All language subtitles for kojak_s05e09_the_summer_of_69_1

You know what R .I .P. means, don't you,
Ray?

Sir, R .I .P., run in place. Means rest
in peace.

R .I .P.

You put her here, all those years
kicking and screaming.

You were crazy as a child, an animal.

Give her a bad heart, you did.

Her heart didn't seem to bother her
none.

Not on nights she went out on you.

She'd lock me in my room.

Tie me in my bed.

Go out while you were at work.

Later on, when I was around 12, she used
to take me in on it.

Do you know what she had me do then?

Do you know what she had me do then?

I'm sorry, Pop.

I didn't mean to hurt you.

I just thought you should know.

I'm not staying in Providence.

I'm going to start over.

Goodbye.

Ray, she always hated you.

Always.

I just thought you should know that.

Yay!

That's the best joint I've had in eight
years.

I've been up and down tomorrow.

What's that?

Jail. It wasn't that bad, though.

There's no sense in hiding it.

Don't!

My head isn't into making love this
year. I told you that on the road.

I thought maybe things had changed.

Why? Oh, I don't know.

The joint?

Beer? Guy who finds you very sexy? What
more could you want, right?

I've got a guy who hasn't been with a
woman in eight years.

I hate it.

No, don't.

Don't say that. Don't do that.

We'll be in New York in an hour.

I'll go pick us up a little thick pack.

No more trouble, okay?

off and I can't even stand still in one
spot.

Could you move over here, Lieutenant?

Over here?

Uh, what do I do here?

What's that for?

It's for your blood pressure.

Amy, this is the Lieutenant's 23rd
annual checkup. I'm sure he knows

what he's doing.

Did you hear, Theo?

Lieutenant Gillette died.

Only 39.

Didn't you hear, Dr. Ellis?

Lieutenant Krakow, he had triplets.

He was only 56.

You look sallow, Theo.

Slow down.

Take your days off. Avoid excessive
overtime.

You hear that?

I mean, the force is being cut down,
crime has gone up, and I'm supposed to

it easy. You know what's going on out
there, Doctor?

I miss the battles, Theo.

I count the buddies.

A lot of men are talking early
retirement, going on to something else.

How about you?

You know what? Give up show business?

No, no, no.

The force is stuck with you a couple
more years.

Excuse me, but there are a few questions
you failed to check.

Yeah. Are you married?

Uh...

Divorced. No.

And, of course, no children.

Uh, no children.

And, uh, in this section... And this
isn't fair.

Because if I fail that high blood
pressure test, nurse, that's the reason.

I don't understand.

Just exactly, what are you using my
window for?

We take one frame, one picture every
couple seconds.

Then when we run it later, we squeeze
four hours into one minute. It's a film

for a class in school.

Requiem for an abandoned car on a New
York City street.

Not just in mind.

You know what I've done?

I've... I've, uh... I've tried to hurt
her.

Mostly, that's all. Just get even with
my mother.

I had to tell my father the truth just
once.

She'd go out.

I couldn't say anything.

She would have killed me.

And when I was older, if he phoned like
he was coming home early, I'd have to

answer.

Say she was asleep.

And then I'd call her at this hotel.

She maintained a room there.

Maintained.

I shouldn't have hurt my father's
feelings.

I'm sorry.

with tap water in my African violence,
do you? Yeah, I chipped in a buck a

month. It makes better coffee, Bobby.
That I can't believe.

Yeah, it does. Just a minute here. You
can't put it here because the drawer

doesn't work. See?

I told you before.

Never mind about the drawer. Just hold
that steady a second. We'll fix your

drawer later. Hold it.

I got a puff of...

What broke?

You know what somebody asked me just an
hour ago and I said no?

What? Do I have any children?

Do I have any children?

An answer to the bridge. Abandon ship!

Flickr Street.

A murder. A girl found in the trunk of a
car, wrists tied and eyes are taped.

There's no plates, no ID on the victim,
no purse, nothing.

There's a couple of film students.

Got some sort of movie for you if you
want to develop it.

You get their names and addresses. I'll
talk to them later. Right.

Looks like clothesline. Common brand.
Kind of like a pair of handcuffs.

Precise cause of death.

Multiple stab wounds in the back.

How'd you know that?

We call them the clothesline killer.

He murdered three women in the summer of
69.

And in October of 69, I caught the
clothesline killer.

Name?

Fred Toner.

He was in a YMCA uptown 23rd Street.

When he tried to escape, I killed him.

Two shots.

Hey, Frank, remember 1969?

You were a lieutenant and I was bucking
for your job, and you had Captain Fish's

job all sewn up.

Mets won the World Series.

Who could forget 69?

Three women did. They were murdered.

The clothesline killer, remember?

Fred Toner, the first man I ever shot?

Frank, this girl was killed with the
identical M .O. I mean, including the

over the eyes, which we never released
to the press.

When I shot Toner in 69, Frank, how
could he have been the right man?

Theo. He had the same kind of rope in
his room when you went after him.

Bluebird, that was it. It was definitely
his knife that killed that victim.

And it was her blood type the lab found
on his Navy peacoat when they checked it

out. He even took a shot at you when he
tried to escape.

And the murder stopped.

So how could it be the wrong man?

Yeah.

Excuse me, but we found out one thing
from the lab for sure. That the type of

clothesline he used to type the girl's
wrist in the trunk was Bluebird.

Hmm.

What did you ever give me anyhow except
promises?

Come on, Leela, don't bring it in my
gym, huh?

Hey, Quaid, you wouldn't believe it.
I've been sitting on this order five

He wouldn't take nothing but long stems.

Says they were just right for your
long...

but I sure was feeling taken for
granted.

Okay, okay, take ten.

I got 25 killers in here.

Monsters. But it's peaceful, no problem.

One woman, delicate nature, right?

Man, I got World War III.

Unbelievable.

Hey, when did you go out for those
road...

up with you.

Yeah.

Yeah, he thinks I got a great future
here, running a health club.

Judo, kickboxing, that's what I want to
bring in. That's coming up fast.

Let's go, George, for a cool hour.

Hey, Rudy, that's all right, man. Hey,
nothing to it but to do it, big time.

I'm pushing 30.

That just makes me mean.

on it. The God's been hot so long it's
cold again. You mean we don't know where

it came from? Garage, service, nothing?

Not one single clue. Not a gas receipt,
not even a service tag. Nothing but

about a thousand smudge prints. There's
no ID on the victim. The morgue's taking

the prints from the body now. We'll
check them out. The dental work's no

They didn't have a cavity in their
mouth. Well, I'll check the cities that

fluoride in the water and see if they
have a description of a runaway.

Very good, Crocker.

Star Wars.

How long do we get the records from 69,
Frank?

Good question.

When the department started microfilming
all the files, they misplaced some of

the closed -out cases.

Give them a day or two, they say.

Yeah, that's what they say.

The more they're looking, they'll kill
again.

Lie back, Theo.

You're about to fall into a deep, dark
sleep.

You've got all the facts inside your
head. We've got to start trying to dig

out. On the summer of 1969, when do you
want to start?

Where do I start, Frank?

Oh, sure.

The third killing, I guess.

That was the last one, wasn't it? That's
where we found the knife.

Where were you exactly the night I tried
to call you?

Who you was?

Irene, right?

Irene.

Yeah.

Now, for you, 69, I met the Mets going
to the World Series.

But for me, it was... Irene and almost
walking down the aisle.

Thank you.

I don't see where we should change it
now.

Tango. I haven't tangoed since
Torremolinos.

Oh, really? Which one is he?

It's a city in Spain.

It's the perfect place for a honeymoon.

Casablanca's only an hour away. Oh,
really? Well, your Casablanca, honey, is

boardwalk in Atlantic City. That will
change.

Sure, by going to the rag business.

Textile. Sorry.

Sorry, your lieutenant, McNeil, he
called. He's going to meet you at the

the building, 9th Avenue and 56th
Street.

He said number three.

Does that mean anything to you?

Do you have to go?

Have to?

Irene, I was just a warm body sitting in
a chair checking baton averages when

this guy committed his first murder.

And now he's up to number three and I'm
beginning to take it personally.

Well, maybe I should see my competition
face to face.

Just once.

Her name's Gail Ryan.

She lives in the neighborhood.

We found the knife this time. A killer
must have dropped it.

Officer Crocker found it down below.

It's expensive.

A bear.

Don't sell many of these each year.

Now, her breath smells as if she's been
drinking. I want you to check the bars.

Find out if anybody knows her.

I always thought the bodies were
covered.

Stupid, huh?

Sorry.

McNeil.

Captain, Lieutenant, we'll have the film
that those students shot of the car

being stripped first thing in the
morning.

All right, Saberstein, thanks.

Good night.

Yeah. Chief of detectives wants to see
you tomorrow at 5 o 'clock.

They thought this case was closed out in
69.

I don't think they want you on it a
second time, Theo.

This is it.

Hey, wait a minute.

There's something inside I want to show
you. My sister Lisa.

Come on in, red man.

Come on.

Lisa.

This is Lisa, my sister.

Ray Blaine.

Buenas noches.

Buenas.

Ay, look what's that.

Que bonita.

Que bonita.

Thank you.

Ray was my cellmate.

I know, I know. You saved his life.
Thank you. You been in jail a long time?

No, I only went up for a little while.

That was back in 69.

You been in jail since 1969?

Ray was famous.

He knocked out two guards.

Flatten that cook. Oh, that was pretty.

Sure dragged on.

Never again.

That's for sure. Hey, for sure.

I thought Ray could stay in the back
room.

Flop down on that old bed.

Not flop down on it. I'll put some clean
sheets on it.

You got a bag?

Oh, my bag. I forgot my bag.

Must have been in that bar.

No, no. It was at Devane's.

Don't worry about it. I'll pick it up
for you first thing in the morning.

I'll go fix your room.

I'm glad you're staying.

So am I. Maybe you'll see an angel.

Come on in. Sit down.

Make yourself at home.

in a couple of weeks.

$30 ,000.

How? I got this little arrangement
downstairs.

A plantation downstairs.

You wouldn't believe it.

How you fix the money, Ray?

I blew it on a car.

So?

I'll advance you $500.

You can pay him back later.

And tomorrow, I'll see if I can get
Devane to watch you spar a couple of

Maybe with me.

Or Carlos.

No, make it quick.

This ain't Dannemora, Ray.

Well, we know you have a meeting
downtown with the chief of detectives at

we figure maybe we can come up with
something by then.

I was getting a list off the teletype of
all the inmates that have been released

from New York and New Jersey prisons in
the last two weeks looking for a logical

candidate. It's been on ice for the past
eight years, and so far I've got no

leads. Got no fingerprints, no
witnesses, no suspects, still no records

69 case. Yeah, but I did come up with a
photo from a previous arrest in 68 of

toner. Well, Lieutenant, would you like
to see that film?

The students said that I was all speeded
up and I would look kind of funny to

you. There's nothing funny about a dead
buddy in a truck.

Whenever you're ready, TV.

Go ahead.

They go to film school to learn this,
Frank?

Yeah, it looks like an old Charlie
Chaplin film.

with a corpse in the trunk of that.

You want to hit the lights?

I wish we could speed up the arrest that
fast.

Make still pictures of everyone whose
face shows, okay? Maybe we can track

down. Maybe they swipe something and
show us whose car it was, where it came

from. Go ahead.

Theo, the night of the third killing in
1969, it was the victim's girlfriend,

the barmaid who worked in the club down
the block.

She gave us a partial description of the
guy she saw leave the bar with the

victim.

Sure, Sheila.

Did you show her a photo of Tona after
you shot him?

I mean, to see if it was really the guy
she saw? You know, I tried to look her

up and couldn't find her.

She quit her job one week after the
murder.

We can look for her now, show her Tona's
photo.

Frank, I even went out with her after
duty one night.

I can't remember her last name.

I thought you were marrying Irene that
summer. No, she didn't have Irene's

class, but for one night she was
perfect. Or two, or 10, or 50.

She was beautiful. No, it wasn't that.

Shaughnessy, Sullivan.

I got something here to help jog your
memory.

790 -80 -70 -60. Who's address is that?

Irene's.

Okay, bring him in at four o 'clock.

Four o 'clock.

Sir,

that's Quaid over there in the blue
gown.

You should have seen him go after
Verona. I thought he was going to kill

He should really watch his footwork this
afternoon when he's closed.

You watch your footwork, Mr. Freiland. I
will watch it.

What I did, I rented two floors in this
building. I didn't think the bottom was

an apartment, but...

This isn't...

Where the hell did you come from?

From a very expensively decorated little
green office in the low -rent district.

You look fantastic.

So do you. As elegant as ever. And
obviously unmarried.

Obviously?

Oh, the detective game. Top the cop, I
forgot.

Well, I thought I helped you on a few of
those cases.

No wedding ring.

Oh. How many married men do you know
still wear a wedding ring?

You would.

Besides, no married detective could buy
$300 suits.

Very simple. I'm on the take.

You never.

And if you've ended up by marrying some
other rich lover, I'll kill you.

I mean, why? You're the one who dumped
me.

Well, you never tried very hard to
change my mind.

Well, how could I? You ran away to
Sardinia.

Who told you that?

Interpol. I mean, I had you followed.
But don't worry, honey. Your reputation

clean. Why didn't you bust into my villa
and abduct me in handcuffs?

I read.

I mean, after three months of courting
you...

With my credit cards, I could get into
the subway, let alone on an aero plane.

A rich woman's curse.

Only gigolos and ex -husbands take your
money, not your lovers.

I kept thinking, he ought to be at least
a little curious about what happened to

me. Maybe this year he'll call.

You had your life.

Do you know how often I thought of you?

A few times, I guess.

Much more than that.

You needed patience to keep from being
bored.

I thought I could handle it.

We left winners.

And I don't want to change those
memories.

It wasn't exactly a preposition.

Huh?

A song, 1969, was it?

I'm trying to remember something that's
important.

Sit over here.

A glass of white wine for the young
lady.

I've got Joan, 33, whatever.

You know, I must have punched it a
hundred times.

Yeah? What's your name?

Sheila. I really appreciate your sign up
there.

I think the boss put it up there to stay
in good terms with the cops.

But you want to know something?

It really is true, isn't it?

You drink it?

Uh -huh. Sheila, uh... Not really. I'm
looking for a witness, and, uh...

Hopefully, you can help me.

I guess you heard there was a young lady
murdered down the street.

Yeah, you know, I'm quitting this job. I
mean, you know, you never know who can

get it.

Who was she?

My name's Gail Ryan. You ever hear of
her?

Gail?

Oh, my God.

I'm sorry.

Gail.

In 1969, when you came with me to the
bar where I found that witness,

She saw a man proposition her
girlfriend, and they left the bar.

Sheila, the one who swooned over men in
blue?

Well, when I took her statement, do you
remember her last name?

I remember thinking that she came from
your side of the tracks, that she was

sexily, and why in the hell didn't you
marry her? Sheila?

Come on, she was a with him. Nothing
personal.

Liar.

Look, I feel in an awkward position
suddenly, and since I don't have to feel

uncomfortable, I won't.

Rose!

I'm sorry I can't help you.

Goodbye, Theo.

You sure you're in shape? Yeah, I'm in
shape.

Okay, okay. How long has it been since
you last fought, huh? Who cares?

If I can't do this, what can I do, huh?

Break into houses?

Work in a prison laundry?

Okay? Go to it.

Come on, put him away, babe.

He looks him up, man.

It's all right. It's all right. Hey, you
don't have to do it all at once, man.

Just box him a little bit, all right?
You don't have to knock anybody out.

box. Come on.

Now keep that jab out there.

This man here doesn't want to win.

He wants to kill.

Congratulations. Oh?

Sit down.

You were ninth when you took your exams
a couple of years ago for captain.

Now you're first in line for the next
opening.

You know Captain Fisher up in the Bronx?
Well, he's retiring next month, and we

think we'll move you into his command.

We'll get you up there right away, and
you can get broken in.

Well, I don't want to be taking off the
case I'm on right now, sir.

Well, Lieutenant, we'd rather that the
press didn't find out that the officer

who made an honest mistake in 69 is in
any position to make another error.

Now, Lieutenant Farber, who was the spot
ahead of you, is, uh... Well, he's

agreed to... Wait.

I don't want the job, sir. Look, we
bounce you upstairs now, we all come out

ahead. You know, sooner or later, I was
bound to take that captain's exam.

And sooner or later, I was bound to turn
it down because I like what I'm doing,

sir. I don't want to be stuck behind a
desk.

And I'm not the kind of a guy who's
dreaming up his next political move.

Well, then, Lieutenant, report to
headquarters tomorrow.

Work and administration.

Lieutenant Williamson will be taking
over for you at Manhattan South.

Then I will go on vacation tomorrow,
sir.

And what I do with my time is my own
business. Be very careful what you do,

Lieutenant.

What's that?

What happened, Rudy?

Bachman.

That was going to change his life?

It's not going to be that easy for him.

So you're from New England.

You bet on the Patriots?

I still think you're crazy.

By the way, I've got a friend who'll
take your money if you've got any and

invest it for you and you could be...
Hey, wait a minute.

You know, being tied up in a... It's not
my scene, mister.

I need a pen. Anybody have a pen?

Jack, Lieutenant Williamson.

How are you?

I see.

What's the rush?

See you. They found another victim two
hours ago.

Wrist tied, stabbed.

Same M .O.

I know how you feel, Lieutenant.

But don't worry.