All language subtitles for S01E07 - Pariah

Come in.

Hi.

Hi, yourself.

Thought you might want to know
your partner's here.

- Hi.
- Hi.

That's a great breakfast.

Root beer and cold pizza.

It's an all-American breakfast.

For the autopsy record, what do
you mash up in there every morning?

Goat's milk.

A little blackstrap molasses...

...sea kelp, lecithin,
desiccated liver and, of course...

...a good sprinkling of
your trace elements and vitamins.

Of course.

You know, Starsky, you ought to
get into something like this.

- It'd make a new man of you.
- That's what you say.

I'm holding together pretty good.

I don't know.

You've been looking
kind of peaked lately.

You never did say why you
left the party so early.

Well, somehow, it seemed like
the proper thing to do at the time.

Time. Oh, my gosh. I've got to be
at the airport in less than an hour.

Look, tell your partner
that I'll see him next trip...

...and it wasn't at all
like those other girls said.

Other girls?

Yes, they've got it all wrong.

It's your friend Starsky
who's dynamite.

I'm Starsky. He's--

Oh, well, I guess that
explains everything.

Molly leave?

- Yeah.
- Did she say anything?

No, just that she'd see you next time.

- Hey, you mind?
- No.

- Did I say it right?
- Perfect.

He drank the whole thing.

Do you ever get the feeling
it's going to be one of those days?

How you doing?

Get back! Get back!

Police! Freeze!

- I lost the other guy.
- He's dead.

He's 5 foot 10,
about 165 pounds.

Blue pants, black shirt.
Put it on the air.

Get an ambulance down here.

He's just a kid.

You killed a kid.

It's Lonnie. He killed Lonnie Craig!

The boy was trying to surrender!

He had put his arms up!

Lonnie? Lonnie.

Lonnie!

No! No. Oh, no!

Oh, sweet Jesus...

...don't let him be dead.

He was trying to surrender.

He was trying to surrender,
and that cop just shot him down.

There was no other action
you could have taken?

- You had to shoot?
- Yes, I had to shoot.

How many times do I have to tell you?

There was a crowd of
innocent bystanders behind me.

If that kid pulled the trigger,
anyone could have been killed.

- How's it going?
- How do you think it's going?

Rumbling on the street, pressure
from the press.

Starsky, I received this memo
from the chief's office.

"Captain Dobey...

...due to the sensitive nature
of the incident...

...and to ensure that all the facts
will be brought before the public...

...the department has decided to open
a coroner's inquest...

...to all the media,
including the live television."

What you're doing
is throwing him to the wolves.

What we're doing is trying to keep
this incident from exploding.

Want me to read his rights?

- Detective Hutchinson.
- Hey, hold it, hold it.

I think maybe they're right, Hutch.

The sooner this thing's out in the open,
the better.

Besides, if throwing me
to the wolves is what it takes...

...let them do it.
I don't go down so easy.

Captain Dobey, I'd like you with me
when I read this to the press.

I'll be in touch if I need anything else.

What they're doing to you stinks.

Yeah.

Oh, God, Hutch.

He was 16 years old.

He was also an armed felon...

...about to blow your head off.

Yeah, I know that.

And I did what they tell you to do
when I pulled the trigger.

That doesn't change the fact that
a 16-year-old kid...

...ain't never going to grow up.

We heard you got a lead
on the other suspect.

We got a possible.

Young white boy, 22, with four priors.

Name's Joseph Tramaine.

He was a fry cook
near the dead boy's house.

Seems like this Lonnie Craig
was a loner...

...and Tramaine was his only friend.

Only now he's missing, huh?

The sirens
and everything around us...

...it was pretty loud.

I could hardly
hear myself think.

But did you hear or see...

...Detective Starsky try to shout
any sort of warning...

...to the fleeing gunmen?

Yes. Yes, I guess I did.

And what did Detective Starsky shout?

I think, "Police. Stop."

It was something like that.

Next witness, please.

Now, we've established
through the testimony of others...

...that Detective Starsky
first shouted a warning...

...and then he fired a warning shot.

Now, Mr. Tidings...

...what happened next?

I don't really know anything
about any warning shot.

I saw one holdup man running...

...and the other one,
Lonnie...

...he stopped and turned around
with his hands up.

Mr. Tidings, in your opinion...

...was the decedent at that time...

...attempting to surrender?

I thought so...

...at the time.

But now it's hard to say.

I guess I made a mistake.

Eunice, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

But that's what everybody
was yelling at the time.

Lonnie wasn't trying
to surrender...

...he was bringing the gun down.

I think he was going to shoot
that policeman.

I'm sorry.

You cops think you're pretty smart,
don't you?

Who is this?

Would you identify yourself, please?

Oh, you pigs are going to
get to know me.

If you let Starsky off
for murdering Lonnie...

...you're going to get to know me
real good.

If you're referring
to the coroner's inquest...

...we have no way of knowing
what the verdict will be.

Verdict? It's a whitewash.

Now, I'm warning you cops...

...if you let Starsky off
for killing Lonnie...

...you people are going to pay,
and pay bad.

As you know, this is a coroner's
inquest and not a court of law.

There is no question in my mind...

...that I can only give one verdict...

...in this case.

That the death
of Lonnie Malcolm Craig...

...was a death at the hands
of another, other than by accident.

However, in view of the evidence
and the concerns...

...I feel it is my duty to add the
following recommendation:

"The killing took place
as an act of self-defence...

...and Detective Starsky...

...in no way overstepped
the bounds of reasonable force.

On the contrary,
Detective Starsky's concerns...

...for not only
the innocent bystanders...

...but also the armed
holdup men themselves...

...have proved commendable."

I'll see that it gets around...

...but I don't know what good
it's gonna do you.

Why's that?

Trouble with you white folks is,
you all look alike.

Huggy, it's important.

My partner here isn't in much of
a laughing mood today.

I see.

How about another round?

Or can I interest you in one
of my rare, fresh rolls?

Maybe some other time.

Hey, Starsky...

...a lot of people watched TV today...

...and it took guts for you
to go through what you did...

...so don't go spilling them
for someone who isn't worth it.

Huggy, if a 16-year-old kid
ain't worth it, who is?

What do you want?

- Help.
- Stewart, who is it?

I had to come to see you,
Mrs. Craig...

...to tell you how sorry I am
that it had to happen.

I've seen your son's file.

I know that up until a year ago,
he hadn't been in any trouble.

I figure someone had to get to him.

Somebody had to put that gun
into his hands.

I want to get that someone...

...but I'm going to need your help
to do it.

That's going to make you sleep better?

I want to find him for me.

I want to find him for you.

But most of all, I want to find him
for the next Lonnie.

This is a picture of the man
we believe was involved with Lonnie.

His name's Tramaine...

...he's 22 years old...

...and we understand that he'd
become friends with Lonnie.

Good friends.

Detective Starsky...

...I know what my boy had become.

A mother loves her child
and cares for her child...

...and mourns for her child.

But a mother knows what her son is.

At least, this mother knows.

Good folks, huh?

- Anything?
- They know a lot about Tramaine.

His cousin had tried to break up
the friendship about a month ago.

- Well, it's a beginning.
- Yeah.

His cousin gave me a list of places
Tramaine hangs around.

Well, let's get on it.

This guy's caused
a lot of pain for a lot of people.

Want to start her up?

Runs better that way.

Can't understand it.
Nobody here called a cop.

Check Dispatch to see if they made
a mistake on the address.

Verdict? It's a whitewash.

Now, I'm warning you cops...

...if you let Starsky go
for killing Lonnie...

...you people are going to pay,
and pay bad.

That call came in while the coroner's
inquest was still in progress.

The next one was 20 minutes later...

...after Officer Tinker
had been gunned down...

...going out on that phoney 459.

That blue coat I shot this afternoon
was only the beginning.

Cops like Starsky are a cancer.
They eat up and destroy people...

...like Lonnie and--
And now you're going to have to pay.

Starsky, you pig,
I know you're listening.

Killing you is too easy.

First you have to pay my price.

You've got until morning to turn in
your badge and resign.

I want to read about it, Starsky.

I want to read about it
in tomorrow's paper.

If I don't, another screw
is going to be burned...

...and then another
and another and another.

Until finally, it's you, and I blow you
into a thousand pieces.

And that's why Dan Tinker,
a cop I didn't even know, got wasted.

We've sent both copies
of these tapes...

...to the linguistics department
of the university.

According to their narrow
transcription of phonetics...

...we're dealing with an ex-con,
white, somewhere in his 50s...

...originally from the Atlantic seaboard.
Massachusetts. Rhode Island.

That lets out Tramaine.
He doesn't even fit that description.

No, it doesn't.

It means Tramaine
didn't make the call...

...but whoever made the call
knows Lonnie.

Maybe he knew Tramaine too.

That's our best guess.

Now, the first edition of the morning
papers hits the streets at 6:30.

That gives us 11 hours
to get that killer.

There's another way.

- I can always resign.
- No way!

The police department can't start
giving in to terrorists.

I don't care what their demands.

There's liable to be a lot
of cops' wives...

...who are gonna think differently.

Every officer going on duty
will be apprised of the situation...

...and warned to take extra caution.

And what if we don't catch him?

How many more cops are gonna
get blown away because of me?

None!

The guy running around out there
has a screw loose.

That's not your fault.

Now, we've got a lead.

He's a white male ex-con
in his 50s, who knew Lonnie.

I suggest instead of sitting in my office
talking about it and resigning...

...you get your cans out there
on the street and nail this turkey!

Okay.

Thanks.

Seems like your friend Tramaine
has been making a few enemies.

- Why is that?
- Well, several--

Several unnamed persons say he's
been seen at drinking establishments...

...sipping beer and eating
chocolate candy bars...

...waiting for some chick with a fat
purse to come along, head for the john.

He'd wait, let her put
her purse down...

...pop in, grab the purse
and run like crazy.

That guy with Lonnie
at the liquor store...

...he got away with $200.

And only 24 hours later,
he's ripping off ladies' purses?

Huggy, you said he's sitting
in the bar, eating chocolates?

- Lots of chocolate.
- Chocolate.

Chocolate and a constant flow
of cash.

I think our friend Tramaine
might be a junkie.

- There's only one way to find out.
- Cecil.

Cecil.

Cecil! Open up! Police!

Hi, guys.

What's the matter?
I ain't done nothing.

- What do you think?
- Flush him with it.

Come on.
You guys gotta be kidding.

- That's one last chance.
- Come on.

Him. Name's Tramaine.

- What do you want to know?
- Everything.

He's a wise guy.

A punk who thinks he can quit
whenever.

How much does he shoot?

Hundred and a half,
depending on the price.

- Where do we find him?
- He's living with a chick on Sycamore.

Tramaine!

I got the front.

Get that out of here!

Come on! Get out of here!

- You see him?
- No.

We lost him!

He was our only connection!

- Maybe not.
- Why, huh?

- Did you get a good look at him?
- Yeah. No, I don't know.

He was starting to hurt.
He'll have to score soon.

Narco can't watch every pusher
on the street.

- What time is it?
- It's 1:30.

That gives us five hours before
the early edition hits the streets...

...and as strung-out
as that guy looked...

...there's a chance he might have
to come out to make a connection.

Yeah, well...

- ...tempus fugit.
- What?

Time flies.

Come on, let's go.

Got a report a baby
was left in your restroom.

- First I heard about it.
- I'd better check.

I heard from the station
about 10 minutes ago.

Your friend called again.

Said this one was number two.

That's Jack Forest.

All right, get him out.

Hey, let me give you a hand.

Haven't you helped enough?

On the local front
of this morning's news...

...a policeman was killed
this morning...

...when a mysterious bomb blast
rocked an all-night gas station.

Police spokesmen had no comment...

...as to who might have set
the explosion...

...or why the bomb might
have been placed there.

Identification of the officer
is being withheld...

...until notification of the next of kin.

So you want to play games, huh?

Starsky.

- What's this supposed to be?
- My resignation.

Just like the man ordered, and if
you don't give it to the press, I will.

Over my dead body.

How many more cops gotta die
before I become expendable?

Every man that takes the oath
knows he's a target.

That goes with the territory,
and we are not...

...repeat, not going to turn the streets
of this city over to some two-bit punk!

And more important than that...

...official department policy's
going to be, for now...

...not to acknowledge the threats
or killings.

That's great.

Starsky!

I know how I'd feel if it were me,
but you gotta hold on!

What's going on?

We're taking up a collection to help out
Jack Forest's wife and kids.

How much do you got?

- Keep it.
- What?

Jack's family doesn't need
any of your conscience money.

- Where do you get off with that?
- Stay out of it, Hutchinson.

Hutch, Hutch.

You gonna punch me out?

If I hang around long enough,
your pal will get me killed.

You know something, Lee?

If you used your brain
as well as you do your mouth...

...you might understand
what's going on.

Hey, he didn't mean what he said.

He and Jack Forest went through
the academy together.

You still a cop?

- Yeah, I'm still a cop.
- Hey, you two!

Tramaine's been spotted
at a market on Fourth and Main.

Over here!

How can I tell you
something I don't know?

You know.

You and Lonnie Craig were friends.

You had to spend
a lot of time together...

...teaching him how
to hold a gun...

...the things to say in a liquor store
holdup, all the important things in life.

What are you gonna do...

...charge me with contributing
to the delinquency of a minor?

I'm gonna give you about 30 seconds,
Tramaine.

Then I'm gonna turn around
and walk out of this room.

After that, what happens
is between you...

...my highly excitable partner
and him.

- We want an ex-con, white male--
- Somewhere in his mid-50s.

You told me, and I told you
I don't know him!

But Lonnie did.

He probably did.

That could be any one
of a hundred guys.

What are you talking about?
Lonnie was a loner.

A loner?

That'll come as a shock
to his customers.

His customers?

Lonnie was a runner.

He was running numbers
in the district.

Maybe this guy
was one of his customers.

If he was, I don't know him.

You guys know that.

Nobody knows a runner's customers
except the runner himself.

That's how he protects them
from getting busted.

But you cops....

We've been looking for this trash
for the answer.

We find him, we still don't know.

It's him again.

Stay with him.

You heard me the first time.

You guys aren't taking me seriously.

That bull about not knowing
who set off that gas station...

...or who knocked off that cop.

We know who you are, you sucker.
You two-bit, pervert, psycho.

- You don't got the guts to face me.
- Starsky.

What's the matter, punk,
you lose your nerve?

- You're a dead man, Starsky.
- Only if you can make me that way.

You want to cut out all the bull.
All right, you got me, sucker.

Name the time and place,
I'll be there, alone.

Oh, you'd like that, wouldn't you?

Only we're not playing
by your rules, Starsky.

Not this time. This time, it's my rules...

...and my rule book says
when you'll get it...

...the right time and the right place.

Only I want your resignation first.

You got one hour, wise guy.
One hour...

...and I want to see it on TV...

...or this time, it won't
be a cop who gets burned.

This time, it's going to be
a cop's family...

...wife and kiddies,
maybe an old granny too.

Be seeing you, hero.

He didn't stay on
long enough to trace it.

There's something there. I feel it.

Cops like Starsky are a cancer.

They eat up and destroy
people like Lonnie and--

And now you're going
to have to pay.

Listen.

--a cancer. They eat up and
destroy people like Lonnie and--

- And now you're--
- There. Did you hear that pause?

He said, "Lonnie and--
And now...."

It sounded like he was going
to say a name, another name.

Someone else that he thinks
Starsky has destroyed?

Exactly.

To do what this guy
has done...

...that somebody would have
to have been somebody--

Somebody very close to him,
like a wife or a son or--

Someone that Lonnie Craig
reminds him of.

Two years ago, McKinley High School.

- What have you got?
- Give me R&I.

Our first assignment out of uniform...

...was working undercover for Narco
at McKinley.

Some 19-year-old got busted
for dealing.

This is Starsky.
I want files on two men...

...both named Prudholm. The first
is Gary Vincent Prudholm, deceased.

He was stabbed to death in jail
two years ago.

The other one is his father....

- I don't know his name.
- Ex-con.

Ex-con, age somewhere in his 50s.

No, don't send them up.
We're coming right down.

I remember the kid, but what's
the old man got to do with it?

He'd just gotten out of prison,
15 years hard time.

The kid had been busted
six times for dealing.

Would have gotten a couple years
but never had the chance.

In jail for 36 hours,
he was killed in a fight.

- Old man blames you for it.
- That's the size of it.

I hope this is what you're looking for.

Yep, that's what we're looking for.

It may not seem like it,
but most of the guys are behind you.

Bill, will you call Parole and get
a current address on this guy?

Hutch.

- Starsky.
- Huh?

I think I got something.

It's the same calibre
that killed Dan Tinker.

Why couldn't he have been here?!

You got it out of your system,
now what do you wanna do?

Hello?

Starsky, you just ran out of time.

The next time you hear from me,
one cop is gonna be minus a family.

You'll never make it, Prudholm.
Ten minutes from now...

...your face is going to be on every TV
screen and newspaper in the city.

You're not gonna stop me now.

I don't have to. You're dead, Prudholm,
you're dead. I'm still walking around.

I'm the guy you're really after,
and my offer still stands--

Name the time and place,
and I'll be there, alone.

What's the matter, Prudholm?
I can't hear you!

- How do I know you'll come alone?
- I'd love to burn a bum like you...

...and I don't need any help
to do it.

Just like I didn't need any help
to take that punk kid of yours!

The old zoo in 10 minutes.

- I'll be there.
- Starsky, I'm warning you...

...if I as much as smell another cop...

...I'm wasting a family,
carload of kiddies and all.

Even if they kill me before I get you,
that's okay too...

...because you have to live
with that dead family on your head...

...for the rest of your life.

- Where's the meeting?
- He said, alone.

No way. I won't allow it
and neither will Dobey.

We don't have a choice.

You're walking into suicide.

Hutch, he says he even smells
another cop...

...he's gonna waste
a whole carload of kids.

Dobey wants you guys staked inside
until you're relieved.

Move it, move it.

Prudholm!

Starsky, look out!

Come on, hero, shoot me!

What's the matter, am I too old for you?

You only kill kids?

Come on, I'm the guy who
wasted your pig friends.

What do you want me to do,
turn my back on you?

Starsky.

Read him his rights, Hutch.

- What is in there?
- He wouldn't tell me.

I obtained this, my cynical friends,
from Lonnie's mother.

I stopped to see how she was.

She said she had one of these
every day.

Knowing your interest
in nutritional matters...

...I had her whip up
a batch for you to try.

Hutch, the problem with you is
you have the notion...

...that something's gotta taste rotten
in order for it to make you feel good.

That will win you a masochist's
medal, but it is not, in fact, true.

And this is going to make you
see the light.

Banana.

- I can taste banana.
- Terrific, huh?

- What else is in there?
- Yeah, what is in here?

I could start my day
with one of these every day.

There's organic banana,
like you said, and then...

...there's natural lemon juice,
and some unrefined raw sugar...

...and about six jiggers of dark rum.
It's called a daiquiri, Hutch.

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