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[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

[SIRENS WAILING]

You're late.

Sorry, Joe.

Well, how's it feel to be out?

Feels just fine.

Did you get the stuff I asked you for?

Sure. It's in the back.

Right year and everything, right, Joe?

Yeah.

That's right, Ned.

Kind of weird, wanting us to meet you

with wine.

You an alcoholic or something?

Ross, it's been four years since I've eaten anything

that didn't taste like it had been boiled

in tinfoil first.

Thought I'd give myself a coming-out treat,

that's all.

I even got you a can of that liver pate.

Pate, Ned. It's called pate.

Collins still didn't tell me why

and how you got sprung so quick.

I got out because they felt sorry for me,

if you wanna know the truth.

[CHUCKLING] Sorry for you?

Why?

'Cause I'm going blind.

There's some things I wanna see before that happens.

Oh, very nice, Ned.

Now what about that other stuff?

The truck's all taken care of.

And I got a line on the times when

he leaves the station.

What else are we supposed to get?

Now what.

Who.

Joe.

[RYKER GROANS]

[EXHALES]

Just stay still and relax.

What is this, a wake?

I think he's gonna make it.

Yeah.

You notice he hasn't asked us the

classic question yet.

Mmm-hmm.

I know where I am and I know what happened.

What I don't know, Danko,

is why you're not on duty.

On duty?

Now since when have I had night duty,

Lieutenant?

You've been unconscious for 18 hours.

Well, no wonder my head feels like

an elephant's trampoline.

Look, Lieutenant,

how much of it do you remember?

Well, I remember

a truck coming at me, fast, out of nowhere.

Like the driver lost control or he couldn't see me.

You remember what kind of truck it was?

Yeah.

It was a... A panel truck.

It was light blue, I think.

Why all the questions?

Well, we checked with the lab.

The truck that hit you and the car was light blue.

Same blues used by the Hannibal Delivery Service

on their vehicles.

One of which was stolen the night before your accident.

We checked with their company shop

and the tire size matches the same

as on the vehicle that was stolen.

Well, I could have blundered an armed robbery.

No.

We checked.

There weren't any robberies in that area.

I could have got there before they had a chance

to pull anything off.

Maybe.

Maybe they were waiting for you.

Oh, that's speculation.

Look, Lieutenant, whoever stole that truck

did it to kill you.

Webster, Gillis, don't make a federal case

out of a simple traffic accident.

It is not that simple, sir.

It was a hit and run.

Still not a good enough reason for you two to go

running around half-cocked over Eddie's safety.

Uh, Lieutenant Ryker's safety.

But the fact that the car was waiting, sir.

Waiting is your word.

It's been established the car was parked.

There is a difference.

Now you wouldn't know where Eddie keeps

the felonious-assault file, would you?

I looked under the letter "F", but...

"M".

Mugging, sir.

Captain Whitfield, supposing you're

right about this?

Supposing I'm right?

What will it cost if you're wrong?

Oh, Eddie used to tell me about these conversations,

and I used to think he was making 'em up.

Uh, sir, that still doesn't answer Willie's question.

The answer is that as long as Lieutenant Ryker is laid up,

I intend to run this precinct exactly the way he would.

How's Ryker?

He's okay.

He's gonna be just fine.

I'm the one that needs medical attention,

according to him.

He thinks I'm crazy.

You couldn't convince him that someone might be

out to kill him, huh?

Nope.

You get the same from Whitfield?

Yeah.

We can do anything we want

as long as it's on our own time.

I've got an idea.

We rotate our schedules

so that one of us is going off duty

when another one is coming on.

That way we'll be able to know

what the department has come up with

on this thing.

The other two will stick so close to Ryker

that he'll think we're tattooed to him.

Oh, man. The minute he thinks

we're there to look after him,

we're finished.

He'll never let us get within five miles of him.

We'll play it loose with him

so he thinks we're not worried.

So the most he can lay on us

is that we're pests.

All right.

I'll set up the schedule with Sergeant Older.

I better get back to the hospital.

Well, I'll tell you what we all better get.

And that's something to make them believe

that Ryker could be a dead man.

Let's go.

JOE: Anything?

They wouldn't tell me anything except that

he was still alive.

Could be in serious condition.

Critical even.

Ah, not Ryker.

He's too mean to get that close to dying.

If he's alive, he'll come out of it.

Are we gonna wait here all day or what?

He is.

You spell him at midnight,

he'll take over for you tomorrow morning.

I don't notice your name on any

"waiting and watching" shifts.

No, you don't.

One, because I'm in charge.

Two, because I've done enough waiting in the

last four years

to last me a lifetime.

And three,

I don't want Ryker to see me.

The longer he thinks he just got in the way

of some drunk driver,

the longer he thinks that,

the shorter he lives.

Get out.

Where to, Joe?

I don't know.

Got a lot of catching up to do.

Maybe I'll take in a movie

while I can.

How am I gonna look on duty with this horse collar?

Oh, that's simple.

You're not going on duty.

Not for a while.

Oh, yeah? Who says so?

The doctor says so.

Lieutenant, he only agreed to let you

go home to convalesce

because I vouched for you.

But if you're gonna start getting grumpy...

I'm not...

[GROANS] Grumpy!

You are.

Now, Lieutenant, you're either gonna

keep your word

and keep that collar on and stay off your feet,

or I'm gonna put you back in bed.

Over my dead body, young lady.

JILL: Now look, Lieutenant,

you might scare everybody at the station,

but here I'm the boss.

[DOOR CLOSES]

Now are you gonna promise me or not?

Ahem, I, uh...

I think you better promise her, Lieutenant.

She's tough. Yeah?

Oh, yeah. A definite yeah.

Well, all right, Danko.

You gonna give me a ride home or not?

You got it.

Ah, let me get that door for you.

Oh, wait a minute. Uh...

I'm off duty now.

Why don't I just go along and keep you company?

Oh, that's wonderful, Mrs. Danko.

I can't tell you how happy that's

gonna make me.

Um, I...

I thought you said you lived in town, Lieutenant.

Yeah. Well...

I... See the...

Take your next right up here.

Uh, this next cottage here.

Right here. Pull over on your right.

Well, let's go on in.

Unless you want to sit here in the car all day.

Wow.

Here. Let me take this. Wow.

Hey, Lieutenant, who owns this place?

Make yourselves at home.

Is this place yours?

Well, it's more of a hideaway,

I guess you might say.

I live in town, 'cause it's handier,

but I come here every chance I get.

Well, Lieutenant, it's beautiful.

I gotta mix us a drink.

I gotta have bourbon. What will you have?

Uh, just some milk for me.

Um, soft drink.

Or fruit juice, if you have it.

Oh, this is fabulous.

Where did you get all this stuff?

I made most of it.

You're kidding.

Oh, feels like I've been hanged.

[DOORBELL RINGS] I'll get it.

Hey, how did you guys get here?

Captain Whitfield gave us the address.

Nice.

Oh, and he also wanted the Lieutenant

to have daily reports from the precinct.

Welcome. Why didn't

you bring the Mormon Tabernacle Choir with you?

Uh, well, we tried, sir, but they were busy.

What are you guys doing here anyway?

What is this?

Uh, precinct status report, sir.

Fine. Thank Captain Whitfield for me.

Uh, your glasses, sir.

As long as you were gonna do

all that reading...

Yes, yes. All right. Thank you very much.

Sir? We're off duty now,

so if there's anything else you need,

we available.

Now, look here!

I don't need any birddogs

or watchdogs or anything else!

Is that clear?

NED: Stings, huh?

Yeah, but that's good.

Good? Why's that?

Cause when something hurts, that means it's still alive.

And the more that's alive in there,

the longer I've got to see.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Yeah? Ross.

He's gone.

He, uh, checked out.

What does that mean?

It means he left the hospital.

In a squad car. With a nurse.

Jill Danko.

Her old man's assigned to Ryker's precinct.

He went, too.

I don't like it.

Why the nurse? Why all the cops?

It could be he's hurting.

More than I thought.

They probably have him stashed somewhere.

Look up "Danko". See how many there are.

Joe, how come you hate that cop so much?

How come you want him dead?

He took away my timetable.

You see, I had it all laid out from

when I was 13, 14.

I start out running some numbers.

Pretty soon, I got to take on some of the book action.

They bumped me to dealing.

I was close to being a front man then.

You know, good manners,

good people.

That's when Ryker nailed me.

Sent me up to that stinkhole.

That's where my eyes started to burn out.

But that's the only thing that's burned out,

I'll tell you that.

So it's not the last four years Ryker's

got to pay for.

It's the next 50 coming up.

That's why Ryker's a dead man.

[ENGINE TURNS OVER]

You know, you'd be a lot more comfortable

if you'd just stay still.

I've been staying still so long

I've taken root.

Yeah, you've rested all of one whole day.

I'm getting the bulkhead stares.

They're gonna lug me outta here

into a booby hatch.

How long have I gotta stay here?

Oh, five days. Maybe a week.

A week? Oh, that's great.

I'll be atrophied by that time.

And I'll be a nervous little old lady.

Hey, look, there's a football game on

in a few minutes.

I'll turn the TV on and...

And I don't wanna watch any ballgames either!

[SIGHS]

I'm sorry.

I'm a little bit antsy.

You know what I mean?

Hmm.

How about some music?

Okay.

You know, Mike and I always thought of you

in some little apartment by the station.

We never even dreamed this existed.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Well, an apartment is just a convenience.

It's not a home.

This is a place I can come to be by myself.

But not alone.

I mean, does that make any sense?

It makes perfect sense.

Mary Kate and I built this place together.

I couldn't afford it now.

For a long time after she died,

I couldn't come here.

But you did,

eventually.

Well, sure.

It was the only thing I had left of her.

Mrs. Danko,

do you know how to play gin rummy?

Hey. How's it going?

Oh, you know.

Yeah? How's it going here?

Not much.

Ryker's giving Jill cooking lessons

in the kitchen.

You're kidding. Cooking lessons?

Yeah.

Oh, man. She's gonna

love that.

Anything new on the case?

Nothin'.

They haven't been able to locate the truck.

And that seems to be our only hope.

Hi, baby.

You okay? Oh, yeah.

RYKER: What kept you so long?

Takes me half a day to prepare all this stuff.

Why couldn't you show up on time?

Go on, sit down.

Don't blame me if the dinner's cold.

It looks good. It sure does.

Yeah. It sure do.

[PHONE RINGING]

I'll get it.

Okay.

Hello?

Yeah.

Uh, well, this is Mrs. Danko.

Uh, Lieutenant?

Yeah.

It's Captain Whitfield. He says they've

found the truck.

We're on our way.

Sorry about dinner, Lieutenant.

Excuse us. TERRY: Hang in, Willie.

WILLIE: Yeah.

That's gratitude. That's appreciation.

You see the way they took off?

This stuff's gonna be ice-cold mush

by the time they get back here.

Ahh!

[ENGINE TURNS OVER]

Want a cup of coffee?

Yeah.

Yeah, I think I'll take a cup.

Thank you.

Lieutenant, how about you?

It's never gonna work. Never.

WILLIE: Well, Captain Whitfield thinks

it might buy a couple of hours.

A couple of hours for what?

Well, to run that truck they found through the lab,

for one thing.

Well, that's one thing. Name another.

How about a couple of hours to decide whether or not

you want a cup of coffee?

What have we got?

The usual junk. Parts, tools.

Ash tray full of cigarette butts

and a crumpled piece of paper.

Anything on the paper?

Nothing.

The ink's soaked out. We'll have to get it

back to the lab

and bake it out if there's anything

there to bake out.

We got three things on it.

Proof of alteration of numbers.

Partial set of prints found on dash.

And, Eddie,

this is your precinct.

Somebody had the whole thing doped out.

Well, the question is who and why?

Well, with a handwriting sample and a set of prints,

we ought to get some real action real fast.

If the prints are on record,

and if we can find something to match the

handwriting against.

You know what the odds are.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

Thanks.

You wanted this stuff right away, Captain,

so here it is.

We only found one cartridge,

a .30-caliber foreign rifle

with the firing pin slightly off center.

There's only about 200,000 of those floating around.

On-the-site stuff.

Some very nice casts of knees and feet.

He was a guy about 5'10",

weighed 170 pounds.

Wears a size ten and a half brogan.

And he shoots right-handed.

That's incredible. Would you happen to know

what kind of gum he chews?

No, but I know what kind of car he drives.

'73 station wagon

with a brand-new set of 855 by 15s.

He parked right in back of his shooting gallery,

and I got some dandy casts.

There was a 1973 brown station wagon

across from our apartment yesterday.

Well, what about the driver?

Didn't pay attention.

He was parked there for so long,

I bet the landlady saw him.

What landlady? What are you

talking about?

Uh, later, Lieutenant. Just give us a chance

to check him out first.

Hey, you guys, wait up.

Let's see if we can pick up a list of the stores

that carry those tires.

Would you mind telling me what you call that?

I call it typical, Finn.

It's very, very typical.

Who told you to handle Ryker yourself?

Look, what's the difference?

You're paying us a flat rate to take care of Ryker,

so I took care of him.

No, it doesn't add up.

A police lieutenant gets gunned down from ambush,

that's the kind of thing that gets talked about.

There hasn't been a word about it on TV.

Does that make sense to you?

Nothing makes sense to me

when it's said in that tone of voice.

All right. You get back there.

You keep your eye open.

You stay out of sight

until Collins comes to spell you.

And don't you foul up again.

[CRUSHES PAPER] I didn't foul up!

I think I got him.

Well, if you killed Ryker, then you blew it.

Because I want to see him dead.

And I'm gonna come down hard on anybody

that takes that moment away from me.

I still don't see why you want to use

a friction cap.

If you don't mind me saying so,

a straight electrical connection would be better.

How soon after he sits down

would an electrical connection go?

Right away. Boom.

Friction cap?

At the most, three seconds.

That's why the friction cap.

It'll give Ryker time enough to know

that I've killed him.

I want him to know! [OBJECT CLATTERS]

What if he doesn't show up?

He'll show.

He'll show. He always does.

[CUTLERY THUDS]

We've got an artist's sketch

based on the landlady's description.

And we ran that partial print off the truck

through the R and I computer,

and came up with this.

Our sniper's a man named Ross.

Here's his mug shot.

You can compare that to the artist's composite.

Seems he provides the muscle.

Works with a guy named Collins.

He's a part-time enforcer.

They were busted in '67.

Copped out to voluntary manslaughter.

Did time. Got out three months ago.

Now, Collins owns the station wagon that tailed us.

Here's his mug shot.

Yeah, the only trouble is I never saw

either of these guys in my life.

We also compiled a list of all the guys

you sent to jail.

You don't expect me to go through this whole thing,

do you?

WILLIE: No, we don't.

We figured a way to narrow it down.

If Ross and Collins are connected

with somebody who wants you dead,

what's one very logical connection?

The penitentiary.

Now, wait a minute. You're going too fast

for me.

We matched the names of all the guys you've sent up

with the dates that Ross and Collins

were in prison.

One guy matched perfectly.

Joseph Mannley.

Joseph Mannley? Are you sure?

They were in the stir together, Lieutenant.

Worked in the metal shop.

Now, one week after Mannley was paroled,

the first attempt on your life was made.

Yeah, but I heard what a model prisoner

Mannley was.

He even sent me a letter telling me how sorry he was

for the way he had been.

Hey, he could have been putting you on,

for the benefit of the parole board.

Yes, I suppose that's possible.

You say he wrote to you, Lieutenant?

I have a letter somewhere.

Here it is.

Where's the sketch that was in the delivery truck?

I'll get it.

It's Mannley.

It's Lieutenant Ryker.

Tell Captain Whitfield I want an APB

on the following men.

Anthony Ross, Ned Collins and

Joseph Mannley.

Suspicion of attempted murder.

Mine!

TERRY: Oh... JILL: Really?

Mmm-hmm.

I have an announcement to make.

Ah. That's a formal announcement.

Yeah?

Yes, very much so.

This is not something I'm gonna discuss with you.

I just want you to know that I'll be going somewhere

tomorrow morning.

From about 9:00 to sometime after noon.

And we're not supposed to discuss it with you

after the orders we got from Captain Whitfield?

Exactly. And I'll be back sometime around 1:00.

Uh, Lieutenant, I don't think so.

No. No solo flights, sir.

Not until this is cleared up.

Now, look, when a man reaches middle age,

he tends to get a little set in his ways.

And if he lives alone,

he sometimes reaches out for companionship.

And for the past 10 years,

every Saturday I have visited a place

that provides companionship for a man like myself.

Well, I'm sure you could skip just one Saturday.

Uh, couldn't you?

They expect to see me, Mrs. Danko.

If I may say so, they all look forward

to seeing me.

Uh, Lieutenant,

you shouldn't be without police protection.

I don't know why you don't want us

to come along.

[BELL BUZZING]

All right. Come on.

This man is full of surprises.

Come on!

[CLOCK TICKING]

Check.

Mate.

All right, Eddie. Light up.

You've done it to me again.

Thanks, Bill.

I didn't know you smoked cigars, Lieutenant.

I don't anymore, but it's sort of

a trademark.

The guys in there kind of expect it.

Well, you gotta give the public

what it wants.

Chess. Could have fooled me.

Could have fooled me. Got some moves, huh?

Oh, yeah. MIKE: Got some moves.

Get out! It's a bomb!

JILL: Lieutenant?

Jill, this is all my fault.

I'm the one who insisted on leaving the cottage.

Look, Lieutenant, I'm a nurse.

I know pretty well where I stand.

I've got a wrenched knee.

I got a couple of scrapes.

I think I might have a very mild concussion.

But that's all very minor.

Now, look, if you want the blame for it,

you can have it.

Okay?

No, honey, it's not okay.

But it's understood and I'm grateful.

Go ahead.

Go with her.

All right, Ed. What are you thinking?

I'm thinking this is the last time

I let someone I care for take a chance.

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello?

MAN: Good afternoon.

This is customer's research calling.

Would you mind answering a few questions about some

new products for us?

Uh, yeah.

Well, look, Finn, are you sure it's

that important?

I mean, pulling them off like this.

Sir, I'm... I'm not sure

you understood.

RYKER: They picked Mannley up?

Are you positive?

Well, okay, Finn. I can get out of

this cocoon finally.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Okay. Well, you can get out of here.

They picked up Mannley on a traffic violation.

Collins and Ross were with him,

and they're booking them now.

Great. Great.

And he says he misses your face

around the place, anyway.

I'm glad to hear it, Lieutenant.

Thanks a lot. All right.

Mannley?

Can you see this?

Hey, they're leaving.

Maybe it's a trick.

There will be more cops coming down on us soon.

It's time enough for what I have to do.

Come on. Let's go.

He's not here, Joe.

He must have gone out the back.

Hey. Hey.

What are you guys doing out here?

Whitfield called Ryker. They got Mannley.

[RADIO CRACKLING]

Well, that's weird.

The radio's still putting the APB out on him.

You'd think they'd cancel that.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER RADIO]

TERRY: Let's get him.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER RADIO]

[GUNSHOT]

Joe!

By the tree!

JOE: Killed himself?

I never thought he'd buckle like that.

I thought he'd hang in.

[GRUNTS]

Come on! Let's go!

He's dead!

Someone must have heard that shot.

Just take me so I can see him.

No. And so there are no misunderstandings,

you still owe me.

I'm leaving.

No! No!

[GRUNTS]

I've waited a long time to put a bullet in Ryker.

Nobody's gonna deprive me of that.

Freeze!

[GRUNTS]

Ryker!

Police! Freeze!

Yeah, this one's a goner.

For a few seconds there, I thought you were dead.

In the years to come,

I'm gonna think about seeing you like that

for a long time.

Well, you're gonna have a long time to think about it.

RYKER: If they don't show up pretty soon,

all of this stuff is gonna be ruined.

Timing is everything in this kind of a dish.

Mike knows that, Lieutenant.

Don't worry. They'll be here.

Besides, Jill might still have a bandage

on her leg.

It would take a little longer to get

from place to place.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

See what a little faith can accomplish?

Hey, uh, Jill's right behind me.

Now look, um, you guys promise

not to laugh or make any jokes, okay?

What do you mean? Just 'cause her knee's

a little banged up,

we're not gonna laugh at her.

Oh, it's a little more than her knee, Willie.

You see, the doctor... Oh, hi, babe.

[LAUGHING]

Don't you dare.

Jill, please. I'm so sorry.

[LAUGHS]

[GROANS] Oh, look at that now.

She's gone and hurt herself.

Come on.

She's done it.

Well, dear, let's get you

to the table.

WILLIE: Oh, great.

Wait till you taste this.

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]