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What's going on?

That's what we want to know.

They're in the park.

What did you tell them?

Anything else? One bottle of your best bourbon. Okay.

Thank you. I'll put it on your account. Thank you.

You know what?

What?

I'll take these. I'm getting thirsty.

I wonder whatever inspired that.

If we get him tonight, I'll spring for a bottle of Chablis.

I'll buy the pretzels.

You would, wouldn't you?

Well, what?

Go ahead, 51.

We just received a 211 in progress a couple blocks away.

It looks good. You want us to roll on it?

Yeah, go ahead.

Well, there goes our backup. I hope it's not a decoy.

That'll be $3 .87.

$3 .87.

Penny Sears.

Thank you.

I'll get a description of the car

Who? Larry Bunnell, that Marina for Heights. He got one to five.

He must have made parole.

They must have an address on it.

Yeah.

It's getting rough.

We're bad.

All right, I'm late.

I've been to about 15,

20 places.

Nobody wants to hire me.

Why do you think they want to hire you, Mickey?

Because I'm a Chicano.

Well, why don't you try being black, Mickey?

I mean, life is so much easier.

You have to find work, Mickey.

What about the job I had you set up for?

What job?

At the tire repair shop.

I went to that place. There wasn't one Chicano there. Not one.

Look, when I spend time setting up a job for you, you better give it a try.

Now, you get down there first thing tomorrow.

Anyone have any problems I don't know about?

What about you, Tony?

This is your third session with the group. You haven't said a word yet.

Yeah, Matt, this is Bill Crowley. We met a couple of times.

Sure. The one with the pretty blonde partner.

Yeah, good memory.

Listen, I just called the department. They told me that Larry Bunnell was one

your parolees.

Yeah, why?

I got a make on him in an armed robbery. I need his address.

I'd like to come along.

Uh, okay.

Listen, I'll pick you up at Olympian 3rd in 10 minutes.

Make it 15.

All right, you got it.

I know this is going to burn your butt, but I have to cut the session short. Oh,

too bad.

See you all here next week.

And Mickey, you call in tomorrow after you talk to Mr.

McCarthy, the manager at the tire repair shop.

Sure, I can do that.

All right, what is it now, Maxine?

Look, Matt, I just wish they'd pay me every week instead of twice a month at

work. Are you eating regular?

Well, I want to have a quiz a day.

Here, here's a couple of bucks.

No, Matt,

I can't take any money from you.

You can give it back to me when you get paid.

Yeah, as soon as I get my paycheck, every penny.

Don't worry about it.

Here, just don't put yourself in a bind.

You're a good dude, Matt.

It's a 771 BYN license plate.

You can call it. Looks like somebody wanted him wasted.

Yes, there was a parole violator who set up a vendetta.

What's the matter, Hunter?

Yeah, one shot in the back of the head.

Damn. Looks like a professional job.

And there's not much left.

It ain't pretty. Looks like whoever did it used a .45.

The second in connection with the stakeout at the liquor store.

We don't know, Pete. I made the driver, Larry Bunnell, one of Hunter's parolees.

Hunter was supposed to meet us to pick him up.

Now we know why he didn't show.

Pete.

Listen, I got Bunnell's address here. I got it from records.

He's not there to set up a surveillance, okay?

You guys better watch this.

One of Bunnell's buddies ain't sorry about using a shotgun.

He wiped out a case of booze right in there.

All the time I thought you guys were partying without us.

Bill? Yeah?

We'll have to check what Brian Hunter smoked.

Dinner is served.

You know what, Hunter? I've been in the department for 20 years with a constant

caseload of between 40 and 50 kilo liters.

We think we're overworked, huh?

I tell you something, with this list, that's what we're going to do. That will

work.

Put the crab on one.

I do. I don't believe this list.

This is like a who's who in crime.

There's over a thousand names here. There's got to be.

The computer ought to be able to eliminate a lot of them. Yeah, I sent

copy an hour ago. We should be getting a revised list at any time.

I'll tell you what, though.

The computer isn't going to be able to help us with his current cases. That's

where you come in.

You ought to sign a new parole officer right away to hunt his parolees. I'll

you into the group.

I go into the parolee, right?

Yeah, I'll get intelligence to work up a package. You know, a new name,

background, the whole shit.

Crowley.

Yeah, right away.

Vanell and two guys just went up to his apartment.

Let's go.

to hit these guys tonight, huh?

Not me.

Why not?

Not after that foul up the other night.

That's the point, big boy. They won't be expecting us. We walked into the set

-up because they were expecting us.

Seems like there's at least three of them in there.

Think you have to keep them in one?

A cup of coffee if you do it.

Hey, take it easy.

You're lucky I don't blow your brains out.

Take it easy.

See if you can find that .45. Hey, here's the search warrant.

Hey, you guys, wait a second. I need an Italian painter beginning with F. Write

five letters. Hello.

My name is Eric Jorgensen. I'm your new parole officer.

Listen, I would like to clear something up before we get started here.

Matt Hunter was a very close personal friend of mine.

Now, I don't expect you to accept me right away or to give me your

know I'm going to have to earn that.

Okay?

Good. What I'd like to do now is if we could all go around in a circle and

introduce ourselves, I could maybe put a face with a name here.

Why don't we start with you?

Paul. Monarch.

Paul Monarch. Good.

Harvey Gruber.

Harvey?

All right.

Mickey.

Sanchez.

All right. Mickey Sanchez.

Then tell him.

Tony, right?

He's a nice guy.

Not too talkative, though.

Maxine Fuller.

Maxine. Thank you.

Okay, we've got a few people that are a little late tonight, but I'd like to

tell you that I may work a little differently.

Mickey!

Hey, Bobby.

How are you doing?

Good. Good.

Excuse me, I'm Claudia Mason, Mr. Hunter. I'm from out of town.

Right, I got the papers on your transfer this morning, Claudia. Listen, by the

way, my name is Eric Jorgensen. It isn't Hunter, but I am your P .O.

One P .O. is the same as another.

Should I sit down?

Please, please do. Sit down.

Jed Smith.

Right, right.

Jed T. Smith.

J .T. What's T?

What's T for?

Terrific.

Okay.

Okay. Now, what I would like to do is to familiarize myself with what's going

down with you right now.

So does anybody have a problem?

Does anybody not have a problem?

Yeah, I got a problem.

Good.

I've been out of the joint now for about three months, and I ain't been able to,

you know, adjust.

Go in what way, Harvey?

I ain't been able to hit it off with the broad.

I ain't even met any.

Have you thought of joining a social club?

Bowling league?

Look at me. I mean, if you were abroad, would you go out with me?

Why don't you find yourself a pro?

Yeah.

Mr. Jorgensen, could you set me up with a pro?

Prostitution is against the law, Harvey. I couldn't do that.

But you're my P .O.

You're supposed to help me work out my problems.

Look, I've got to fill out a monthly report. Now, how would that look on the

monthly report? I pimp for Harvey Gruber?

You want some?

I'm new in town. I don't know anybody.

Cream and sugar.

Where are you new in town from?

Medford.

Oregon.

What happened to the guy I was supposed to report to?

Hunter.

Got his head blown off.

Well, I guess with a P .O., a lot of guys have reasons.

No.

No, not with Hunter.

He was a good dude and straight.

I mean, he helped his people.

And if I thought any of these guys had anything to do with it, wow.

I thought I'd say that.

You think it's possible any of them did it?

A week or so ago, he told me that somebody around here was into something,

he never told me who it was.

Hey, what are you writing, a paper?

Look, I wouldn't mind finding out who to stay away from, but the trouble is the

last thing I need. What I need is a room.

You know, Vinnie?

Hey look where I live they got you know a few rooms I'll give you the address

you go over you look you like it to get one Breaks over

How long have you been out there?

About seven months.

Hey.

Why don't we get married or something?

Okay.

Yeah, right.

I hate to tell you this, but you can't afford me.

I can't say anything right now, but... Hunter was a very thorough man, and he

worked very hard at keeping me straight, you see.

Well, he found out something that... That doesn't matter.

Well,

I've had a long day.

I got in at 6 .30 this morning.

Still have to get settled.

I got a, uh...

A room at the boarding house where Maxine stayed.

Oh, that's a shame. You could have stayed at my place.

Call me at Maxine.

When you think you can afford me.

And sometimes, sometimes I get to meet Matt's parolees.

There were times I'd have to get a meal on the table and any time during the

night for the kind of person you wouldn't expect to find in this house.

But I didn't mind.

They were Matt's people. They were always welcome.

Did your dad ever talk to you about his job?

At times.

But I'm not around much.

Since I got back from NAMM, I've been stationed at Pendleton.

I only get up once every two weeks or so.

Had you seen him recently?

Last weekend.

Did he mention any of his people then?

No, I only saw him, I guess it was, I guess it was at dinner on Sunday.

Other than that, he was away, working.

Even on the weekend?

Matt was deeply, personally involved in his work.

He used to say parole was like emptying the ocean with a spoon.

But oh, what a spoonful.

Is there anything you can think of that might help us?

Yeah, about two days before he was, you know... Matt was very concerned that one

of his people was into something.

But he felt sure he could prevent him from becoming more deeply involved.

But he didn't say who.

No, I'm sure I'd remember if he had.

But it was him.

You're sure you said he could prevent him from becoming more deeply involved?

Hello? Yes, definitely.

Yes, he is. I'm sure it was one of the men.

Sergeant, it's for you.

Looks good.

Thank you.

Yeah.

Yeah, Joe.

Oh, uh, Pepper?

Okay. We'll do that right away. Thanks a lot, Joe.

Yeah, that was, uh, Joe. He said the Monarch was on the move. He maybe headed

over to your apartment, so maybe you better get back there.

Um, thank you. He'll explain.

Hey, Paul, what kept you? We've been waiting here for two hours. That's

figured I'd pick this stuff up out of town. Here, give me a hand with this big

one. Forget it. I've got a bad back.

Thanks a lot.

There, look out.

Anyway, I figured that if we ever have to leave in a hurry or something and

leave some of this stuff behind, it'll be harder to trace.

That, guys, is the drill to the concrete core.

Hey, you got the pictures. Good.

Good.

Better than good. That's fantastic.

Looks like a nice place to spend the weekend, huh?

Hey, Paul.

Yeah?

Red and me are worried. What about?

Well, you know, Hunter could have said something to someone before he died.

No, not a chance.

Well, how can you be sure?

Because, Red, if he had, I'd have been back in the joint by now.

Yeah, that's good.

I don't believe... This is what I couldn't afford, huh?

Well, I just hit town yesterday.

Give me a week and I'll be living at the plaza.

I'll tell you what I'll do. In two weeks, you could be living at the El

Presidente.

In Mexico?

Acapulco.

Yeah, I know where it is, but what I don't understand is how I could be

there. Just come with me.

Tell me more.

Well, I'm on to this thing.

I can't tell you very much about it, but it's big.

Is that what you meant last night when you said your P .O. had found out about

something? Yeah, he found out.

All you have to know is that I'm on the level.

You come with me to Acapulco, and you will have everything a girl could want.

a matter of fact...

Everything a girl could want.

It's not that...

This

place is terrible.

Well, then, let's split.

I can't right now tell you what Jorgensen called.

He's come to pick me up for an interview.

Why don't you call me tonight, and maybe we can work something out.

You smell something, Bernie?

Smells like it's coming from behind there.

What are you doing?

I'm investigating. Working with Sergeant Crowley.

What are you doing?

My father's things from work.

Gifts from the parolees.

Notes and papers.

Yeah. Mother said last night his job finally killed him, didn't it?

She, uh... She wanted these things.

She wanted me to get rid of them.

You didn't get rid of any of his records, did you?

Yeah, I did. Why?

Well, we went through the papers at his office. Thought maybe he might have some

notes.

Something around the house to help us, you know?

Sorry, I...

I wasn't thinking.

I was stuck with bothering my mother.

Tony? Hi, Tony.

This is Sergeant Crowley and investigators Stiles and Royster. We're

take a little look around here, if you don't mind.

Tony, we got an anonymous telephone call.

That caller said that you killed Matt Hunter. Tell him I'm going to search

Bill, he's a parolee. I'm his P .O. He knows what the rules are. Up against the

wall. If you hit him, you're going straight back to the slammer.

Hey,

Bill, look what Santa Claus found.

I'm quite sure it's the right caliber.

You think the gun was planted there?

Huh?

He didn't answer a single question?

No, nothing.

Well, he did say something when we were bringing him in, though.

He said, I never did nothing wrong in my life except kill my business partner.

And I did my time for that.

Come off it, will you? We got the gun. Look, man, I'm just trying to give you a

break.

I'm concerned you can ride this beef alone.

Cold beer.

Oh, yeah.

Tortillas. Ocean breezes.

Tacos. Tacos. Promise you'll buy me some tacos?

I promise.

Because we're all set.

We'll meet for Acapulco, 8 o 'clock Sunday.

I wish you could tell me what's going on.

Can't do it.

But, listen, I don't have anything planned. Look, I have never pressed you.

Don't press me.

Besides, if anything were ever to go wrong, it's just better you don't know.

You're asking me to break parole.

I have a right to know what I'm getting into.

Trust me.

Well, that's double -edged. How about you trusting me?

All right, look.

I am trusting you with the tickets. That's as far as I can go right now.

I will pick you up on Sunday around 6.

Oh, and I won't be able to see you between now and then.

Today's Thursday.

Yeah, I know, but there's a lot of last -minute stuff I have to do, and I'm

going to be kind of tied up between Friday and Sunday.

And I'd appreciate it if you just don't ask any more questions now, okay?

How'd it go?

Well, whatever it is, it's going to take from Friday to Sunday.

Friday to Sunday?

From late Friday.

Sounds to me like it could be a bank job. That's his M .O.

That's good work.

Well, I know one thing for sure.

He'll never get to use those tickets to Mexico.

Aside from the fact that he's a crook, he seems like a very nice guy. Yeah,

don't they all?

Well, right now, he's my number one choice for having knocked off Hunter.

Oh.

I got the lamp for me back. Yeah.

And that, uh,

that, uh, cigarette butt that you found in Hunter's car. Yeah.

It was not his brand.

What about Tunchelli?

No motive.

Yeah, but he's the one that... I know he's an uptight guy, but there's no

motive. He hates, but he hates everybody, not just Hunter.

He put him back out on the street. Well, then, whoever planted the gun in his

place had to know Hunter's case load.

You keep thinking like that one of these days, you're not going to make me think

that. Oh, I'd miss you too much.

Well, I'm going to notify him.

Division to increase surveillance on all banks over the weekend.

Excuse me, ma 'am.

Excuse me, ma 'am.

Yeah?

Could you please tell me how to get to, uh, Wilmot and St.

Louis?

Um, St.

Louis. Yes, St. Louis. About two... Get in the back.

Look, if I pull the trigger, this thing goes boom.

Move.

Put this over your eyes.

This one goes boom, too.

Right on in.

Sit down, dear.

Take off the blindfold.

That... Paul, is that you? Uh -huh.

What's going on?

That's what we want to know.

You were seen in the park, the cop.

Crowley. Yo, Crowley, I recognized him.

Yeah. Yeah, Crowley.

That's what he said his name was.

Well, what were you doing with him?

I was explaining my relationship with you.

What's that supposed to mean?

Parolees aren't supposed to associate with each other. Someone reported seeing

us together.

He wanted to know why.

What did you tell him?

I told him we had a thing going.

He even suggested I was hustling.

What else?

Nothing else.

I don't know anything else. I sure didn't tell him I was planning on

parole.

Where did you find her purse?

Her airline tickets to Mexico.

Social security card.

A library card.

Medford, Oregon.

I use bus tickets from there to here, and the usual junk.

Well, what do you guys think?

I think... I think she's telling the truth.

Besides, the only other thing would be to waste her if you don't want a murder

rap hangover.

I think that means you can relax.

We had to be careful.

I guess I understand.

Now what?

Now I take you back.

But on your blindfold.

What for?

Like I said.

Be careful.

I'll help you.

I'll have a way to see Mexico.

What's the last address you got on it?

No, I'm not sure when I'm picked up.

I'll let you know.

Hey, listen.

Are we squared away on that extra bank surveillance for whatever weekend we

it?

We are. Good.

Okay.

Well, you were right. The one that knew me was Red Morgan.

I didn't even know it was back in town.

How you doing with the other one?

Nothing so far.

You know, Bill, we're no closer to Hunter's killer than when we started.

didn't do it. How do you say that?

The thing Morgan said.

They didn't want to kill me because they didn't want a murder rap hanging over

them.

Which could mean that they don't have one now, right?

Give me a shot right away.

You know, Pep, they work

some tough cases.

Well, nothing added up, but Mike, this one's beginning to drive me up a wall.

You weren't so cheap you'd go out and get a massage.

With my luck, I'd probably get arrested.

Yeah, Crowley.

Thanks.

How does this add up?

Maxine Fuller just got beaten up by Tony Tunchelli.

Put her in the hospital.

How are you doing, Maxine?

Not too good, Claudia.

It's, um... It's not Claudia.

I'm an undercover policewoman. My name is Pepper Anderson.

I already told the cops everything I know.

I know that.

I came to see you.

But if you don't want me to stay, I understand.

And you came to see me.

What's wrong with that?

Well, first off, you're a cop and I'm a parolee.

And next, I'm black.

Well, I don't have any trouble with either of those things, so if you do,

your problem.

I came to see Maxine Fuller.

A woman who helped me find a place to stay and who I thought was becoming a

friend.

That was to Claudia Mason.

I'm the same person.

Name doesn't change me.

I know you told the police that Tuncelli thought you'd planted the gun and

called in the tip.

What we are trying to find out is why he thought that.

And we're really stumped about who killed Matt Hunter.

And he was your friend.

I didn't even know him.

Right where you said it would be. Missing light.

Yeah.

Trying to connect the red to bypass the red and apply it to the ground.

I'll get the door.

Okay.

That takes care of the amount.

What was that?

I need some water.

Yeah,

give me a push.

Okay, I got it.

Take it easy.

All right.

I'll get the tools.

That's beautiful.

This would have been worth the price of the job all by itself. That's cute.

That's cute. You like that, right? I like that, yeah.

Just like open surprise presents.

What do you say we open some more, huh? Come on, let's get back to work.

Yeah.

Well,

Peppa and Lisa will know in a couple hours when they come to pick you up how

they spent the weekend.

There is a possibility he may stand me up. No way.

Paul laid it all out. He's very deliberate. He may decide not to take a

Stiles. Who?

Hold the phone a minute. Bill.

Homicide.

Crowley. Yeah.

Where?

Okay, we're en route.

Security deposit boxes in the main vault. Looks like they spent the whole

weekend in there.

It's okay.

I kind of figured.

It's Monarch and Morgan and their unidentified friend.

I don't suppose there was any money or jewelry from the burglary found on them,

was there? No, sir, nothing at all.

Looks like somebody looted the looters.

Sergeant. We found the 45 cells in the empty package of cigarettes next to the

car. There was nothing else except tools, chisels and drills and stuff that

have belonged to them.

Okay, fine.

Let me check out the bank.

Bill, you know that... The cigarette we found in Hunter's car that wasn't his

brand? Yeah.

I think it's the same as these.

That's definitely the same brand.

You'll see that in a second.

Come here.

Odd, isn't there a... I know, isn't there supposed to be a tax stamp on

Sure there is.

You're right, it doesn't have a tax stamp.

So what does that mean?

It means it was bought at a free port.

Or a military base.

Exactly.

He didn't say what time he'd be back.

I see. What time did he leave, do you know that?

Oh, about three o 'clock.

What's this all about, Sergeant?

What was the...

What was the relationship between your son and your husband?

What's the purpose of all these questions?

Just a moment.

Hi.

What's happening?

They want to know what the feeling was between you and your father.

Excuse me, Mrs. Hunter, do you smoke?

No, no, I don't.

Then may we assume that this is your son's brand?

Matt, we have to ask you some questions.

First, I have to apprise you of your rights.

Yeah, sure. Just let me get rid of these.

And that's when you decided to kill your father?

I don't know how my father found out about it, but he did.

That Monarch was planning the robbery.

But he told me about it and said he'd have to either talk him out of it or

him.

Anyway, I saw a way of letting Monarch and his buddies do all the work and

cashing in on it.

You know, there was over two and a half million...

And you just followed Monarch around, huh?

That's right.

I, uh, hung around the bank until they came out.

They really did a good job.

Patrol car passed by three times, never caught on.

That's it, I guess.

Gwen, do you want to get that type of question?

Hi.

My mother's here. She asked if she could talk to you.

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

It's okay.

Mrs. Hunter, you want to come in, please?

Would you like to sit down?

May I talk to him alone, please?

Uh, yes, I'll have to handcuff him.

Is that necessary?

It's a regulation that there's no policeman in the room with him.

He can stay.

It's okay, Mom.

He was your father.

I didn't even know him.

How could I?

He's always with his damn parolees.

How many nights a week was he home, huh?

How many times did we have dinner together?

But, Matt, that was his job.

Job hell.

But you're forgetting all the other things he did do with you.

Yeah.

And always with some guy just out of prison.

He never took me.

Just me.

There was always some...

car thief, some con man, some junkie, some pimp.

They were always more important to him than you or me.

I did it for you, too.

For me?

I was gonna take care of you.

I was gonna make sure you had anything you wanted.

All those nights you spent alone, I was going to make them up to you.

I was alone, yes, but that was my way of sharing his work, his

life.

It was my way of helping.

I loved him.

Bobby, do you have that file on Berger?

That's it. Thank you.

Maxine, hi. Come on in.

Get down.

How do you feel?

Oh, just about the way I look.

I just wanted you to know that tomorrow is the day for the interview you set up

for me.

Oh, that.

Pepper.

With my record, do you really think that I could work for parole?

The first time I talked to you, you said that you'd go to the police if you

thought one of the others had killed Matt Hunter.

Yeah, but that's the way I feel. That showed me that you knew we weren't all

bad, that people could come to us, and you certainly know the needs of a

parolee, because you've been there.

I think they'll take you.

Well... I don't know how all of this is going to work out, but at least I don't

have that other problem anymore.

What's that?

You being a cop in white.

Now, wasn't that silly?

All right.

Hi,

fellas. This is Maxine, Bill.

Charlie. How are you?

She's crossing over to our side of the street.

She's crossing over to our side of the street. She'll have to eat the food at

Lenny's. Are you in trouble?

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