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Thank you.

Sorry about that.

Poker, give me a break.

Circus burgers three days in a row. You know how I feel about eating too much

meat. Don't worry, Romano. Circus burgers are 98% preservatives.

Besides, Chrissy thinks she has a chance at winning a bicycle.

See, we got one stamp already, two more, and the bike is hers.

Nobody wins those things.

Hey, I know that. And you know that.

But I got a daughter who has faith in the circus burger clown. So eat, Romano,

eat.

Requesting additional units and an ambulance at Marina Park Drive and

Tahiti Way.

A possible 187 is involved.

4 Adam 30, 187.

The M.O. of the Surfside Killer is verified.

The victim is policewoman Anne McRae.

Sorry.

Left, right, left, left, right, left, right, left, left.

Let me bring you up to date.

Lieutenant Frank's division just called.

Ballistics and the tape confirms our own policewoman, Anne McRae, off duty while

shopping at the marina, was the Surfside killer's fifth victim.

Do we have a better description?

The best they have to date is what you gave them this morning, Hooker.

What about the tape he used to buy on the victims, Captain?

Any leads we can follow there?

It's grip tape.

Same kind that's used for all forms of rackets.

Tennis, badminton, squash, that sort of thing.

They're checking all the markets, but the volume is enormous. There are over

600 sports stores in the city.

The suspects' victims are all young, blonde, and murdered in the marina. All

but one of them lived there. You'd think that Franks and his team could turn

something in on that by now.

Well, they built a clue file, and the main hunt to date is to find one male

name that connects to all the victims.

There's been an acceleration of the killings.

After the first victim, Virginia Leland, it was a month before the second.

Between two and three, three weeks. Two weeks to the fourth.

And four days later, our top female instructor, off-duty, shopping in the

marina.

Top instructor and best friend.

Now, you shouldn't be here, Stacy.

It's not necessary.

I'm a police officer, Dad, just like Ann was.

And I just wish there was something I could do to help.

We all want to help, darling.

And we're going to.

Division has the case, but they've got to open up their information to us.

You're right, Hooker.

I'll call them, pull the chain on them, remind them it's a department problem.

But right now, it's up to this precinct to start making arrangements for a

police funeral.

I know what Ann would want, and I'd like to handle it.

Stacy, we're going to nail him.

I've worked up a theory about the case, and I'm going to talk to Division about

it.

I got a call from Division this morning.

What about?

They made a computer run on all the policewomen in the department.

I'm one of four who fit the profile of the women that were killed.

Lieutenant Franks asked if I'd volunteer for a decoy plan.

You're not ready for something like that, Stacy. You're too inexperienced.

It's my chance to help, and I want to. It's too dangerous. Forget it.

Hooker, Stacy was trained for it.

She got the badge because she was willing to accept any assignment where

she would be most useful. All right, that's enough, Ramona.

Look, all the girls who have been killed are my age.

This guy doesn't seem to be looking for someone with ten years of experience on

the force. Stacy, the day you were born, your father was somewhere in a narcotics

stakeout and couldn't be reached.

On the first day of your life, I was the first one to hold you.

In addition to your inexperience, I gotta tell you, I can't let you go out

on the street and be the target for some deranged animal.

I appreciate your concern, Hooker, but I have to do it.

For Anne, and for myself.

Now, look, Franks, my objections may very well have to do with the fact that

Stacy is my daughter, but you just... What the hell's going on here?

The lady's still in training.

You stay out of this. A decoy plan has too damn many things that could go

wrong. Five women murdered, Hooker.

Now, we've evaluated the case and decided that a decoy plan is about the

only thing that we have left.

Stacy Sheridan is one of four that fit the victim profile.

She will be wired and she will be covered by a man.

Now, pardon me if I'm not impressed, Lieutenant. I've worked with your squad

before, remember?

Surveillance has a lot of serious drawbacks.

The chief has approved the plan and her selection.

Hey, at least try my theory about the first victim, Virginia Leland.

She was the only one who didn't live in the marina.

The acceleration killings might very well suggest that he knew her. She was

his catalyst.

Hooker, we've turned that first victim inside out. Well, then go back over it.

Look for a new angle.

I'm not going back over anything.

The decision has been made.

Good day, gentlemen.

I'll say one thing.

That lieutenant from Division has really put some talent together.

To a fashion show, maybe. Not the nail-a-cycle, can I?

I guess I knew this time was coming from the day Stacy joined the force. You can

stop it. You can go over his head.

The best I can do is to turn you loose, Hooker, to follow up on your theory

about the first victim. Now look, I'll cut your radio calls to the bone. You

could appeal it.

I can't.

Because she is my daughter.

Because whoever else replaces her would be somebody else's daughter.

There she goes.

Totally out of our hands.

Hooker, the decoy situation.

Sometimes it can't be ideal.

I think they're doing the right thing.

That's the problem around here, Junior. Too many people who don't know are doing

the thinking.

I'm going to follow up my theory on Virginia Leland.

Janet? Who is that guy?

Why do you have to keep on doing this to me?

I thought you had a lesson to give.

In my own home?

Should I check into a motel next time?

It's over, Richard.

Can't you realize that?

It's been over for months.

Hooker, these circus burgers are killing me.

Don't complain.

One more stamp and the bike is ours.

If we win anything else other than the bike, it's mine, okay?

Including the Hawaiian vacation.

You want it? You got it.

What are you doing here, Hooker?

I just like to be at the hub of an undercover operation like this. It's so

exciting. You don't think we're taking good care of your captain's daughter?

That thought never crossed my mind.

This is the monitoring station for the four women.

Officer Brooks is at the seaside complex.

Taylor's here at the vintage.

Allen's at the international.

And your policewoman, Stacy Sheridan, is at the marina club.

All your equipment working?

Fail safe and all that?

You want to listen, Hooker? Stacy Sheridan's frequency.

I do like it. It's so beautiful.

It's a pretty place for pretty people.

Nice people.

That's more important.

Oh, yes.

Well, how's your first day been so far?

Well, unpacking. You know how that can be. Hey, it'd be real nice for me to

come up and give you a hand.

Well, that's very generous of you. But thanks anyway.

Oh, I insist.

Well, so do I.

Thanks anyway.

Goodbye.

Well, all right, Hooker, you've seen, you've heard.

Does everything meet with your approval?

It never did, and I haven't changed my mind.

Nice talking to you.

You

got

that confidential computer file number on the first victim, didn't you? That's

not all I got, Junior.

I got the frequency they're using.

So we can eavesdrop on the eavesdroppers?

Girls sure can be kept busy around here.

Keep an eye on that manager.

He's a real lech.

Tell my cover man, Gordon, I'm headed for the pool. It's a beautiful day and

there's no sense wasting all these good rays.

Besides, we may bag ourselves more than just a suntan. Huh, Lieutenant?

At least we can hear what's going on.

You must be new around here. I just moved in. I'm Stacy Williams.

Well, the sun is bright, the air is clean, and you can get plenty of

exercise.

Speaking of which, hi, Richard.

Hey, Beth.

How's that backhand?

Working on it every spare moment.

Meet our prospective student, Stacy Williams, Richard Britton.

Hi.

Hi. First lesson's free.

What do you think?

And he's only one of the tennis pros around here.

He's not really my type.

Personally, I'm a less woman.

How about you?

Well, I like a man with a good...

I wouldn't even try to guess.

Give me the address of that bar where Virginia Leland's husband hangs out.

You mean from our acquired computer file?

462 Washington.

Bartender, I'm looking for Carl Leland. I heard he hangs out here.

We serve drinks here, not information.

You want a drink? I want Carl Leland.

Buzz off, cop.

Hey, look, friend, I'm in a hurry.

I don't have time or patience for your smart mouth.

I don't care what you... Are you crazy?

Now, where's Carl Leland?

That's him back there.

Mr. Leland?

Last time I talked to the cops was when my wife was killed.

That's exactly what we want to talk to you about, Mr. Leland. Look, I've gone

through all that before.

I think nothing is too clear anymore.

Too much booze will do that to you.

I know.

Jimmy?

Another one?

We know you've been through all this with the detectives before. Lots of

them.

I told them everything.

As a matter of fact, at this point, with all the booze I've put down me since, I

can probably tell you more than I can.

According to our records, you were getting a divorce from your wife.

Not my idea.

You see, I knew she was having a fling, and she was into flings.

She had on practically every pair of pants that came her way.

But I always thought she'd come back to me like before.

Or at least I hope she would.

When did you last see her or talk to her?

I guess it was when we were supposed to go to the lawyer's office. She called to

cancel.

Cancel? Why?

No point to the meeting anyway. It was over.

But she made the appointment. She must have had a reason to cancel.

There's no way to shake her.

She had a tennis lesson.

A tennis lesson?

Where? I don't know.

Somewhere in the marina.

Did you tell that to the detectives? I don't remember, but I doubt it.

You see, I realized after her last fling, she wasn't

coming back.

She was never coming back.

C3, please.

Yes, Mr. Britton. We have one call for you.

Marion Parker confirms the 5.30 lesson.

Yes. Thank you. Anything else?

There is one call for your wife.

A Mr. Durrell. He can't make it for lunch, but he'll be at the Harbor Lounge

for cocktails.

Shall I hold that message?

No, uh... I'll give it to her. Thank you.

You're in luck.

I am?

Greg, Stacy, Stacy, Greg.

Hello. Hi there. I just got an emergency phone call from my boss. Something about

an inventory fallop and we have a court in five minutes.

You can use my record.

Okay.

Okay. There you go. Bye.

Bye.

I've lost Stacy.

She went into the garage, but she's not at her car. Damn.

How could they lose her?

Experience, Junior. Stacy's lack of it.

Woman down. Repeat, woman down.

Suspect's in a blue Chevy, headed toward the Surf Avenue exit.

in pursuit of blue Chevy heading north on Samoa.

Thank you.

How are you doing?

It's not that Beth and I were that close or anything.

It's just that it was so sudden.

So quick.

I understand.

It's not only the shock of it, but it's someone you know.

I've been there, too.

She's inside, safe and sound.

Just a minute.

Who is it?

Your boyfriend.

And, uh, your dad.

Hi. Oh, yellow roses. They're my favorite. How did you know? I'll never

tell. Bring in the food, Dad.

Not bad.

I think I'll change my profession and become an airline stewardess.

Circus burgers?

You said on the phone you were taking me out to dinner. No, no, I said I was

buying you dinner. There's a subtle difference.

There is nothing subtle about a circus burger. The prizes they're offering are

strictly blackmail.

Oh, please, Romano, nobody ever wins those prizes.

That's what everybody says all the way to the circus burger stand.

Listen, I'm here to tell you not to take any chances.

I'm working on an idea to zero in on the killer before he zeroes in on you.

You know, I didn't volunteer for this assignment to take an on-the-job

vacation. Well, after what happened today, we all wish you were on vacation.

Look, we've learned that the first victim had a tennis lesson somewhere in

the marina on the day she was killed.

It's an idea I'm working on tonight. I'd better get to it.

Uh, Romana, you stay here until morning. Hooker! Dad thinks it's a good idea,

too. No arguments.

Well.

Where do I sleep?

There are three rooms.

The bedroom, the bathroom, and the living room. Uh-huh. You have a choice

of two.

Well, I am on duty.

And it is a nice view.

But how am I supposed to sleep on that?

Well, I know it may go back a while.

But do you remember the fetal position?

filthy slut

sleeping like a pretzel

is one thing but sleeping like a pretzel when a circus burger the flip-flops in

your belly is beyond the call of duty who said police work was easy so how did

the tennis connection go well i got it narrowed down to 23 tennis pros in the

marina area wow nine of them were women the remaining 14

Eight fit the physical description size and build I talked to the electronics

guys. We've got eight bird dog homing devices You've had a busy night What's

the next step next step is to convince a hard-headed lieutenant the spring for

the manpower to tail him Then we subpoena each and every one of their

appointment books and the place to start is where Stacy is working

I hope you're there, guys, because I just hit the jackpot.

I'm in the pro shop looking at the appointment book.

Virginia Leland had a lesson here the same day she was killed.

Uh-oh, I've got company.

It's a tennis pro.

I hope I can con him or I'll have a big problem.

Can I help you?

Here we go, Franks.

A rookie in over her head.

You better hope she gets out of it.

You better make some moves quick, or I'm taking over here.

Gordon, move in. She could be in trouble.

Maybe this is what you were looking for.

Hold it.

You hold it.

I'll blow her away.

Now, you just get over here and put your ugly face flat on the floor.

I'm taking her with me. You even tried to follow me out of here, and this

little tramp is dead. You hear me? Dead!

Attention all units in the marina area.

He's got her in his car, a silver Mustang.

Frank,

Michael, Charlie, 225. I can't follow. I'm on foot. They're heading north on

Samoa.

I would never have guessed you were a policewoman.

Richard, just think about what you're doing.

Shut up, Janet.

Shut up!

That's him, isn't it?

Damn well it better be.

What are you going to do?

It's been too easy before.

Too quick.

This time you're going to have to suffer, Janet.

toward Old Fort Wilson.

They're going into the abandoned magazine tunnel.

Stacey!

You wait here and think about how I'm going to kill you.

I'm not Janet, but I can help you.

Stacy, are you alone?

Come on, hurry. I don't see him.

Do you see him?

No.

I'll get you out.

Hooker?

Come on.

He knows this place.

Try and follow Stacey's voice as best you can.

Come on.

Are you alright?

I'm okay.

Sounds like it may be coming your way.

It's all right, Stacy.

It's over now.

Thanks, Hooker.

Romano.

Uh

-oh.

What did I do now?

Stacy, we're here because of what you did yesterday.

Commendation from Division for a job well done. And signed by Lieutenant

Franks himself.

I really didn't expect this.

In fact, I don't deserve it.

Stacy, you were instrumental in taking down the Surfside Killer.

Well, the truth is I made a lot of mistakes.

We all make mistakes.

You deserve it. Believe me.

What is this?

Something else for me? No, no, no. This is for my partner. He and I had a deal.

Anything we won in the Circus Burger contest, other than the bicycle, is

yours. And a deal is a deal. And Chrissy didn't win her bicycle, but you got

this. What is it? I can't tell you. You'll never believe what it is. I can't

wait. Take a look.

Five dozen Circus Burgers.

Eat them.

And wait.