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(energetic music)

(mysterious music)

- Getting out of here kind of late

tonight, aren't you, Corey?

- Tell me about it.

I had half the inventory to reshelve.

Good night. - Good night.

(mysterious music)

- What are you doing here?

(Corey screams)

- Corrigan told me you got a call from Oregon today.

How's the family>

- Fine.

Yeah, fine.

Yeah, Chrissie's at the top of the honor roll.

Tommy is the best soccer player in his league.

- That's great.

- Yeah. - And Fran?

- Fran...

Fran's thinking about getting remarried.

- No kidding.

Well, that's terrific, isn't it?

- Sure.

Sure, if that's what she and the kids want.

A man can't expect his ex to sit

back and watch the parade pass by.

- Yeah.

- Still young.

She's a looker.

- [Dispatcher] All units in, 4-Adam-30.

A possible assault in progress.

Woman screaming.

City Center Mall rooftop parking lot, southwest corner.

4-Adam-30, handle code three.

- 4-Adam-30, Roger.

(sirens wailing)

(tires screeching)

(upbeat music)

(tires screeching)

There, going down the ramp.

(sirens wailing)

- 4-Adam-16 show us backing up 30.

- [Dispatcher] 16, Roger.

(upbeat music)

- 16, we got a suspect.

Check for a victim on the rooftop near the dumpster.

- Roger, 4-Adam-30.

(upbeat music)

There.

(tires screeching)

(mysterious music)

Oh, God, another one.

- Call an ambulance.

- 4-Adam-16 requesting an ambulance at

the City Center Mall on the top level parking lot.

- [Dispatcher] 16, Roger.

All units, 4-Adam-30 is now southbound on Gramercy Place.

(tires screeching)

(sirens wailing)

(upbeat music)

(tires screeching)

(tires screeching)

(tires screeching)

(tires screeching)

- Jean Kimbell was killed at her bus stop six weeks ago.

My friend, Rita Jensen, was dumped

in the bushes near her carport.

And now the Williams girl at the mall last night.

Why?

- And who?

Did Rita Jensen ever mention having another job at the mall?

- Not that I know of.

You have something?

- Well, the Williams and Kimbell girls both worked there.

- Which might mean something, except that Rita Jensen

worked as a clerk typist down at Central Precinct.

- Maybe they all knew each other.

- There's no confirmation of that,

but we're sure they were all shot with the same .22.

Ballistics just came in.

- So did latents.

16th Precinct recovered Corey William's car.

They found a full thumbprint and a partial palm inside it.

- Three blond, pretty girls beaten,

raped, murdered, within a mile.

There's gotta be a common denominator

that we can latch onto.

- What about that necklace we found?

Does it connect to anything?

- Bulletin from downtown said it was stolen in a burglary.

Worth about six grand.

- Sounds like the Williams girl did a little

more than sell shoes at the mall.

- Hooker, my detectives are spread very thin.

Can you run that one down for me?

- I thought you'd never ask.

- You mind if I check for a possible

tie-in with Rita and the mall?

- Go to it, Stacy.

- I was thinking about Corey Williams.

Starting life, was the product of a divorce,

and ending up a homicide statistic.

- Yeah, it's not a real happy story.

- And Chrissie and Tommy are out there like Corey.

Probably confused about the divorce.

Maybe even headed for trouble.

- You think Fran's feeling some of that, too?

It could explain this whole marriage thing.

- Maybe.

Still, it doesn't make it any easier to think

of my kids calling somebody else dad.

(radio beeps)

- [Dispatcher] 4-Adam-30, Lieutenant O'Brien

advises the necklace found near victim, Corey Williams,

ties to her boyfriend, Vic Farrow.

Farrow is wanted for parole violation,

but may be working at the Central Mall Tire Store.

Can you follow up?

- 4-Adam-30, Roger.

(groovy music)

(tires screeching)

- Vic Farrow.

Hey!

(upbeat music)

- OK, spread 'em, hotshot.

Let's go, come on.

You have the right to remain silent.

- You can stuff Miranda, I got it recorded.

- Look at this.

.22.

Only a parole jumper, a wise guy.

- Wax key impression.

- House key.

It's an old story.

Probably learned it in yard school.

Fix a car, steal a registration address,

and prowl the house while the owner's out.

- [Vince] You want a theory where that necklace came from?

- Hey, you can take your theory

and stuff that, too, fuzz ball.

- Don't tempt me, night crawler.

I'll put you under my foot and twist.

- [Vince] That means you're under arrest.

- [Vic] Oh yeah?

- Lab found this in the crack of Corey Williams' car.

- Part of the gun clip.

- They haven't been able to identify it yet.

Farrow's prints don't match, his alibis all check out,

and the .22 flunked ballistics.

- Great.

Goodbye murder suspect.

- [Vince] Ah, look at the positive side.

At least Vic Farrow won't be ripping

anybody else off for a long time.

- Yeah, well, we're still back to square one.

- Not quite.

This was down near Rita's body.

- The sales receipt inside puts her

in the mall the day she was murdered.

- Somebody could've followed her home from there.

- Covered a hell of a lot of territory.

- There's one approach we haven't tried.

- Like?

- Street bait.

- Come on, Stacy.

- We'll smoke the killer out ourselves.

It makes sense.

Look.

Romano, help me.

Look at them.

- You got a point.

They're all about your age, blonde, pretty.

- They're also dead.

- Do you have a better idea?

I'm telling you it's the way to go.

- We rented this cover apartment because it's smack

in the middle of whatever is happening in this case.

- So you should be in the right place

to attract the killer's attention.

- [Stacy] I gather this is the bus route.

- That's right.

Jean Kimbell got off here and was

killed less than five yards away.

Rita died outside her apartment.

And Corey got hit in the mall parking lot here.

- You know, with Stacy working the same store in the mall

as Jean Kimbell, it puts her right in the middle, too.

- If you get into any trouble, yell your head off.

We'll break down the door if we have to.

- All right, whenever you leave here,

make sure you wear this.

One of us will be close by listening.

Remember, 100 yards and you're out of range.

- I don't suppose you guys left

me a little privacy in the John.

- Hey, just turn on the shower.

We'll get the message.

- But look carefully, of course, this guy could be anybody,

including the local plumber.

(suspenseful music)

(mellow music)

- All right, I'll tell him.

That was Corrigan.

Stacy's at work.

He's tracking her.

- What do you got there?

- Oh, something for you.

Portland, Oregon PD, hmm?

- Thank you.

(mysterious music)

- [Vince] OK, come on, what's in the envelope?

- Just something I asked for.

The range master recognized a gun clip plate.

It's from a Walter TPH.

- Never heard of it.

- There aren't that many around.

It's a high precision German .22 sold only to policemen.

- What are you saying, our murder weapon came from a cop?

- Definite possible.

We'll get a wire off to the importer for a list of owners,

and then match that against our gun registration files.

- A cop?

You know, when I was a kid in Philly,

there was this beat cop who made me think that when I grew

up, I wanted to wear a badge and be one of the good guys.

Go out and look, find a department that's clean, he told me,

so you don't have to start off

defending what kind of cop you are.

- Well, you see, that's the problem.

One bad cop can turn it all around.

That's why it's up to us, Junior,

to keep our own house clean.

- That's 10 of those.

You sure you need all of them?

- Hey, like, I've got 20 fingers and toes

and it takes a lot of paint, you know?

- [Stacy] Do you get any trouble

from home looking like that?

- [Brunette Girl] Well, no, my mom's, like,

totally awesome, you know?

- [Blonde Girl] Like, it's totally tubular behind

our white picket fence, too.

- I mean, the understanding is, like, total.

I mean, daddy, he's regular,

but he's into it, too, you know?

- Mine too.

It's like, they know when we shop the discos,

we have to get some attention.

- I mean, tubular attention.

I mean, with the hand lights and stuff.

- [Blonde Girl] That's where it really counts, you know?

But sometimes it can get totally flashy and awesome.

- Thank you very much.

- Thanks, bye. - Bye bye.

- You're not gonna be on this floor much longer.

- [Stacy] Why, am I doing something wrong?

- No, see that wimp?

Bryan Jenkins, the floor super.

This is, what, your third day?

- Mm-hmm.

- By five he'll make a move on you.

Offer you a promotion, the works.

He hits on all the girls here.

- Jean Kimbell, too?

- You know Jean?

- No, I just heard she worked here.

- Jeanie worked this floor.

She and Corey Williams.

Scary both of them getting murdered like that.

- I thought Corey worked at Perry Shoes.

- She did after she quit working here.

I would've quite working anywhere in this whole mall.

It's just not safe for a single girl, especially at night.

- Haven't I been trying to tell you that for weeks, kid?

I've offered to make sure that you're never alone,

and what do I get in return?

Rejection.

Hi, I'm Dave Manetti.

- Stacy Parker.

- Dave here can't help his nosy ways.

He's a full-time vice cop downtown

and the part-time house dick around here.

Besides being good for nothing,

he comes in handy once in a while.

- Haven't I seen you somewhere, Stacy?

- Maybe the same place I've heard that line.

- Sure you don't remember me?

I used to pilot a squad car around here.

Maybe I gave you a ticket somewhere in your life.

- [Stacy] That I'd remember.

- Well, maybe we can get together

and refresh each other's memories sometime.

See ya. - Bye.

Corrigan, I hope you heard the part about Corey Williams.

- I did, I did.

X-Ray-16 to 30 on tac two.

- Go 16.

- Stacy just turned something.

Seems Corey Williams used to work at the same

store as our first victim, Jean Kimbell.

- That's more than a little something.

We'll check it out.

Progress, Junior.

- I'm all for it.

- I can't tell you if Corey was any friendlier

with Jean Kimbell than with anybody else in the store.

- We heard she quit suddenly.

- Let's say the parting was mutual.

We couldn't afford to support her shoplifting habit

and she claimed we were harassing her with smutty calls.

- Why didn't you press charges?

- Well, Manetti, our head of security suggested dropping

the whole affair to avoid questionable publicity.

- Did Corey happen to mention who

was making these obscene calls?

- No.

But then I think it was all a scam

to escape the shoplifting charges.

See, I felt she should pay for what she took.

- Well, she can't very well do that now, can she?

- You think the shoplifting ties into the killings?

- Could be.

Why don't you check the obscene call reports when we get

back and see if any of the other victims filed a complaint.

- Hooker, do you know how many of those calls

come in every night, and the language?

Oh boy.

- [Karen] You've gotta be kidding.

Walk all the way around this parking lot at night?

- We'll miss our bus if we have to go to another exit.

- I'm sorry, ladies, but once the door

is on the alarm, not even I can open it.

- That's OK, we can hurry.

Come on.

- What he should do is tell management to hire

some escorts when we have to work this late.

- [Stacy] Amen.

The east exit's not that far out of our way.

- It is if you're afraid of who you might meet in the dark.

- Say where you are, Stacy, dammit.

- [Karen] Come on, let's get to the bus.

- Take it easy.

(tires screeching)

Are you OK?

- Feel like an idiot going on like this.

But with the phone calls I've been getting,

it's enough to make anybody jittery.

- What kind of calls?

- The heavy breathing kind.

It's been going on over a week.

Dave suggested I get an unlisted phone number, so I got one.

- Why don't you ask for the day shift at the store?

- Can't.

I'm carrying 18 units at UC.

But it's only for one more semester.

Then I'll be a free woman.

- You'll have your degree?

- Mm-hmm.

- Oh, that's great.

- Yeah, marketing research and some big bucks.

- Great.

- My stop.

Stacy, thanks for listening.

- Sure.

See you tomorrow. - OK, bye bye.

(mysterious music)

(mysterious music)

- Hooker!

I don't need practice at being scared to death.

- No, what you need is (mumbles).

I just want to make sure the neighborhood

was clear before you went in.

- Stacy, you know, if you're trying

to lose me, you almost succeeded.

- [Stacy] I'm sorry, I tried to keep talking.

- [Jim] Just give me time to catch up

with you when you make a move, OK?

- [T. J.] I didn't mean to frighten you.

Well, I'm sorry.

I mean, the thing is that there are people around.

We gotta make sure that you're not being hurt.

- Would you relax?

The closest I've come to being molested is a bunch

of smooth talk by a cop at the store.

- [Vince] A cop?

- Yeah, a guy named Manetti.

He moonlights at the mall and works day

watch vice at the 29th Precinct.

- I checked Perry's Shoe Store.

This Manetti got Corey her job there.

- Wait a minute, this guy gets her a job

after busting her for shoplifting?

- I think we'd better run a full check on Manetti.

- He's a cop, Hooker, just like the rest of us.

- We turned another piece of evidence, Stacy.

Special handgun issued primarily to policemen.

Looks like we could be dealing with a cop.

- Results of the crime report research.

All three murdered girls reported obscene

calls sometime before they were killed.

- Uh oh.

The girl I work with has been getting obscene phone calls.

- Call her. - She just got

an unlisted number.

- [T. J.] Where does she live?

- Please, I'll do whatever you want, only don't hurt me.

No.

Please.

(sirens wailing)

(suspenseful music)

- [Vince] Cover the back.

- [Stacy] Police, open the door.

(glass breaks)

- See if you can find her.

(glass shatters)

(suspenseful music)

Corrigan, Romano, this way!

(engine starts)

(tires screeching)

(tires screeching)

- Are you all right? - Yeah.

Get out a description.

- Dispatch, this is 4-Adam-30.

We just lost a 187 suspect driving a Dodge, brown in color.

No license observed.

- [T. J.] Stacy.

- In here.

She's dead, Hooker.

(suspenseful music)

- I could be looking at a picture of you here,

Stacy, instead of Karen Mitchell.

- Well, you're not.

I can take care of myself.

- Can you?

You know, something could've happened when you

lost me in the parking lot last night.

Now I want you out of this.

- I'm not quitting.

But if you want, I can ask Hooker

to assign backup to someone else.

- [T. J.] Problem?

- Not with me.

- Lieutenant, did your detectives turn

anything on Karen or the brown car?

- Without a license, finding that Dodge

is like sucking a straw in an empty glass.

- Well, the lab did better.

They found skin and blood under Karen's fingernails.

We get ourselves a suspect,

we can match blood type and enzymes.

How about that check you ran on Dave Manetti?

- Seven years with the force all with the 29th Precinct.

You know the best part?

He worked with Rita Jensen.

- Sounds like we should let Internal

Affairs know about this one.

- I'm not siccing any headhunter on

another cop until we're sure, agreed?

- Till we're sure.

- Then I guess it's time I got to

know Officer Manetti a lot better.

Excuse me.

- You know, she's got the worst reason

in the world for doing this job.

She's emotionally involved.

- And you're not? - You know what I mean.

- Now don't cop out.

You'd much rather be out there yourself getting shot at

than chewing on the radio waiting for the hammer

to fall on somebody you feel responsible for.

- Hooker, she is wide open on this one.

- Romano and I have the wire tonight.

You need a break.

(mysterious music)

- Portland PD.

Oregon is where Fran's boyfriend lives.

Don't tell me you had this guy checked.

- Yes, I did.

Except for the kids, she's got

nobody up there she can rely on.

If this is gonna be the guy, I want to know

I can trust him with her and with the kids.

- What does this guy do to pay the rent?

- He sells computers, answering machines, like that.

- Don't you hate that stuff?

- [Stacy] Excuse me, can I take you up on your

offer to escort me to the bus stop?

I'm a little spooked after what happened to Karen.

- No problem, come on.

I'm sorry, Stacy.

I know you and Karen were friends.

But every time you look at the six o'clock

news, there's another tragedy.

It's tough, but life goes on, you know?

- Karen had her whole life in front of her.

She was about to get her degree.

- I know.

Look, I know my timing's lousy,

but would you like to go out and grab a bite to eat with me?

- [Stacy] I don't know, this whole thing

with Karen has me down.

- I'm down, too, but maybe a little

conversation will pick us both up.

- OK, why not?

- What do you think?

- He's the best suspect we have.

- [Jim] X-Ray-30, come in.

- [T. J.] Go, Corrigan.

- Department registration shows Manetti's

backup gun is a Walter TPH.

I checked with DMV.

He owns a van and a brown Dodge.

- I'd say we have enough to support a search warrant.

- Roger, I'm on it.

- Something wrong with the food?

- No.

No.

I was just wondering who is Dave Manetti.

You're an expert with those things.

- I also dance like Michael Jackson,

mix an incredible Bloody Mary,

and tell my detective cases like Joseph Wambaugh.

- [Stacy] Oh. (chuckles)

- My turn.

Who is Stacy Parker?

- None of the above.

- Is there anybody special out there?

- Well, if they're special, then they're special.

- You know, you're harder to get a straight

answer out of than a cornered felon.

- Well, I didn't know this was an interrogation.

- OK, let me ask another way.

Are you dating anybody right now?

Are you sitting home watching Dynasty reruns every night?

- I think I'd better answer that

after a trip to the ladies room.

- I think I should warn you.

I'm not a patient man.

These will all be devoured if you're gone too long.

- [Stacy] Excuse me. (chuckles)

- Manetti has a Walter TPH and a brown Dodge.

- That about says it all, doesn't it?

- If we can find them, especially the gun.

Corrigan has a search warrant for

Manetti's house and his van.

He practically vacuumed the house, came up empty.

I think it's about time we tore his surfer van apart.

- His van is alarmed, Hooker.

There's no way you'd get in without him knowing about it.

What happens if you come up empty-handed?

- [T. J.] Then this part of the investigation is burned.

- Look, let me try and get some time alone in his van.

If we come up dry, he won't have to know anything.

- Forget it. - I'll keep a low profile.

I promise I can do it.

- Do me a favor.

Don't get hurt here or here.

- [T. J.] X-Ray-30 to 16, roll it.

I've got point.

(suspenseful music)

- This is very nice.

- I put in the cubby holes, a stereo, and the fridge.

- The last guy I dated only mentioned the bed. (laughs)

Sort of takes me back to my high school days.

- Well, why don't I just take you all the way back, huh?

(suspenseful music)

- [T. J.] He's turned south onto your point, Jim.

- Roger, I've got them.

Hooker, he's coming north at you on Baxter.

- [T. J.] Roger, we're back on point.

Hold the parallel.

- So, do you love it?

- Thrilling. (laughs)

- The best is yet to come.

(tires screeching)

- [T. J.] Corrigan, you got him on clear view?

- Negative, Hooker.

I've got it covered.

He's not here.

- We've lost radio range on the wire, too, Hooker.

- [T. J.] Keep moving east, Jim.

We'll hold him on this end.

- There.

Just in time to catch the last show.

- I love a picnic.

Acres and acres of sand, and all of it in your food.

- Stop griping.

Just lie still and inhale.

- Now is this all the way back or what?

- Bogart is still my favorite.

- [Woman] I've always been curious

to know how a writer works.

- [Dixon] Usually in a sitting position.

Honey, haven't I read this somewhere before?

- [Man] Maybe she has.

You know, that's the trouble with these Hollywood dames.

They all have such a sketchy education.

- No, no, it's the drive-in.

Corrigan!

Pickwick Drive-In on Slosson.

- [Man] Oh, that's wonderful.

- [Woman] Oh, my hero.

What I meant was does he usually have

the story mapped out before he starts?

- Dave, I'm a little thirsty after all that Chinese food.

Would you mind getting me something to drink?

- No problem.

I'll be back in no time with a couple of cool ones.

- [Stacy] Thanks.

- [Woman] That's my boy.

- Why I never went for her I'll never know.

- [Stacy] If you're out there, Hooker, we're parked five

rows in front of the snack bar in the center.

- [Man] How long would you give it, Sylvia?

- [Sylvia] Oh, not more than 40 years.

- [Stacy] Manetti just left to get some

drinks and I'm serving the warrant.

- [Dixon] When did you see him?

- [Sylvia] The other day.

- [Dixon] Why didn't you tell me?

- [Sylvia] We didn't want to tell you

because it would only upset you.

- [Dixon] You're lying to me.

- [Sylvia] I'm not lying, I just didn't tell you.

I'm sorry, Dix.

- [Dixon] Still checking on me.

Still trying to pin a murder on me.

- There's a .22 gun clip.

- [Sylvia] Dix!

Dix!

- (mumbles), sweetheart.

- She's burned, move in.

(tires screeching)

Police!

You kiss her goodbye, chump.

Come here, up against the car.

- Hey, what the hell's going on?

I'm a police detective.

She's a thief.

- Wrong.

She's a police officer conducting a legal search.

You're under arrest for murder.

- I thought she was trying to rip off my guns, loot my van.

How many times do I have to tell you that?

- What about those guns?

Where was the Walter TPH registered with the department?

- For the last time, I moved.

The .22 got lost in the shuffle.

It's missing, stolen, gone, kaput.

- Suppose that's true.

You're a cop, why didn't you report it missing?

- I did.

Is this precinct so desperate to break this

case that you're going for the throat of

anybody who even knew one of those girls?

- You didn't know just one of those girls.

You knew all of them.

- I know a lot of girls at the mall.

I dated Jean a few times.

Corey was a mixed-up girl who needed

a lot of straightening out.

I was trying.

Every time I tried to get to know Karen, she shied off.

- [T. J.] And Rita Jensen?

- You ever have one of those days when just one more pimp,

one more cap buster drive you right over the edge?

Rita'd get off work at the records desk,

spin down, meet me for happy hour.

Share a stiff drink and a lot of sympathy.

I'd never have laid a hand on her.

- He's either the best liar I ever met, or--

- Or we've got all the right evidence and the wrong man.

- Well, it doesn't make sense.

I checked with SID and they've made 10 points

of similarity on those latent prints,

enough to call it a preliminary match.

- Yeah, but not the 15 we need for Corey.

Blood type, enzyme identical.

- Manetti's alibi checks out.

Corey Williams had some belongings at the mall.

Manetti was flying them back to her family

in Phoenix when Karen was killed.

- And he did file a missing gun report.

It slipped through one of the bureaucratic

cracks at Central Records.

- Well, that's it then.

Prints or no prints, we give him up.

- What about the case?

- You're still under.

You want to stick with it? - You bet I do.

- Hey, Stace, about last night.

You handled yourself like a 20 year vet.

I want to take back what I've been saying about you.

- You really think I've been listening?

- You have a matching set of prints, blood type,

height, weight, enzyme, and mineral levels.

But our suspect's clean.

- You asked me to push the criminal

list to make some sense of it.

- I figured we could use anything.

Lay it on me.

- One possibility.

Siblings or parents can share all

of those genetic characteristics.

- Well, it's a start.

- Oh, Hooker.

Hooker, I've been trying Fran's number

in Oregon like you asked.

All I keep getting is an answering machine.

- He sold her an answering machine.

- [Stacy] Hi.

- Hi.

I've been thinking about who you are,

your job, what happened.

- Listen, I understand.

You were just blowing off some steam.

- I'd like to see you again, Stacy, soon.

- With half my friends along for company?

- Even Hooker.

- All right, I'm off at three.

- Great.

(mellow music)

What the hell?

Aren't you the-- - Janitor from work.

- [Dave] What are you doing here?

- Meeting my loving brother

for the first

and last time.

- Hey, thanks a lot.

Want some? - Oh, no.

- What did Manetti's father have to say?

- Dave Manetti's a fraternal twin.

He and his brother were adopted

a few weeks after they were born.

Can you believe that?

Manetti apparently went to a pretty decent home,

and the twin went to a home where the father abused him.

- Well, how did Manetti's father find out about the twin?

- He received a letter a couple of years

ago from the twin named Tony Perino.

Seems this Perino burned his father's

house down with daddy inside it.

They had him on trial.

- Well, he must have told him about this brother then.

- Perino wanted Manetti to pull some police strings.

Manetti's father didn't want his son involved,

so he handled the case himself.

Perino ended up in a mental ward.

- I can't believe Manetti's father wouldn't

have explained everything to him.

- Well, Manetti dropped out of law school to become

a policeman, and father and son haven't spoken since.

- That I can relate to.

My whole life, my dad and I never

understood two words the same way.

- It can happen.

A kid who not comfortable with his adopted folks.

Stepparents with his new kids.

- Wondering about Fran?

- Will, the guy who takes my place have

a problem with Chrissie and Tommy?

- Only if he goes out of his way

to undo everything that you've done.

You've raised good kids, Hooker.

Have some faith in 'em.

You sure you don't want any?

- All right, give me that. - All right, here you go.

- [Stacy] I'm sorry, sir, but this is a loading zone.

- Is it really?

- Why don't you take the afternoon off?

I turned off my wire.

- Just tell Manetti he better take care of you.

He's gonna have me to answer to.

- Don't worry, and don't wait up.

- I won't. - There he is.

- Behave yourself. - See you later.

- Have a good time. - OK.

- Not a sound.

Get in.

Now or I'll kill you right here.

(suspenseful music)

- His van's gone.

Maybe he's not here.

(Dave groans)

(Dave groans)

- [T. J.] Call an ambulance.

- Stacy.

He's gonna kill Stacy.

- [T. J.] Adam-30 to X-Ray-16.

- Go, Hooker.

- [T. J.] Where's Stacy?

- Out on the town with Manetti.

They left a few minutes ago.

Listen carefully, Jim.

It's not Manetti.

It's his brother, he's the killer.

- Damn.

Stacy turned off her fargo.

They were southbound on Kelmar just

a few minutes ago from the mall.

- Get after her.

Let's pray she turns it back on.

- Hooker, even if she does, you know her wire's gonna

be stopped by whatever gets between us and her.

Cars, building.

- I'll call in a chopper.

They'll pick up the signal if she

gets a chance to put one out.

- [Stacy] Why did you kill them?

- I hated him.

So I hate them and you.

- We barely knew each other.

I could get to know you.

What's your name?

(suspenseful music)

- Get down as close as you can.

- [Stacy] Officer needs help.

Harris Park.

Officer needs help.

Repeat, officer needs help.

Harris Park.

- Corrigan, she's in Harris Park.

Take the south road up the mountain.

Romano, close off the east exit.

(upbeat music)

(sirens wailing)

(tires screeching)

- [Jim] You all right?

- Yeah.

- She's nothing!

You're a tramp!

That's all my brother could ever like.

Tramps!

Don't you understand?

- No, and I don't think I ever will.

- [Dave] I appreciate everything you've done.

I'm just sorry I might've prevented

everything if I'd only known.

- Well, you can't be responsible for what your brother did.

- It's not your fault you were split up

when you were children, or your fault about

the other things that happened.

- Yeah, but what do you say to yourself

when you look in the mirror and you know

it could've been you instead of him?

- Hey, I'd say I'm me and I've done

a good job with my life so far.

- That sounds like good advice for all of us.

- Dave's gonna be getting a lot of advice over the next

few days on that vacation he's being forced to take.

- What vacation?

- The one they give sick and wounded

cops who need tender loving care.

- Dave, if you're gonna get that from

somebody we know, let me warn you.

She makes a pretty rotten cup of coffee.

- Better than yours at least.

- What are you talking about?

My coffee's great.

- Which reminds me, did you ever get ahold of Fran?

- No, just the answering machine.

- Hooker, Fran'll never marry that guy you had checked out.

I read that report.

He's too much like you.

Why would she want to put herself

through that punishment again?

(laughing)

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(energetic music)

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