gangs in every prison in this
state.

As long as I'm behind bars, they can get
to me.

I'm not a prisoner anymore. I'm a
hostage.

I know.

Yes, it's about Jennifer O 'Brien.

Well, I understand, but I'd like to talk
to you anyway.

I'll be there. Thank you.

That was Rita King. I'll meet her in
half an hour.

What have you got?

I've got Abe Sugar, Dix Hennessy, Ernie
Porter, and Joe Max.

Everything there from break and manta
ray to axe murders.

What have they done lately?

Probation officer says nothing.

Choir boys, huh?

Quite. Who are they?

Nobody. Just didn't want to stack the
deck with our witness at the laundry.

All right, I'll take one of these, and
I'll see if I can dig up Constantine.

It's going to be a busy day.

No, I can't think of anything out of the
ordinary.

Jennifer and I... Hello, Deanne.

Watch where you're going, though.

Jennifer and I talked about the same
things we always talked about.

Our husbands, how we miss them.

Did she say anything about receiving a
visit or a call from a stranger?

No. Why, did she?

I don't know. That's what I'm trying to
find out.

The last time you saw her, did she seem
tense or nervous?

No more than usual.

Holden State Prison isn't a happy place
to visit.

Well, can you recall?

I'd rather not recall, Lieutenant.

I'm not used to murder like you are. No
one ever gets used to it. Believe me.

Poor choice of words.

But I'll tell you everything I know. If
I think of anything else, I'll call you.

I'd appreciate that. Thank you. Thank
you very much.

Uh, excuse me.

Excuse me, you don't have a class right
now, do you? Ah, yes, I'm just over in

the bar. Well, this shouldn't take very
long. I just wanted to see if you

recognized any of these people. Thank
you.

Nothing?

Who's this guy?

Was that him?

No, he just reminds me of one of my
philosophy professors.

Can't keep that in mind.

What about these other ones?

No?

Nothing, huh? I just keep seeing that
gun. The face above it is a blur.

I'm sorry. That's okay. It may not be
any of these people anyway. Thanks a

You have a good day.

Who are you?

Who were you expecting?

Jack Constantine.

Then that's me.

What did the cop want?

He just wanted to ask me some questions
about Jennifer O 'Brien.

What did you tell him?

Nothing.

I believe you.

You have a very sincere quality.

Pretty bad looking, either.

I agree.

I wish I'd come here.

A little

closer.

The next time you go to visit your
husband, you take this and you put it

the back part of your tongue.

And nobody will ever know it's there.

Once you're inside and you eat...

Would you like a little more practice?

I think I have the idea.

What's inside that balloon is pure. It's
uncut. Make sure you don't bite through

it.

Well, what if they search me? They do
that sometimes.

Well, if I were you, I'd swallow it.

See you around, Rita.

Mr. Constantine.

Au revoir.

Oh, here, let me help.

Oh.

I told the girls to double bag it. They
give you the food stamps, but they don't

tell you how to lug the stuff home.

I'm looking for a Jack Constantine.

Oh, that one. Went out when I did.

Asked him nice as could be.

Might I have a lift to market, Mr.

Constantine?

And he just smiles and drives off.

Say, I'd be glad to help you up with
these. And I'll be glad to let you.

Okay, thank you very much

Forget

the

plumber to myself.

I didn't hear you ring. You get a chance
to, I'm Inspector Keller.

I gotta turn the sprinklers off for my
neighbors.

They're out of town.

That your little girl?

Yeah. I got two more out here somewhere.

So where were you last Monday morning at
8 a .m.? Hey, Inspector, I served my

time. That hot shot stuff is behind me,
you know what I mean? I know what you

mean, but I still gotta know.

8 o 'clock, huh? Yeah.

I was getting groceries. My wife had a
virus.

Which market? Listen, I got a good job.
I deliver bottled water.

It's not exactly steady. Just when the
drivers turn up sick. But I've been

averaging five days a week. Yeah, Joe.

I'm what you call a backup man. I'm
really saving my money. I really want to

one of those regular routes.

Which market, Joe?

The one down by the corner. By the stop
sign. It's open 24 hours.

Anybody see you in it?

Hey, I don't know.

If I thought I was going to need an
alibi, I would have whistled Dixie and

Well, I'll go down to the market, and I
just hope somebody remembers seeing you.

Yeah, well, they better. I spend enough
money there.

I never thought I'd ever be ashamed to
kiss you.

I'm sorry, baby.

Lou, you're the only thing that matters
to me. I only live for the day you get

out of here.

What have I done to her, son?

I just wanted to pay the bills. Just
once, pay all the bills.

Don't, please, Lou.

So easy. Take the money, change the
books.

Go to Hawaii, go to Las Vegas.

Everything is fine as long as the book's
balanced, right?

Lou, please.

You want to know something funny?

I never thought of myself as a criminal
until they

locked that cell door behind me the
first time.

I'm sorry, baby.

I'm sorry for both of you.

You know you can't score unless you're
on the floor. You know what I mean,

Bean?

You want me to tell you the story of
your whole life?

You just stand there and watch.

What am I supposed to do?

Hey, Garth, Delacroix was sitting next
to O 'Brien just before it happened.

Delacroix must have passed him back to O
'Brien. Who's going to prove it? O

'Brien must know. He didn't have a
chance.

I don't think he cared whether he had a
chance or not.

Who did you contact?

Abe Sugar and Joe Mack.

Sugar was in a bowling league, got a lot
of witnesses.

Mack's a big family man now.

Alibi? Not too good, no.

What did you tell us you were looking
for me?

That's right, I was.

Get off the desk. Get off.

You're not off. Call my lawyer. We'll do
this by the book.

Jack Albert Constantine, is that it?

Yes.

You had, let's see, 13 arrests, two
convictions, and you were seven years in

hole. I paid my debt to society, fellas.

While you were in Holton, do you know
any gang members of the White Brothers?

I haven't even heard of him.

Distinguishing marks.

The letters W and B tattooed on your
right forearm.

Initials of my mother's maiden name,
rest her soul.

Do you recognize any of these people?

Yeah, that's Abe Sugar. A little
younger.

Ernie, Joe.

We used to...

Walk the yard together sometimes.

You still see them?

They're ex -cons. That's against the
rules of my probation. You know better

that. Where were you at 8 o 'clock
Monday morning?

That's a long time ago. I don't
remember.

Think about it.

8 o 'clock.

I was downstairs with your desk sergeant
filing a complaint.

I get my milk delivered and somebody
keeps swiping it. It's a regular jungle

there.

Well, can I help you with something
else?

No, no, thanks.

I'm glad I could help.

Thanks for the coffee.

At least we got something.

What do we got? The guy's got an alibi.

Oh, come on now. You heard what he said.

He knew exactly when to complain that
his milk was being stolen.

Exactly.

He told us that we found the right
haystack.

Let's hope we can find the needle.

I ain't no fool, man. We both know
that's against house rules.

Well, you know, Pepper, sometimes he
makes his own rules.

You know that?

So we're going to take him out.

The waves of steam.

It stops right there, right?

It's all right with me, man, but I don't
think that's what's going to take us

this long.

Well, convince him.

Well, if you think you're bad enough,
get on.

Stuff any good?

I feel like water.

I got some from inside.

Okay. It's Pepper Collins that fingered
all of us.

He pushes buttons.

Me?

That's what I said.

Hey, why me, Jack?

What's wrong with Dix or Ernie?

Metzger likes your work. We all do. I
mean, we're regular fans.

Just take care of him.

Thanks, Debbie.

Hello, this is Mrs. King.

Another visiting, Jay, coming up, Rita.

And another delivery to make.

So soon? Here's where you'll meet me in
an hour.

No, wait a minute. I can't go now. I
have a job. I can't just leave.

All right.

I'll come over there.

No.

No, uh... Here.

You, uh... Give me an address.

Okay, last time.

Too bad about the O 'Briens. They buried
him right next to her.

Isn't that cozy?

I have to be getting back now.

It's onward and upward, Javier.

What am I supposed to do with two of
them?

You kiss him hello, and you kiss him
goodbye.

Look, sooner or later, if I keep this
up, I'm bound to get caught.

That's not my problem, Rita. That's
yours.

This thing looks familiar.

What are you doing here? It's the only
place I knew to find you.

Crazy, what if the cops see us together?

Hey, I've got to talk to you about the
Pepper Collins hit. It's too big.

Oh, you're getting scared, Joey? Yeah,
you're damn right I'm scared.

And I want out.

Oh, you know what out is.

Pepper Collins is not a job, he's a
kamikaze act.

Get Ernie, let him take the bows.

He's an alley fighter, he's got no
style, no class.

Hey, I made three hits for the brothers.

And I'm still clean, and I'm still
alive, and I'm gonna stay that way.

Get somebody else. I'm not going near
Pepper Collins.

That's the way you want it, Joey.

That's the way I want it.

Is he dead?

Yeah, Lieutenant.

I've called for a coroner's wagon.

Say, that's Joe Max, isn't it?

Yeah. How many shots?

I make it two. Either one would have
killed him instantly.

You see a witness?

Yeah, Cahill's his name. I just got here
myself. I haven't questioned him yet.

Yes, Mr. Cahill, you saw the shooting?

I heard it. Where were you?

I was over there unloading my truck.

Tell us exactly what you saw and what
you heard.

Sounded like two guys arguing, real loud
like.

Then the shots, and this car rips right
by me.

Now, was that before or after the
shooting?

About the same time.

Can you describe the car?

It was brown, small, two -door, I guess.
I'm not sure about the make.

License? I caught the letters, not the
numbers. It was O -R -E.

O -R -E.

And I think it was a woman driving.

And the man who did the shooting?

I never saw him.

He must have been in the second car I
heard take off. Went out the other gate.

Is that when you called us? Yeah.

You guys sure got here fast.

Not fast enough, Mr. Cahill.

Okay, here we go on this partial.

Now, DMV's got a thousand cars with ORE,
right?

Of those, 48 are coupes. Just give me
the Bay Area. Here, you want to have a

sandwich? No, no, thank you. I just took
a computer to lunch. Okay, in the Bay

Area, we've got eight of them.

Number one is a Mrs. Rudolph Warren.
Number two, a Ralph W. Goodman. And

three... Just give me the names. I'll
count.

Lester Fong, Mr. and Mrs. Walt
Evanhauser, George Eisen, T .K. Smith,

Tassimoto, or Louis King?

Mrs. Lou King.

Or Rita King.

But you might like that one, yeah.

What was she doing there with a guy like
Joe Max?

And whoever killed him.

Jennifer O 'Brien wouldn't do it.

So they found somebody else.

Come on, let's go.

Don't forget your lunch. No, it's a very
good sandwich, too.

I left work early because I wasn't
feeling well. It's simple. But you

come home?

No, I had things to do.

Was that to see Joe Max?

I don't know anyone by that name.

He's the man that was killed.

Well, I'm awfully sorry, but what does
that have to do with me?

You were seen leaving the scene of a
murder.

Oh, there might be some mistake.

Was anyone else there with you besides
Joe Max?

You know that we're trying to help you,
Mrs. King?

Just like you helped Jennifer O 'Brien?

Do you know a man named Jack
Constantine?

No.

Were you asked to smuggle anything into
prison?

No. Are you afraid your husband's going
to get hurt if you tell us the truth?

I am telling you the truth.

Would your answers be the same if your
husband were right here in this room?

He's in Holden Prison.

And what if he were here with you? But
he's not. But if he were? Then I'd be

able to see him and know he was safe.

And would your answers be the same?
Don't play games with me.

Suppose. What if?

Don't you understand the people that
killed Jennifer O 'Brien aren't playing

games? It's for real. It's life and
death.

We know that, Mrs. King.

Well, then you play for real, too.

You get my husband out of there. You put
him in this room with a guarantee he

won't have to go back. Then you ask me
those questions.

I've never done this before.

I'll try.

I'm gonna try.

Lieutenant.

If you don't bring Lou, don't bother to
come back.

So?

What did the judge say?

He said he was disturbed that he was
going to miss his supper.

Turned you down, huh? No, no, he
listened mostly.

Like the D .A. did.

Then they said they'd get in touch with
me after they talked to the governor.

Do you think we can get him released?

Well, why not?

It gives the state a good material
witness against Constantine.

Well, Mrs. King goes along with it.
Yeah.

Some rules, huh?

We've got to slip one out the back door
in order to get one in the front.

Unbelievable.

These guys like concert teams. The same
thing for them inside as it is outside.

Only thing changes, the size of the
room, different type door.

Yeah, but as long as they're in there,
whatever they're doing, they're doing to

each other and not innocent people.

One way to look at it, I guess.

Where do you want to start?

Rita King. Judge said he'd get in touch
with me. Come on.

Either way, I think she ought to be the
first to know.

Hi, Rita.

What are you doing here?

A friend of mine was watching your
house.

He said the cops were here.

Why?

Because they saw my car at the scene
of...

This afternoon.

I didn't tell them anything, honestly.

I believe you, Rita. It's a sincere
quality you've got.

You see, I mean, the problem... You see,
you could

change your mind.

Anytime you want.

Anytime you want to change...

Hello Rita.

Okay.

It's a dead bullet. Can't open it. All
right. Come on. Let's go.

You got him?

Are you all right?

Everything's all right.

Don't you worry about a thing.

You know, I think he'd better come along
with us. We'll wait until you get

dressed.

Say hello to your husband if I get to
prison, Rita. He ain't gonna be there.

I'm sure the governor will release him.
Don't you worry.

I'll be back. Sooner than I'll get back.

Oh, no, he won't ever be back.

I'll see you at the funeral, Rita.

Well, it's a new start, isn't it? Mm
-hmm.

New luggage, new tickets, new name, and
a new life.

I haven't really thanked you for what
you've done. We didn't do it for you. We

did it for your wife.

She made us an offer we couldn't refuse.

Well, thanks anyway.

Thank you. Goodbye.

You're welcome.

Goodbye. Bye -bye.

Something wrong?

Well, it bothers me.

What bothers you? The fact that we took
him out of jail before his sentence was

up? The guy still got busted for
embezzlement. Your aunt should pay for

But not with his life.

You never told me what that guy's new
name is. Smith.

John Lewis Smith.

John Smith.

That's a very original thought of that.

Me?

I like it. Yeah.

I can read to it.

Just try. Just try.

Thank you.