Original subtitles

Shut up!

What are you doing?

Now we've got a fresh party of five.

Three male, one female Caucasian and one female black.

And the troops are mean.

Everybody, against the wall. Come on.

Give them all the attention they deserve. Okay.

If I don't walk out of here with a 100,000 dollars,

they said they'd kill Mary.

[Tires screeching]

[Gunshot]

Officer down.

[Car brakes screech]

[Shatters]

[Theme music playing]

[Car horn honks]

[Car brakes screech]

[Car horn honking]

Think you can handle it?

S-4 to s-1.

He's not outside the pool hall

and not in any of the cars parked on the street.

Negative as far as we're concerned, too.

Maybe he went in the John.

Want to park and go in and look?

Heh. No way, man.

The last unarmed honkey went in that place was about 1937

and they still haven't, heh, found him.

I think that was my old man.

[Chuckles]

I hear ya.

Pep, this is a real waste of time.

By the time that girl hit the hospital

that pimp would have been on the milk run flight to San Francisco.

Hmm. And if she doesn't die,

she's gonna be more afraid of him than she is of us.

-Right. -If he does leave town,

all those other players are going to be grabbing off his girls.

Heh. Then he'll come back six weeks from now,

with no money, no flash and no girls.

Heh. Maybe we ought to hit the club of universal love. Okay.

I thought ad narc closed that last week.

Hey, where they gonna go when they get off duty?

[Laughing]

Man over pa: 14-a12.

A 211 in progress at on-three-one-four-five avalon.

All units in the area please assist. Code three.

We're practically on top of it.

What do you think, bill?

They'll probably take us for the suspects.

[Tires screeching]

[Tires screeching]

[Gunshot]

[Gunshot]

[Tires screeching]

[Gunshots]

Crowley, criminal conspiracy, how many are there?

Just one, but poor Jack never had a...

We'll take care of Jack.

-What about customers? -I don't think so.

Clerks? Owner?

All I've seen is the shotgun.

[Gunshots]

Hey, Phil, keep his head down.

[Gunfire]

Officer down.

[Tires screeches]

[Gunshots]

He's going out the back door. Come on.

[Gunshots]

[Police siren wailing]

Take it easy, just take it easy.

You're gonna be okay.

[Groans]

Ma'am, could you hold me, please?

Ambulance is on the way.

[Telephone ringing]

Oh, so that's where William keeps the stuff, huh?

That's for medicinal purposes only, Joe.

Got the sniffles, pep?

It's not funny.

No, it isn't, I'm sorry.

Pepper, you're gonna have to change out of this, ya know?

I'll change, okay.

Okay.

[Sniffles]

-Pep, you okay? -Yeah.

[Inaudible]

How old was he, bill?

He was 23.

[Sobbing]

Was he married?

Got a couple of kids, yeah.

[Sniffles]

Pep, ain't no way you're ever gonna get used to it.

It's just part of the business, hon.

[Sobbing]

If it's alright with you, could I have tomorrow off?

Okay.

There's one thing you can be sure of...

Hmm.

The crooks aren't gonna take any time off.

They'll be okay tomorrow and doing business as usual.

[Car brakes screech]

Step back from the cash, honey.

All of you, step back and keep your mouth shut.

Alright, everybody on this side of the counter hit the floor.

Come on, move. Bent down.

Everybody against the wall. Come on, come on.

Alright, everybody,

behind the counter, back against the wall.

Well, move or we'll blow your heads off.

Alright, open the door, honey. Alright, where's the alarm?

-I asked you a question. -Under there.

You stay right there.

[Buzzing]

Black and white, just went by.

-They go by all the time. -They do, huh?

That's probably true

but we gotta take some insurance, just in case.

Okay, let's go. Let's go quick and quiet.

Come on. What's the matter?

She hit the alarm.

-Who? -Her, the stupid old bag.

Just walked up to her desk and stepped on it.

Forget it. Come on.

Forget, nothing. Forget, nothing.

-[Gunshot] -[Woman screaming]

[Telephone ringing]

Graumann: Bill, pepper.

Yeah, sorry we're late, sir.

I asked styles and royster to be here.

They're writing up a report on their court appearance

and the deputy chief's waiting in his office for it.

Alright. I wanted all your people to be here

because I wanted to tell you

that they didn't identify themselves in any way.

They carried off the whole operation

with almost military precision.

Anything about the girl?

No. I suppose they've still got her or deep-sixed her.

[Telephone ringing]

Graumann.

Oh, fine.

Did you run down the license plates?

Well, freeze it. We'll send down some investigators

and we'll ask for a team from s.I.D.

Okay.

Well, we got one thing on our side.

Harbor division patrol thinks they found the holdup car.

They ran the license plates through the department of motor vehicles,

and they say the car was stolen about 1:50 today.

So we've got a stolen car but they may have cleaned it up.

Masuda, Fernandez, get down there.

The m.O. Is distinctive

but nothing seems to pop into my head

that ties it in with anybody that's operative right now.

Johnson?

I do know a couple of black ladies that used to hold up banks

but they are now deeply involved in the rehabilitation program at corona.

And I don't know of any black lady

that tied in recently with four bad whites,

so, as you say, the m.O. Is distinctive.

Graumann: So we've got a fresh party of five:

Three males and one female Caucasian and one female black.

Now the leader is smart, and the troops are mean,

so give them all the attention they deserve.

Okay.

Did they make any references among themselves

as to why they robbed the bank?

I don't quite follow you.

Look, what I mean is,

see, if did they robbed it to gain funds for some political organization or cause,

they'd come away on kind of a high

and usually they can't help boasting about it.

They make references to banks as capitalistic institutions,

maybe the police as pigs and things like that.

No, nothing like that.

Let's get back to the robbery, joanne.

You... you said the only time you saw their faces

was for a brief period before you were blindfolded, right?

Yes.

When they transferred you from car to car,

did they walk you very far?

Uh, no.

Did you hear them talking about anything?

No.

I do remember going up and down ramps.

Yeah, they changed cars in a parking garage.

Joanne, I have some pictures here that were taken at the time of the robbery.

Would you look at them?

See if you can identify anybody there.

Joanne: That must have been taken just before she shot Mrs. Carter.

Hmm.

Well, that's certainly the other one.

She's really beautiful, isn't she?

Yeah, she's a winner.

Joanne, tell me now, did you ever see any one of these girls in the bank before?

No.

Bill: Are you sure?

Well, I can't say they never were in.

I just don't remember seeing them.

What about him?

No.

Okay. I guess that's it for the time being.

Uh, joanne, um, could I see you for a couple of minutes, alone?

- You don't mind, do you, bill? - Thanks, joanne.

-Hope you feel better. -Hmm.

If there's anything you need,

I'd be happy to go down to the drugstore on the corner and...

No, I'll be going home pretty soon, but thank you anyway.

Okay, joanne, uh, you said

that aside from holding the gun on you in the bank

and pushing you around and transferring you from car to car,

they never hurt you.

No, they didn't.

Is that true?

No.

Do you wanna tell me about it?

Before they put me in the second car...

[Crying]

one of the men raped me.

[Sniffles]

I fought back as hard as I could.

I know you did.

[Sniffles]

Joanne, you weren't blindfolded when it happened, were you?

No... how did you know that?

Because I'm a cop,

and I could tell by your reactions

that you knew what at least one of the men looked like.

This rape thing.

I mean, it doesn't have to come out, does it?

Well, you know some people and I'd never hear the end of it.

It might have to come out in court later

but, uh, for now, it's between you and me.

Where were the other two men?

[Inhales then exhales]

In the second car, I guess.

He took me down to the beach

so I didn't see either them or the car.

What did the man look like?

[Inhales deeply]

He was tall, he had dark hair and...

And he was ugly.

What were the girls doing while it happened?

They watched.

Karen: Hey.

Laurette: Good morning, honey. -Hi.

Karen: Is your mommy home?

Sure.

Hey, what's wrong with the skates?

I left them outside all night and they rot.

Oh, no, well, then we'll just have to fix them for you,

now come along with us.

Are you jehovah's witnesses?

Karen: No, sweetheart, we're not jehovah's witnesses.

[Laughs]

Elliott: Alright, Mary, I'll see you later.

[Jimmy choking]

What are you doing? Who the hell are you?

Mr. Elliott, don't move.

Keep your voice down and remain calm.

-Do you understand? Elliott: Yes.

Now we're going to go into the house

and I'm gonna explain the exact details to you.

Meanwhile, for the sake of your neighbors,

we're gonna act like we're old buddies.

Okay? Come on, now.

You wanted to see me, San?

Look, I know Mary wants a bigger house

but is this the way?

Leland, did you happen to notice a blonde girl over by the writing tables?

No, but...

She and four other people came to the house this morning.

If I'm right, she's the one who used the shotgun on that assistant cashier

at milford savings.

Oh, no.

There's also a man in the parking lot.

Originally, he was wearing a stocking mask,

but they blindfolded me on the way here.

Now he's got a tape across his nose, dark glasses,

some kind of yachting cap.

Why don't I go over to the phone, hit an alarm?

Don't do anything, please.

If I don't walk out of here with a 100,000 dollars,

they said they'd kill Mary and the kids.

Yeah, but...

Alright, what do you want me to do?

Well... I'm walking out of here.

If anybody's really curious,

you take them aside, you tell them what I told you,

but stress the fact that my life and the life of my family

depends on nobody notifying anybody

until this horror is over.

Okay. Now, when will I know?

I'll call you or Mary will. Or maybe the police will.

[Exhales]

What do you call that?

- "Rolling the chip." -Could I do it?

Yeah, maybe.

Hey, sandi, you got to hold together, sweetheart.

You ever get the wind knocked out of you when you're playing?

Yes.

-You let anybody know about it? -No.

Why?

Because you wanted to keep on playing the game.

-Right? -I guess so.

Well, that's what life is.

You get the wind knocked out of you time after time,

but you just won't quit

because you don't want to stop playing the game.

Come on, kids. Your daddy's coming in the kitchen.

Daddy, daddy.

Okay, you all did a good job.

Does that mean you're through with us now?

Yes, ma'am. We're gonna leave you and the kids here

and take Mr. Elliott with us.

No, not after all that you put us...

It's alright, Mary. I kind of expected that.

We'll call you in about a half an hour to tell you where you can pick him up.

That is, provided there are no sirens in the neighborhood

and we don't see any detective cars

parked by freeway entrances. Okay?

Alright, let's go.

Mr. Elliott, the longer we take here,

the longer before you get home.

[Inaudible]

Thanks for letting me have that moment.

What do you think we are, animals?

Ladies.

The man who did most of the talking was, uh, well dressed,

he could have been in his early '40s.

-Did he have an accent? -No, none.

[Inhales deeply]

What's keeping them?

Nothing could have gone wrong, could it?

-How do you mean? -Well, San called.

They were to pick him up. Why aren't they here?

Mrs. Elliott, we'll get him back to you.

It's okay.

[Sighs]

Look, let me ask you a question,

while your children were in the other room,

you were alone with these men for a couple of hours?

Right.

Did anybody make any advances to you?

-No. -Nothing at all?

Nothing. They hardly talked to me.

They watched television mostly.

Did they seem familiar with the programs?

No. They were trying to get a ballgame from back east.

They were flipping the remote.

Uh, wherever they're from, the channels must be different.

-What are you doing, Jimmy? -This was hers.

-Sure? -I'm sure.

She was fooling with it between her fingers.

Pepper: Like this?

Hey, where'd you learn to do that?

Cop school.

Your daddy's home.

What's to say they didn't stop at Vegas on the way?

Nothing, except that they do have girl dealers in Vegas

and if they were just passing through,

she would have cashed in her chips.

You made your point.

Besides, none of the money has shown up locally.

One credit.

[Telephone ringing]

Crowley. Yeah, I've been expecting the call.

Where? Okay. We'll get a team out.

Yeah, and thank them for their cooperation.

Orange county sheriff's deputies

just found the getaway car in seal beach.

William, I think we've got it.

-The ballgame? -Right, take a look.

Mrs. Elliott said the two guys at the house

were having trouble finding a ballgame back east.

Las Vegas and here. Right?

At 2:20, you could start picking up the game

between the mets and reds on channel four locally.

But in Vegas, the network outlet is channel nine,

which is local programming here.

So to be hitting the remote at the Elliott house,

they probably had to hit 9, 11, 12 and 13,

you know, before they found what they were looking for.

Okay.

Pepper, I want you to get Las Vegas intelligence on the tube,

wire photo them everything we've got in the way of physical evidence,

photos, sketches, m.O. Reports, whatever we've got.

Okay.

Also notify the bureau to start working on it from their end.

Okay.

-And, pep? -Hmm?

Remember, with Vegas it's always a gamble.

[Clears throat]

Seal beach is in orange county, right?

But it's not that far away.

They could have doubled back on the freeway

and taken a plane out, the way they did the first time.

If that's what they did the first time.

This morning we started out with two chances,

slim and none at all.

Hmm. I guess it's too early to hear anything.

I'm gonna make a call.

I was just gonna check in. You're checked in.

Hey, susie, how about a little service?

Susie: Yeah, What'll it be, bill?

-Uh, three hot teas. -Three hot teas?

Three hot teas.

We're starting to get interesting feedback out of Vegas.

- Great. - They've seen our teletypes on the robberies

and the suspect descriptions,

but so far it means nothing to their bank robbery detail.

[Chuckles]

Alright, now,

they ran the whole package through the Nevada c.I.I.

And they came up with a possible match

on a bank robbery in Carson city nine months ago.

I must be getting old.

That was the one where they took the young bank cashier from his home?

Hmm. And dropped him off later in the desert

after they'd hit the bank.

Only there weren't five, there were four.

There was no white girl involved.

But one of the men did rape the wife

while they were waiting for the man to come home with 61,000.

Did they get an I.D. On any of them?

Yeah, now that's the good part.

Uh, they picked up a young guy catching a flight out of Vegas

and hummed him in overnight.

He fits the wife's description,

only she couldn't or wouldn't pick him out of a line-up

so they had to kick him loose.

Mm-hmm. Can we get his picture?

[Sighs]

We're gonna check with mccormack girl again

and if she says this is the guy who raped her,

then you and I are taking a flight to Vegas.

Hey, Ben, what does the name John fenner mean to you?

He's an old fly boy, gone sour.

I think he made it as far as lieutenant colonel

before they cashiered him.

On what charge?

Theft. He took everything with a plane.

He ended up as a pit boss on the strip for a while.

How about George Collins?

Mm-mm.

The manager says they keep rooms 318 and 19

and they are very friendly with changes.

The only one he's seen tonight is Collins.

Collins went out and came back a bit ago

with some papers and some groceries.

They must be all tired out after a hard day's work.

[Inaudible]

You want to do the honors, Steve?

You people made the case.

It's your home town.

[Air blowing]

Lawrence chambers, Karen Wilson,

laurette Blake, John fenner, George Collins.

This is the Las Vegas central police department.

We have warrants for your arrest.

Come out one at a time with your hands over your heads.

This is a second and final order to surrender.

Lawrence chambers, Karen Wilson, laurette Blake,

John fenner...

[gunfire]

Freeze, Turkey.

[Gunshot]

[Whistles]

Well, it looks like every cent of it.

I don't get it.

Why didn't the others come back here with him

and why did he come back?

[Dog yelping]

He came back because of his dog.

[Telephone ringing]

Hello. Yes, Johnny.

What? How do you know?

But how? How could they?

I don't know.

I called him to find out what plane he was taking in the morning

and a strange voice came on the other end so I hung up.

I called his sister.

She was hysterical,

but her husband tells me it's all over the strip,

even on late night TV in Vegas.

Who was it?

Could be all of them I guess,

FBI, Vegas p.D, maybe even some of the people from here.

Oh, they used a bull horn

and called out every one of our names.

Oh, my god. What're we gonna do?

Okay.

Now we're gonna get by. You just listen to me.

Stay in your rooms, keep calm and wait for me to call you.

-Okay? -Yeah, okay.

Alright, Johnny.

What is it?

They got George at the falcon.

There were cops all over the place and they blew him apart.

Bill: Graumann fed the sum total of the information we've gotten

from the two local hits

and the one in Carson city into Patrick.

Now in this machine's informed opinion,

there are 14 possible places they may hit.

Six of them are in the, uh, downtown area,

six of them in the western or beach section

and two are in the valley.

-They're all to be staked out? -Correct.

Which one do we get to cover and why?

This one. Because it's Patrick's first choice.

Well, good morning.

Now, did someone explain everything to you?

Yes, they did.

Is that a southern accent I detect?

No, that's a slight west Texas accent.

Southwest Texas.

You don't look like a banker to me.

You don't look like a policeman to me.

Welcome to the club.

[Telephone ringing]

-Morning. -Yeah.

Uh, good morning.

Thank you, kindly.

[Telephone ringing]

How's trainee styles doing?

Well, to tell you the truth,

he doesn't seem to have much interest in the work,

and not much in the way of aptitude.

I was concentrating on something else.

That's kind of a shame,

because we were hoping you'd get to like it and quit the force.

Look, William. That's the last straw.

From here on in, you're on your own.

I've been holding him up for years

and this is the thanks I get.

He's a real holdup artist.

[Chuckles]

We may be down to two pretty soon

'cause styles ain't cutting it as a teller.

Oh, I thought it might be you,

running off with miss Texas over there.

She is awfully cute, isn't she?

She's a doll.

I just might let her [inaudible].

[Chuckles]

[Inaudible]

Bill: "Dear, Clint Eastwood,

although you refused to answer my telephone calls and letters,

I still feel..."

what happened to your romance with Paul Newman?

Down the drain. Just like the one with Gregory peck.

You have interesting friends.

[Exhales]

What's wrong?

I'm not a complainer, right?

You have... you have your moments.

This is one of them.

[Exhales]

Playing sitting ducks for those shot gun freaks,

it's kind of creepy.

I don't mind tell you, this is not my favorite assignment.

Can you spare it?

I've heard about meat shortage, but this is ridiculous.

Lady, those patties are made up with other hands.

If they were mine, there'd be no meat.

Man, my feet are killing me.

You might know, the good whites the ones get the sit down jobs.

[Clears throat]

Well, don't worry about it.

Royster's so tired he's home soaking his feet

and worrying about sunstroke.

You know what I've been thinking?

That little blonde's 27 years old.

I wonder how she'd like to spend a weekend in San Francisco

with an affectionate and free-spending man of the world.

Well, if that's what she's got in mind, that lets you out.

[Chuckles]

Two days. 14 branches. 86 men.

Nothing.

Sure. They know they're hot.

They still want to make another strike.

Mm-hmm. Thinking we may back off.

Exactly.

What's the rest of it?

Metro has a vice presidential visit coming up.

They'll give us two days and they won't give us anymore.

But, sid, they lost a 100,000 when we got George Collins.

So they must have an alternate hit in mind.

I say they'll make it and go someplace to cool off.

I just got through saying the same thing in the commander's office.

And he said, "two more days."

Two more days.

Here's some coffee for you, pep. Ease your troubles.

-You just made it. -Yes.

Is that a new girl?

No, that's Ann St. Clair.

She was off for a couple of days because of family problems.

- You want me to introduce you? - No. I can do that.

-Excuse me. -Yeah.

I'm pepper Anderson.

I don't know if you've been briefed.

Oh, yes, I do know.

My friend, Margie, explained everything.

Good. Now, chances are nothing will happen,

but if it does, follow the instructions exactly.

Oh, yeah, that seems simple enough.

Now if you want me to look scared,

I'm sure I can manage that.

You and me both.

These are the four people we're looking for.

I've seen her, the black girl.

-Here in the bank? -Hmm, let me think.

-Customer? -No.

Maybe she came in to cash a check.

No.

Yes, that's it. New accounts.

[Exhales]

Uh, do you think you can handle it today?

What, this?

Look, I'm gonna resign the force,

come back here and be a big time bank teller.

You see, you deal with a nicer class of people here.

[Chuckles]

Ahem, excuse me a moment, please.

[Chuckles]

Oh, here it is.

She did come in a few days ago.

I took her application but I almost threw it out

because none of it checked through.

The 16th.

That's the day before they hit patriot savings.

-Oh, does that mean? -It could.

Excuse me, miss hewlett, have you seen crowley?

Hello.

Yeah, uh, yeah, pep, what can I do for you?

Laurette Blake was in this bank on the 16th.

She filled out a phony application.

Royster here.

Fenner and chambers just entered the bank.

It's going down.

Man: That's a Roger, Pete.

The girls were dropped off in the front.

S-7 to control. It's happening at western mutual.

Control: Control. That's a Roger.

We will send in additional units

and copy to robbery-homicide.

-Good morning. -Yeah, good morning.

Back against the wall.

Everybody, back against the wall.

You too. Come on, move.

[Screams]

Alright, that goes for you people too.

You step back against the wall, you don't pick up anything,

you don't touch anything. Move!

Open it. Open it.

Get back. Get back.

[Telephone ringing]

Yeah, you know me, don't you, bright eyes?

Anne: Uh, no.

I mean, I'm not sure.

Be sure.

Heh, I did a whole number for you a couple of days ago.

But relax, I'm only going to make one withdrawal.

Yeah, I just sat down right here and i...

How come you got my application...

That would be very foolish.

Fenner, it's all over.

It's all over, fenner, slide that gun out.

[Groans]

Slide that gun out.

Now come to the center of that door with your hands

locked on top of your head.

I said on top of your head.

Down on your knees.

Come on.

How is it, Joe?

It hurts like hell but I'll live.

Let me try to handle it. Hang in there, buddy.

You okay?

Is Joe okay?

Heh. He's too... he's too honored to get hurt bad.

[Sighs]

Take it easy, kid.

Something like this doesn't happen every day.

Hmm.

Maybe... someday... sometime...

I'll be able to accept that.

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