All language subtitles for The.Rockford.Files.S02E07.iNTERNAL.BDRip.x264-LiBRARiANS

This is Lieutenant Diehl
speaking, Sergeant.

I got a body out here in the
junkyard. He's been shot twice.

We're looking
for a James Rockford.

You know, Rockford, for a guy
who's such a stickler for details,

you play very sloppy ball.

Alice Sandstrom?

I don't think she committed
suicide, Mr. Rockford.

We're calling it suicide,
because it was a suicide.

See how neat that works out?

I'm gonna jerk your ticket,
Rockford.

You're gonna be
doing laundry for the County.

This is Jim Rockford.

At the tone, leave your name
and message.

I'll get back to you.

Jim, it's Shirley
at the cleaners.

You know that brown jacket?

The one I said
looked so great on you?

Your favorite?

We lost it.

The teams are heading back on
the field for the second half.

The Rams have been particularly
effective during the first two quarters.

Their pass defense
has been spectacular.

Hey, Solly.

Solly, what do you got
for odds in the second half?

I didn't say
I wanted to press,

I just want to know
what the odds are.

Come in.

And the
linebackers have been...

Hi.

I'll be right with you.

Fourteen and a half points!

Solly, they came into the game an
underdog. They're only six points up.

Well, what are you running,
a book or a bucket shop?

No bet.

Fourteen and a half points, he
thinks somebody's gonna take it.

I'm sorry.

My name is Jim Rockford.

Jennifer Sandstrom.

I hope you're available
for employment.

I'm in need of
a private investigator.

Hey, that's gonna
work out real great.

That's what I do
for a living.

I'm sorry. That's just
a little joke. Sit down.

I don't know if there's
anything you can do.

She may have
killed herself.

It certainly is possible. It
just doesn't seem like her.

She was always
such a happy person.

Even when we were children,
she was always the most...

Miss Sandstrom.

Could you just start
at the beginning, please?

Oh, I'm sorry, of course.

You don't know what on
earth I'm talking about.

Here.

Alice Sandstrom?

My sister.

Well, it says the body
was discovered

on the beach near the Santa
Monica Pier two days ago.

Her car was found
two blocks away,

with a suicide note
written in her hand.

I don't think she committed
suicide, Mr. Rockford.

Look, Miss Sandstrom, if the
police have it down as a suicide,

that's probably
just what it was.

No. You see,
she was afraid of the water.

Ever since we were children, she
was always afraid of the water.

She would never have chosen
drowning as a way to commit suicide.

I have a friend

who is a psychiatrist
and he said

it would be most unlikely.

Yeah, unlikely,
but possible.

Oh no, she was not
a suicidal person.

I don't care what
the police say.

She was a happy person.

She loved life.

I think she was killed,

and I want you
to look into it.

Miss Sandstrom, it says here
that you are the sole survivor?

How much do you charge,
Mr. Rockford?

Look, I think you ought to
let the police handle this.

I really do.
I mean, they're good.

Maybe they're not telling
you everything they know.

It's $200 a day
plus expenses.

But I'm trying to tell you
to let the police handle it.

Look, maybe the police

found out she had a psychiatrist
that you didn't know about.

Maybe that psychiatrist knows
something you don't know.

Are you listening
to me or not?

Miss Sandstrom,
I don't take cases

that don't seem real to me.

Now, you could
triple that stack of money,

it wouldn't change anything.

Well, it probably wouldn't.

Please.

I need your help.

Even if it turns out
she killed herself.

I need to know for sure.

Please.

All right.

All right. All right.
Look, I'll...

I'll look around
for one day, huh?

I'll go up there.
I'll look around.

I'll see if I can
turn up something.

You'll find her address
in that newspaper article.

And here is mine.

I'm there most of the time.

Mandeville Canyon.
That's a nice area.

Daddy left us some money,
Mr. Rockford.

Jim. Just call me Jim.

Oh, I almost forgot this.

I got into her bedroom and I found
some things that weren't there before.

Look. It's in here somewhere.

I don't know who J.M. is.

We used to trade off jewelry quite a bit,
and I know she didn't have that last month.

Also, there are these.

They're love letters,
but the bottom's been cut off.

That's pretty strange,
isn't it?

Yeah, yeah...
Almost as if she

didn't want anyone
to know who it was.

Okay. Yeah, thank you.

I wonder if
you'd do me a favor.

Would you keep those on you?
I'd hate to lose them.

Can you go up
to the house now?

I mean,
can you start right now?

Oh, well...

Yeah. Sure. Sure.
Just let me get my coat.

What do you mean,
it's Lieutenant Diehl's case?

Can't you check on it?

Sure I can check on it.
I just don't want to.

Come on, Dennis. She was a floater
on the beach in Santa Monica.

There's gotta be some reason
you guys are calling it suicide.

There is.

Okay, what is it?

We're calling it suicide,
because it was a suicide.

See how neat that works out?

What about an autopsy?

I don't know.
Look, Jimbo, it's not my case.

It's Lieutenant Diehl's.

Call Diehl up and ask him
to read you the R.O. report.

Okay.

Okay, I'm officially notifying
you that I'm working on the case.

Why tell me? Tell Diehl.

I'm telling you
because I'm talking to you.

You see how neat
that works out?

Oh, hi.

Say, is there
anybody in the house?

That filter, I'm gonna have to take it
down to the shop and get some parts for it.

I said,
is anybody in the house?

Oh, yeah. I think so. I
think there's a guy in there.

Why don't you
try the front door?

Thanks.

What is going on here?

I don't know.
Let's wait and see.

May I ask what you think you're doing?

Oh. It's all right.

Oh, my name is...
Yes, I know your name.

You're Tom Brice. I called
Friedler, Pike and Morris.

They said you'd be here.

You know we haven't
done the inventory.

You... Who are you?

Jay Volaro,
County Assessors Office.

You know, Mr. Brice,

that removing an item, like
that jewelry box, is a tax crime.

You start messing around with
the County Assessors Office,

you won't
get into heaven, son.

Well, we were told

the tax people had
already done the audit.

We were authorized
to remove the items

that were special bequests
in the will.

Who told you that?

I think...
Well, come on.

I'd like to know.
Who told you that?

It was Mr. Talbot.

He's in your office.
Yeah.

Mr. Friedler spoke
to him, I think.

Talbot told you that?

All right,
I've had it with him.

He makes
too many mistakes.

He's too old.
He told you that?

When did he tell you that?
I'd really like to know.

Was it before
10:30 this morning, huh?

Look, I don't want to get
anyone into any trouble.

I'm gonna find out, anyway.

Look, I don't know. You see,
you'd have to ask Mr. Friedler.

He spoke to him.
Okay, I will.

You just might
as well clear out, son.

I'll forget that
you were in here illegally.

Oh, you...

You found the keys to the
safe-deposit box, I suppose.

Safe-deposit box? Didn't know
she had a safe-deposit box.

But I did find some keys.
Here.

Which bank?

Bank. I don't know.
But her checking account,

that's at City Savings & Trust on Sunset.

Okay, I'll return these
to you

after the inventory
and the audit.

Okay. You can go, son.

Yes, sir.

Sergeant Becker, please.

I'm sorry. He's not in.

Yeah. Give me
Lieutenant Diehl then.

This is Lieutenant Diehl
speaking.

Hello, Lieutenant.
This is Jim Rockford.

Hello.

I said this is...
What do you want?

Lieutenant, I understand
that you're handling

the Alice Sandstrom
drowning case.

What do you want, Rockford?

I think maybe you ought to go up to
her house and check the pool filter.

Why would I want to do that?

And then I think you ought
to get the autopsy report back

and check and see
if anybody bothered to look,

see what kind of water
was in her lungs.

I think maybe she was
drowned in her own pool

then taken out
and pushed in the ocean.

This is not a murder,
Rockford.

I closed this case.

And I damn well don't appreciate
you digging around in it.

I just said...

I know what you said.

Get off my back, get off
my case. You understand?

Diehl, you get off your butt and come
up here and look at this pool filter,

or I'm gonna go
to the City Attorney!

I'm gonna jerk your ticket,
Rockford.

You're gonna be doing laundry
for the County.

You do yourself a favor,
Lieutenant.

You loosen up
just long enough

to check that autopsy report and get
up here and look at this pool filter.

I'm here to see
Jennifer Sandstrom.

Is she expecting you,
Mr. Rockford?

Yes.

One moment,
while I check.

I'm sorry.
There must be some mistake.

I was looking for
Jennifer Sandstrom.

You found her.

If you're here
investigating Alice's death

for the insurance company,

I've already told Mr. Dreikurs
we're not filing a claim.

It was a suicide.

I don't understand what it is
you people want to investigate.

Oh, I'm working for
Friedler, Pike and Morris.

Tom Brice hired me
this afternoon.

There's some legal matters
that need to be concluded.

Such as?

Well...

There was the whole matter
about your sister's investment

in the Lake Oswego
Real Estate Corporation.

She was a general partner
on that

and had some general
partnership liabilities.

Then there was,
of course, the matter about

the civil misconduct case
we were handling for her.

What the devil are
you talking about?

Well, I guess I shouldn't
have said anything at all.

I just assumed that you knew
about your sister's affairs.

I mean, Mr. Brice
didn't say anything

about maintaining
any confidentiality.

I do.

And I've never heard
of any of those things.

Well, it does seem strange,
doesn't it?

Well, to begin with,

my sister was in no mental
condition to be a general partner

or to assume
any liabilities.

After all, she'd been in and out
of Lynhaven for the last two years.

Well, Lynhaven was
some sort of hospital?

It's a mental institution.

Surely Mr. Brice told you that
my sister had been deeply suicidal

for the last
two or three years.

Oh, yes, yes. We went into
that very thoroughly. Yes.

What is all this malarkey
about my sister

being a general partner
in some sort of investment?

Well, it's just that.

What?

Malarkey. It's all malarkey.

I guess I'll just be
on my way. Thank you.

What took you so long?

Hey, I had to go all the
way back to the gas station.

Okay. We shouldn't have
to use our own cars.

Well, what did Sherman say?

He said go ahead
and stick on this guy.

His name turns out
to be Rockford and he's a P.I.

That's great.
What about the girl?

He's got two other guys
on her now,

but he says it may have
already gone down.

Hello. Let me speak
with Mr. Friedler, please.

Well, when he gets in, tell
him to call Jennifer Sandstrom.

It's urgent.

Cops.

Yes, this is Mr. Smith
in Room 24.

I'm gonna take a little nap.

Could you wake me
at 7:30, please?

Yes, sir.
Thank you.

Well?

He's taking a nap.

He left a wake-up call
for 7:30 tonight.

Let's go. We can
check back here at 7:30

if that's what
Sherman wants.

Oh, hi.

You ought to be able
to do better than that.

You're upset.

I can appreciate that.

Why don't you let me put
a little extra in the pot?

Would you stay
for lunch?

Yeah.

Where you going?

Now, wait a minute.

What the hell do you think you're doing?

I am going
to call the police.

Just open the front door
and call out in a loud voice.

What are you
talking about?

Oh, come on, Tina, don't
tell me you don't know

there's four of L. A.'s finest
sitting outside, drinking cold coffee.

Well, well.
What have we here?

You got paid.
What more do you want?

That's just
about priceless.

Wait a minute.

Oh, so you think
I won't call the police, huh?

Well...

All right,
so I won't call the police.

But that doesn't
give you any right

to go prowling through
someone's personal effects.

What are you doing?

Just earning my money.

Well, well.

Here we have the solution

to the mystery of the letters
and the bracelet.

Fascinating. I'm enthralled.

Now would you
please get out of here?

Oh, I could be
persuaded to leave.

Of course, I have
a few conditions.

I was sure you would.

Don't get too salty,
Miss Dusseau.

Remember, I'm the guy
that got red-dogged.

Red-dogged? Yeah. It's a football term.

That's where
the line opens up a hole

and they shoot a linebacker through
to sack the unsuspecting quarterback.

Oh, my stew. It's burning.

Aren't you coming?

You didn't put it
on the stove.

I notice little things
like that.

I'm a detective, remember?

If you want to get rid of me,
you'll have to do better than that.

It's just that everything around
here is so messy. You know...

Well, now,
don't feel too bad.

What were you gonna do?

Get a chill,
come in to get a sweater,

and then pick up your cute
little chrome-plated cannon,

chase me out into the street?

I saved you a lot of trouble.

You know, I could get very
tired of all this clever chatter.

You know, that makes my
palms just all sweaty.

Where we going?

First we're gonna get
out of here and then...

Then you're gonna
tell me why you sent me

to the Sandstrom house. Although
I have a pretty fair idea,

I'd like to hear
all the gory little details.

Now, wait a minute. Just...
Wait, wait a minute.

Okay, so you just selected the Alice
Sandstrom drowning out of the paper at random,

sent me up there.

Then you gave me the envelope
so that when I left my trailer

I'd take the two cops
off you.

Now, I want to know why
they're interested in you

and I want to know what
I got myself involved in.

Hello.

Okay, you're on.
Make it good honey, huh?

Aunt Elizabeth always said
you could dance.

Funny.

Well, I guess
it won't hurt to tell you.

Pacific Trust insures
the Delany jewelry collection.

It's worth maybe $3,000,000.

Anyway,

the whole collection was
stolen from the Delany house

about two weeks ago.

Pacific Trust was contacted
by the thieves

and offered a chance
to buy back the collection

at half the price,

which was a lot cheaper than
paying off the insurance claim.

No. But they wanted the cops
kept on the outside of the deal.

And they wanted me
to be the go-between.

'Cause they figured I was a girl and
I wouldn't be much of a threat to them.

Oh, but they didn't know that
you keep a chrome-plated.38

right next to
your pearl drop earrings.

You're determined to be flip,
aren't you?

Hey, come on now.
Give me a break, huh?

I'm trying to walk off a
big emotional disappointment.

Anyway, somehow the cops must
have gotten wind of the exchange

that took place at 2:00
this afternoon.

I was on my way to the insurance
company to pick up the money

that came
in a manila envelope.

I looked out the front of
my house and I saw two cops.

So I decided to make
a duplicate envelope.

$3 worth, please.

So you...

You smuggled it
out to your car,

you went to
the insurance company,

you picked up the money and then
on your way to make the switch,

you dropped by my place
with the phony envelope.

And I walked out of my trailer
waving it like a flag,

and I've had those two cops
following me ever since.

I don't see what harm it did.

I made the switch. The insurance
company has the jewelry.

And you have $200.

Well, the only thing wrong
with all that is

I think that Alice Sandstrom
was really murdered.

You're kidding.

I told you
I was a good detective.

I think that she was drowned
in her own swimming pool,

taken out
and thrown in the ocean.

Hmm. I called Lieutenant Diehl
down at the police station...

Lieutenant Thomas Diehl?
...and climbed his tree.

Yeah. You know him?

Do I!

He hates me.

Yeah, me, too.

Well, anyway, we're going down there,
and you're gonna clear me with Diehl.

You're gonna tell him you sent
me off on a wild goose chase

to get those two cops off of
me that were following you.

Oh, no. I'm not going to
the police station

to scrub you clean with Diehl.
Not on your life.

You got a permit
to carry this thing?

Oh, come on.

Lieutenant Diehl will
pull your ticket

for carrying
an unauthorized weapon.

Why, I never saw that gun
before in my life.

Well, you're gonna be wearing it
when we see Diehl just the same.

You wouldn't.

We're colleagues.

I'm just thinning out
the field.

It's good for business.

All right.

But if I go in there and I get you
straight with Diehl, that's it, right?

Right.

That's $3.

Right.

Thank you.
You bet.

The thing is that Diehl is such a cluck.

Yeah.

You got any idea
what this cost the County?

You got the faintest idea? I
just thought it'd be a good idea

if you looked...
Okay, we checked.

This lady got no pool water
in her lungs.

She jumped off
the Santa Monica Pier.

She left a suicide note.

She's been in deep analysis
for over two years.

Her psychiatrist says
she was suicidal.

What does it take
to satisfy you, Rockford?

Oh, I'd say that right
about now I'm satisfied.

What do you got
to do with this?

She's the one that hired me to
investigate the drowning. She's my client.

I have been dreading the day when you
two would get together on anything.

Miss Dusseau, if it
wouldn't be too much trouble,

would you mind explaining
to me why you hired Rockford?

I was trying to get the two detectives
who work for Sergeant Vince Sherman

to follow Rockford
instead of me.

I see.

I see, and why would you want to do that?

That is privileged
client information.

Come on.
It is police business.

Lieutenant,
I'm not gonna tell you.

If you're that curious, you can
ask Sergeant Sherman. He knows.

Look, Lieutenant, why stand
around yammering with us, huh?

What do you expect to get out
of a couple of jerk private eyes?

Why don't we just say
we made a big mistake

and Tina and I'll
get out of your life, huh?

In the two and a half years
I've known you,

that's the first thing you've
ever said I can get behind.

Hey.
What?

On the way back,

I want to drop by the Sandstrom
house for a minute. Do you mind?

Of course I mind. I don't want to
get in trouble with Lieutenant Diehl.

If we go there,
we're just asking for it.

Yeah. Yeah, well,
it'll only take a minute.

Oh, come on, Jim. I'm not
impressed with this sort of thing.

Either you know something
or you don't.

There was no pool truck.

The door in the back
of the house was jimmied,

but there was no pool truck
out front.

Oh, that sheds a lot
of light on everything.

You know, you have a tendency
for flip remarks yourself.

You know that pool man.

He said he didn't have
parts to fix the filter.

You'd just think they'd always
carry parts to fix a filter.

Yeah, you'd think
they would.

All right, I give up.
What are we looking for?

The guy was carrying
a pool skimmer.

You know the little thing you fish
the leaves and bugs out of the pool.

See if you can find it.

Seems strange you wouldn't notice
that truck was missing before.

Well, I just assumed that there
was a back exit to this place

and he was parked
in the back.

There's no back road here,
and there's no pool skimmer.

Guy just picked it up
and carried it off.

Guy in his shirtsleeves, carrying a
pool skimmer just looks like a pool man.

It's an instant disguise.

I wouldn't break in there
if I were you.

I'm not breaking in.

It's been jimmied.
I told you that.

"Police, fire,

"pool service."

This is Mr. Brice.

And we're handling the estate
of Alice Sandstrom

and I'm sorry, but I'm afraid we're going
to have to terminate the pool service.

Yes. Yes,
it was a terrible shame.

Look, for our records,

could you tell me
when the last time

that the pool was serviced?

Uh-huh, and that was
the last time?

No. No. No problem,

just send us a final statement, please.

Yes. Thank you.

Come and take
a look at this.

Now, who would paint a room
and put on new curtains,

if they intended
to commit suicide?

Hmm. Taking a little
busman's holiday, I see.

It is pretty strange,
don't you think?

Yeah. Yeah.

It turns out the pool man
was a phony.

The last time they had
anybody up here was Tuesday.

Do you think it really was
him that jimmied the door?

I suppose
he has to be considered.

What would he want
inside the house?

Well, maybe it was these.

Safe-deposit box?

Yup.

Where did you get these?

Well, I'd rather not say.

Do you want to call Lieutenant
Diehl and let him in on this?

Do you?
No.

We could send him
an anonymous letter.

Hmm. He'd know.

Yeah.

We could forget
the whole thing.

After all, we don't owe
any of these people anything.

Now, don't go heroic on me.

You're right.
Let's get out of here.

Look at it this way.

It probably was a suicide.

I mean, Diehl wouldn't lie about her
psychiatrist saying she was suicidal.

Yeah. I know.

Her sister Jennifer said she was
in and out of a mental institute

for two years.

You see,
that corroborates it.

So she painted a room and
went out and jumped off a pier.

What about the pool man?
What about him?

A friendly neighbor who didn't
want to see the filter get clogged.

I know,
it's a little strange.

But I'm sure if we thought
about it long enough,

we could come up with at least
a dozen reasons for the pool man.

Yeah, I suppose.

Where do you want me
to drop you off?

At home.

Oh, say, I've got
some of that stew left.

Do you want to
stay for dinner?

Hmm.

Get your head down.
Quick!

If you hadn't taken the bullets out
of my gun, we could have shot back.

Well, you can't shoot
what you can't see.

So much
for the suicide theory.

All right.

Come on,
let's go up there

and get the spare on
and get out of here.

I can do it.
All right.

Stay where you are. I'll
check and see if it's clear.

"Brice. Thomas A."

Brice?

Sandstrom.

Lieutenant,

Sergeant Sherman's on the
patch-through on your car right now.

Thanks.

This is Lieutenant Diehl
speaking, Sergeant.

I got a body out here in the
junkyard. He's been shot twice.

The guy's name is Tom Brice.

He's an attorney
for Alice Sandstrom.

You got anything that ties
Rockford or Tina Dusseau into this?

Yeah.

I've just been reading
through Deek's report.

We got a match-up.

Rockford was up at that house
about the time Brice was there.

Maybe he followed him out
and dropped the hammer on him.

Okay. If we can put Rockford
with Brice this morning,

I want a warrant put out
on him. Suspicion of murder.

We better get a time of death
from the M.E.

We need a match-up
on the time.

We need motive.

It's a little thin.

Suspicion is just
what it says.

Suspicion, Sergeant.
Pick him up.

Well, this is Sunday, so we can't
get into that safe-deposit box

until tomorrow.

What are we gonna do?

Well, ordinarily,
I'd go to the police,

but we just can't prove
anybody tried to kill us.

And I get the feeling
Lieutenant Diehl would have

a rooting interest in the killer.
So that doesn't make much sense.

How are we gonna get in
that safe-deposit box?

Well, first we go back
to Alice's house,

get something with
her signature on it,

and then we'll do what we can
tomorrow to make you look like Alice.

Oh, no. The lady who lets the
people in the safe-deposit box area

is not gonna be fooled. She probably
knows what Alice Sandstrom looks like.

Well, that's why we wait
until she goes to lunch.

Then we hit on the substitute
during the lunch hour.

It's a gamble, but it's
the best chance we got.

Oh, by the way, we don't
have to go back to the house.

Well, we gotta get something
with her signature on it,

so you can learn
how to sign her name.

I stole these canceled checks
from off her desk.

I figured
if we look through them

we might find something
that was interesting.

"We don't know these people.

"We don't need
to get involved."

Forget it.

Oh, you're a bigger sucker
than I am.

I just don't see anything
in here that's gonna help us.

How you doing?
Not bad.

Look.

Yeah. Yeah.
That's not too bad.

Only I'd broaden
the "A" in Sandstrom.

Really?
I think it's all right.

She did have
a sort of a cramped hand.

Typical of the paranoid.

You know, Jim,
maybe she did commit suicide.

Maybe the man that shot at us this
afternoon was really after something else.

Well,
I think she was murdered.

There's just too much
that can't be explained.

Yes?

We're looking
for a James Rockford.

We thought you might have
some idea of his whereabouts.

No. Why?

We have a warrant
for his arrest.

Suspicion of murder.

Who was killed?

An attorney
named Tom Brice.

Is he here,
or do you know where he is?

No, I don't. But you're welcome
to come in and have a look.

You understand we don't
have a search warrant.

Well, that's all right. If you want
to have a look, you have my permission.

Well,
that won't be necessary.

Have you tried his trailer
at the beach?

Yes, we have.

Well, thank you.

It was a nice job.

You heard?
Yeah.

Now, who would want
to kill Tom Brice?

Well, look,
let's just put this together

with some structure
that fits, huh?

There is a safe-deposit box
with something in it.

Something that somebody's
willing to kill for, huh?

Now, Tom Brice went up
to that house

to look for some jewelry,
but he found a key,

which he didn't know was
there. But somebody else did.

They went up there,
they jimmied the door.

Tom Brice interrupted them.

So the guy went out by the
pool and just puttered around.

And that's when I arrived.

So he decided
to get the hell out of there.

Now, I bluffed Tom Brice
out of the key,

but the killer
didn't know that.

He followed Tom Brice

to a spot where they could
have a little conversation.

Things got rough.

He wound up killing Brice and he
looked for the key, but it wasn't there.

He still hasn't found it.

And he made a try
for us this afternoon.

It's a theory.
It's a good one.

Hey, I better get out of here.
They're liable to come back.

Wait a minute.
I'm going with you.

We're gonna have to get rid
of this car and get a rental.

I'd better rent it.

Okay. Then we'll check
into a motel.

We'll wait until 12:00 noon.

Are you trying to corrupt me?

Yeah. Yeah.
I think maybe I am.

You know, this is funny.

Here we are, hotter than
Bonnie and Clyde and it's...

It's funny.

Hello. May I help you?

Yes. My name
is Alice Sandstrom.

I'd like to get into
my safe-deposit box.

Thank you.

Right this way,
Miss Sandstrom.

Friedler, Pike
and Morris.

Let me speak to
Mr. Friedler, please.

Yes?

You can use this booth
if you like.

Thank you.

It's getting out of control,
Pete.

There's somebody at the bank
trying to get at that box.

If the authorities
get that box, we're cooked.

Look, I had to do it.

You didn't need to kill her.
You didn't need to kill Brice.

Now, look here.

This is
a tough business.

There's a lot
of bread in it.

You don't like the risk,
you don't get involved.

You'd better take care of it.

She had a baby.

Yeah. This is
the birth certificate.

That explains the baby blue
room with the new curtains.

It also says she was afraid
she might be murdered.

She certainly was psychotic.
Look how it rambles.

It looks like she had a baby and gave
it over to some guy named Pete Finch.

Then she had a change of mind,
tried to get it back

and threatened to expose the whole
baby racket, and they killed her.

The pool man?

Well, we won't know that until we
can get a look at this guy Pete Finch.

It says here Attorney Aaron
Friedler set up the whole deal.

And her sister Jennifer
was in on it, huh?

Yeah, probably.

Probably Jennifer didn't want
her sister to have an heir.

You said it best.
What do you mean?

"Daddy left us
a lot of money."

My house is only
a couple of blocks from here.

Why don't we go there
and call Lieutenant Diehl?

The cops are probably
staking out your place.

Where are you going? You going
toward my house? There are cops there.

I know.
That's the whole idea.

Get out of the car.
All right.

All right. I'm getting out.
Feet apart.

Hands on top of the car.

Put your hands
behind your back.

Hey!

My briefcase,
get my briefcase, will you?

Move it!

You must be Pete Finch.

Well, I'm not talking to
anyone until I see my lawyer.

Hey, Pete.

You're a lousy shot.

Book Finch
and pick up Friedler.

Yeah, the charge is the murder
of Alice Sandstrom and Tom Brice.

And get somebody
to check way back on Finch.

I think we just might have the tip
of a big baby racket going here.

And tell the D.A.
I want to see him at 4:00.

And get his whole staff
involved in this.

Yup. Could be a biggie.

Right.

Hey, Lieutenant, I hate to be
a stickler for details,

but you forgot to add two counts of
attempted murder to those charges.

I mean, he did try to kill
Miss Dusseau and myself.

No kidding?

Hmm. Sorry I missed that.

Can we go now?

Why didn't you come right to
us when you turned up the key?

Well... And why didn't you
call us when you found out

she had a safe-deposit box?

Well, now, on that one... How
come you broke into the house?

Well,
I didn't really break in...

You know, Rockford, for a guy
who's such a stickler for details,

you play very sloppy ball.

Yeah.

Yeah, I guess if you want to
overlook the fact

that I took a suicide out of your wastebasket
and put it on the D. A.'s murder docket.

I can't figure out
what Becker likes about you.

Well, I think he likes me because
he can beat me at handball.

Sign the statement,

keep yourselves handy. We'll need
you for the preliminary hearing.

You were in there playing a
great game of catch-up with Diehl.

I appreciate
all your help.

What do you mean?
You were doing fine.

You did say to tell him
what he wanted to hear,

and I figured he didn't want
to hear from me.

Oh, I see.

You're a real princess.

You know,
I feel great.

We stuck to this thing because our
instincts told us we were right.

And we ended up
catching a murderer,

exposing a multimillion dollar
baby plot,

and we may have gotten
a little boy his heritage.

Real heroic stuff.

You rented it.
It's your ticket.

Look,

you don't quite understand.

You see,
the police impounded this car.

Then they drove it around here
and they parked it here.

We don't deserve a ticket.
I'm sorry.

But... Wait a minute.

I just said
that I didn't park it.

The police did.
You can ask them.

Go right in there and ask them. I'm sorry.

You know, I try.

I really try, Jim.

But, damn it,
I hate cops.