All language subtitles for Police.Squad.S01E01.A.Substantial.Gift.The.Broken.Promise

Police Squad! In colour.

Starring Leslie Nielsen.

Also starring Alan North.

And Rex Hamilton as Abraham Lincoln.

Tonight's special guest star,
Lorne Greene.

Tonight's episode, The Broken Promise.

Sally, I just can't
cover up for you anymore.

- I'm in this thing way too deep already.
- Not as deep as I am.

Honey, please, my orthodontist is
getting anxious. He wants his money.

Well, tell him you haven't got it.
What can he do?

What can he do? He'd beat up his
own mother when it comes to money.

Jim, please, you gotta go along
with me or I'm in serious trouble.

I'm sorry, Sally.

Please, I only need a couple more days.
By then, the rubber bands will be off.

Yeah, sure, then next week you'll need
a retainer. There's no end to it.

Jim, please, one more visit.
Just for tightening.

Sally, I'm sorry.
This is it. End of the line.

All right.

I'll think of something. I've got to.

Look, Sally, you know
I'd like to help you,

but with the auditors coming in,
I've got to balance the books.

- Good afternoon, sir. May I help you?
- I'd like to cash this cheque.

- Payroll cheque?
- Yes, I'm with the Lerman tyre company.

At least I used to be.
I just got laid off today.

Well, since this is your first time here,

can I see some identification,
Mr Twice?

Yeah, sure. Here's my driver's licence.

Do you have two major credit cards?

Thumbprint here, please.

Now stand on that line
and look directly into the camera.

Thank you.

Now look to your left and cough.

And again.

Now, spread your toes, please.

And the other foot.

Thank you. Come and see us
anytime, Mr Twice.

Thanks.

Sally!

Sally!

My name is Sergeant Frank Drebin,

Detective Lieutenant, Police Squad,

a special detail
of the police department.

There'd been a recent wave
of gorgeous fashion models

found naked and unconscious
in Laundromats on the West Side.

Unfortunately,
I was assigned to investigate hold-ups

at neighbourhood credit unions.

I was across town doing my laundry

when I heard their call
on the double killing.

It took me 20 minutes to get there.

My boss was already on the scene.

An attempted hold-up, Frank.
Cashier's the only witness.

According to her,
the gunman shot the teller,

she grabbed the gun
and shot the hold-up man.

It's the same M.O. as the others.

It could be, but this one
has an interesting wrinkle.

The gunman, Twice, is a good
family man with no prior record.

- Could I talk to her?
- Sure.

This is Sally Decker, Frank.

- Hello, Miss Decker.
- Hello.

I'm Captain Frank Drebin.

I understand
you've had a pretty rough time.

Yeah, it was pretty bad.

- Cigarette?
- Yes, I know.

Well.

- Do you feel up to any questions?
- I'll try.

Where were you
when all this happened?

I was right here at my desk, working.

And when was the first time
you noticed something was wrong?

Well, when I first heard the shot,
and as I turned, Jim fell.

He's the teller, Frank.

- What, Jim Fell's the teller?
- No, Jim Johnson.

- Who's Jim Fell?
- He's the auditor, Frank.

- He had the flu, so Jim filled in.
- Phil who?

Phil Din.
He's the night watchman, Frank.

If only Phil had been here.

Now wait a minute.
Let me get this straight.

Twice came in
and shot the teller and Jim Fell.

No, he only shot the teller,
Jim Johnson. Fell is ill.

Okay, then after he shot the teller,
you shot Twice.

No, I only shot once.

Twice is the hold-up man.

- Then I guess I did shoot Twice.
- So now you're changing your story.

- No, I shot Twice after Jim fell.
- You shot Twice and Jim Fell?

No, Jim fell first,
and then I shot Twice once.

- Who fired twice?
- Once.

He's the owner
of the tyre company, Frank.

Okay.

Wunce is the owner of the tyre company
and he fired Twice.

- Then, Twice shot the teller once.
- Twice.

- And Jim fell and then you fired twice.
- Once.

Okay, all right,
that'll be all for now, Miss Decker.

Now, we'll need you to make
a formal statement down at the station.

- Of course.
- You've been very helpful.

- We think we know how he did it.
- Howie couldn't have done it.

He hasn't been in for weeks.

Well.

Thank you again, Miss Decker.

- Weeks?
- Sol Weeks. He's the controller, Frank.

Sally Decker told a convincing story.

I thought she would make a good
witness if the case ever came to trial.

But somehow, something didn't sit right.

I drove back to Police Squad

to see what Homicide
and the lab boys had picked up.

So, Billy, when the moisture in the air
comes in contact with the cold pitcher

it forms water droplets,
what we call "condensation."

Just like on your mother
when she gets out of the shower,

glistening with tiny little beads of...
Oh, hi, Frank.

That'll be all for today, Billy.

Next week, we'll look into
some interesting experiments

we can do with discarded swimwear.

Thanks, Mr Olson. Bye.

- You come up with anything, Ted?
- Well, we got the coroner's report

on the depth of penetration
of the bullet in Jim Johnson's body.

If the hold-up man
had been where Sally Decker said,

the bullet should have
penetrated deeper.

Let me show you what we did.

These guns are identical
to the one that killed Jim Johnson.

Watch carefully as I test fire this gun

into these videotapes
of Barbara Walters interviews.

As you can see, it completely destroys
the Burt Reynolds interview.

And everything from
Bo Derek to Paul Newman.

But only up to the point where Barbara
asks him, "Is it difficult to love?"

Now let me show you what happens
when the gun is fired from three feet.

Which is the distance Sally claimed
the shots were fired from.

Notice?

Complete destruction.

Right up to the point
where she asked Katharine Hepburn

what kind of tree she'd like to be.

Our next stop was a neighbourhood
known as Little Italy.

A criminal investigation

seldom follows a straightforward,
clear-cut course.

This one was obviously no exception.

I felt we had to talk
with Ralph Twice's widow

to see how much she knew.

Please go away. Please go away.

I don't want to answer
any more of your questions.

We're sorry to bother you
at a time like this, Mrs Twice.

We would have come earlier,
but your husband wasn't dead then.

Ralph was such a good man.

Who could have done
such a horrible thing?

Did he owe any money? Doctor bills?

Gambling debts?
Book-of-the-month club?

No, nothing.

Just two more payments
on our solar telescope.

Oh, poor Ralph.

Do you know what it's like to be married
to a wonderful man for 14 years?

No, I can't say that I do.

I did live with a guy once, though,
but that was just for a couple of years.

Usual slurs, rumours, innuendos,
people didn't understand.

Ran him out of town
like a common pigmy.

- Did he have any enemies?
- Well, the Democrats didn't like him.

Sure, he was a physical education
major, but he had a mind.

He could think. He wasn't all muscle,
all body, all sinewy limbs.

He got married, you know, later,
had three kids.

Never cared for her.
Sent a nice gift, never got a note.

Now, I know this is a long shot,
but did he ever eat chop suey?

- Why, no. No, he never did.
- It was just a hunch.

I told him she was wrong.

And that youngest boy,
just like his father, football hero.

Lived with him for a year.
It wasn't the same.

- Can't go back.
- Oh, poor Ralph.

And what about my daughter?
What am I gonna tell her?

Yeah, you're gonna have
to tell her something.

- Tell her he went on a long trip.
- Tell her... Wait a minute.

How about a big monster came
and took him to Daddy Heaven?

- Nah.
- What about this?

He threw himself on a grenade
to save the battalion? Yeah, that's it.

No, no, wait a minute. He was killed
by left wing insurgents from Paraguay.

No, Bolivia!

I got it. I got... He was traded
to the Cubs for Reggie Jackson.

No further progress was made
in the next 10 hours.

The following morning,
I reported back to Police Squad.

About 10:00, Sally Decker
dictated a formal statement.

She said the hold-up man had come in
once before, to extort protection money.

- Something new?
- Nothing.

- Anything here?
- Not until we get the lab reports.

I got them right here, Chief.

Reports on our APB, negative.

R and I rundown on Twice, negative.

Fingerprint identification, negative.

If he was crooked,
he sure had a lot of people fooled.

What about the final autopsy report
on Johnson and Twice?

- They should rest in peace.
- Yeah, anything unusual there?

Yeah, take a look at that section
on bullet penetration.

According to this,

the bullet canals in both bodies
took an upward course.

And they were standing face to face.

Just a few feet apart.

Get me Pete Preussing at Homicide.

Tell him I want to meet him
and a few of his men

down at the Acme Credit Union.

Right away, sir.

Now, Preussing, move closer, slowly.

All right, that's it.
This is the approximate distance

the two men were apart
when the shots were fired.

Now, McBeen,
you're gonna be the teller.

Preussing, you're Ralph Twice.

The tape indicates
the path the bullet took.

All right.

Hold-up man enters,
demands money and fires.

I spent most of the afternoon
trying to determine

the possible angles from which
the bullets might have been fired.

Re-enactment of a crime
in this way can be a helpful tool

in a criminal investigation.

If the teller had his back turned
and then the gunman fired...

A ricochet.

After several hours,
I had some interesting theories,

but still nothing conclusive.

When my boss called,
I gave him the information,

but I knew I needed more answers.

And I had an idea
of where I could get some.

- What's the word on the street, Johnny?
- I don't know.

I hear a lot of things. Pick a topic.

Do you know anything about the double
killings at the Acme Credit Union?

You're barking up the wrong tree
with this Ralph Twice.

He's a good family man
and makes a decent living.

Wasn't his fault he got fired
from the tyre company.

But who could predict that Brazil
would cut off the rubber supply?

They're nationalising
the industry in two weeks,

so he would have gotten
his job back anyway.

Now, Sally Decker, that's another story.

She used to be Joe Surlow's girl
until she got involved in the numbers.

Before you knew it,
she was up to her pretty little neck

in penny-ante bunko scams.

Where do I locate this Surlow?

He's working at this address.

Thanks, Johnny.

What do you know
about life after death?

I wouldn't know anything about it.

You talking existential being
or anthropomorphic deity?

After taking care
of an urgent personal matter,

I proceeded directly to the address
that Johnny had given me.

It turned out to be
one of those all-night wicker places.

Surlow had done some time
years earlier for a minor offence.

He was one of those guys
who had come up

through the school of hard knocks.

Eventually, he admitted
that he and Sally

had been long-time acquaintances.

She had come to him recently
to ask for money to pay off an oral debt.

The orthodontist needed the money.
Surlow had done what he could for her.

Fortunately, he had remembered
the dentist's name,

Dr Robert Zubatsky.

Zubatsky's office
was located in Fox Point Heights.

A fashionable area of town
where foreign imports

and two-martini lunches
were the order of the day.

His clientele were the sons
and daughters of the privileged.

I decided it might be a good time
to have my teeth checked.

Mr Drebin,
Dr Zubatsky will see you now.

That's the second door
on your left, Mr Drebin.

You're next, Carl.

As soon as this impression is complete,
we'll know a lot more, Mr Drebin.

Are those x-rays ready, Miss Frenzell?

Yes, Doctor.
Would you like to take a look?

Yes, I would.

All right, let's get started, shall we?

Sally Decker?
Sally Decker. That name rings a bell.

No, I can't place it.

Look, I'm telling you, I don't know her.

All right, I know her.
She was a patient of mine.

Her lower left quadrant
was all messed up, but so what?

Okay, okay, now, look
she's a good-looking dame.

We went out and had laughs,

a couple of drinks,
but that's the whole story.

Look, look, I don't need trouble.
I'll cooperate.

My God, you're an animal!

I am not an animal!

I am a human being!

Zubatsky's information
pointed in the same direction,

Sally Decker.

The pieces were now coming together,
but they still weren't enough.

We needed something more
for a conviction.

I stopped back at Police Squad
to set the trap.

When I got to the elevator,
my boss was already on the scene.

Any luck with the dentist, Frank?

Sally paid him up in full, one day after
the double killing and theft.

- How do you know that?
- Went through his files.

Sally was seeing Zubatsky,
six years, maybe seven.

Eight times a year. Always in arrears.

Then suddenly, 24 hours after
the killing, she's paid up in full.

Well, it looks like she's in this thing
up to her pretty little ears.

- Was the dentist cooperative?
- Yeah, he gave us plenty of rope.

Now we have to see if we can get Sally
to stick her head into the noose.

Yeah.

Hello?

Hello, Sally, this is Dr Zubatsky.

I need to talk to you.

Sorry, B.Z., we're through.
I paid you in full.

I made an appointment
with another orthodontist.

That's right, Sally. You did pay me.
I have the money right here.

Fresh from the mint, traceable.

You wanna talk?

Yeah, okay, you win.

Half an hour.
Corner of Cherry and Galena.

What was the phoney phone call about?

Just socialising.
Talked to our little friend, Sally Decker.

Outside of the fact
that she paid off the dentist,

we still have no real proof
and no motive.

Well, I say dipping into the till
for $1,200 is a pretty good motive.

- Not enough, Frank. We'll need more.
- Don't worry.

I got a date with her.

Frank, one thing.

Now, if you're right,
she's already killed two men.

You'd better watch your step.

- Sergeant Drebin!
- Hello, Sally, you waiting for someone?

I was just about to leave.

Yeah, that's the trouble with doctors.
They always keep you waiting.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Come on over here
and sit down. I'll tell you.

I've been doing some checking up,
Sally, and it doesn't add up.

- What do you mean, Lieutenant?
- I don't think that Twice shot Johnson.

I don't understand.
I was there when it happened.

I think that you took the money,
to pay your orthodontist.

- Captain Drebin! That just isn't true.
- You knew it was just a matter of time.

You knew that,
until the payoff was discovered.

But that's impossible.

I haven't ever been involved
in anything so heinous.

Yeah, that's right.
Sally Decker has no record.

But Sally was formerly Babs Caltrane.

Notorious gunrunner in Memphis.

Only difference is, Babs has red hair.

And before that, she was a brunette
hit man named Zazu Pitts.

And before that,
she sang backup for Aretha Franklin.

All right, Frank, did your research
reveal that I did a stint

with the marines and reupped?

No, I can't say that it did.

Sally! Sally Decker!

This is the police. You are surrounded.

Throw down your gun and surrender.
You do not have a chance.

All right, Sally, you're under arrest.
Sergeant, take her away and book her.

Sergeant Takeraway. Sergeant Booker.

Well, that was some pretty fancy
police work, Frank.

I know you got Sally's record
from R and I,

but how did you know
she handled the loan office heist?

- Just a little hunch back at the office.
- Thought so.

I brought that little hunchback with me.

- Charlie, come out here.
- Charlie, good going.

- Hi, Frank.
- Hi, Ed.

Just got back from the arraignment.

Sally Decker's gonna have to get
her teeth straightened

- In the Statesville Prison from now on.
- Good.

And there'll be plenty of time
to do it, too.

Got something
on the side of your mouth, Al.

No, no, no, the other side.

You know, Frank, there's one
thing I still don't understand.

Now, how did you know that the money

Sally gave to Dr Zubatsky
wasn't traceable?

- I didn't.
- Yeah?

But neither did Sally.

Be sure to tune in next week
for another exciting story

from the files of Police Squad!