Original subtitles

- Watch out.

(wheels screeching)

- Friend of my husband's.

- He was murdered Mrs. McGuire.

He was in the car.

(wheels screeching)

- Where do you keep your gun, Creepy?

Or is it Crawly?

(wheels screeching)

- You crazy or somethin'?

Didn't you see that kid goin' across the street?

Where you get your license from, Crackerjack box?

- Please dad, they won't hurt me pop, please don't!

- Police freeze, hold it right there!

(dramatic instrumental music)

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(dramatic instrumental music)

- Hey Kerry, Kerry!

Don't run, I want to talk to you!

I'm Lou Keeler, a friend of your dad's.

Hi, how're you doing?

Your father wants to see you.

(gun firing)

(horns blaring)

(wheels screeching)

- Couldn't I have finished my sandwich?

- No, I need your help.

You're familiar with the Domino outfit?

- Of course.

- Lou Keeler, that's one of their leg men.

Just got himself wasted.

We may, we may just be able to pin the killing on somebody.

- I wish you luck.

- Yeah, well the only witness is a little girl,

about 12 or 13.

She was in the car when they nailed Keeler.

According to the department shrink,

little girls open up a lot easier

to women than they do to guys.

- You don't seem to have any trouble with big girls.

- Leave me alone, will ya?

- Now dear this isn't going to hurt a bit.

- Says who!

Where's my purse?

I want my purse!

- All right.

I'm gonna have to get some help.

- I want my purse!

It's got $54 in it!

My life savings!

And I want it!

- Miraculously all the child's suffered

was temporary unconsciousness and a mild concussion.

It's nothing really serious,

but we want to keep her here over night for observation.

And to make sure her condition doesn't develop

into a more series coma while she sleeps during the night.

- Would we be able to talk to her?

We're trying to put together a picture

of what happened in the car.

- I have no objections.

All she has is a mild headache.

But you may have some trouble with her.

She wouldn't even tell us her name.

All we could find was Kerry written on her prayer book.

- This her purse?

Looks like yours.

Quite a wad for a kid.

- That might be her father.

There's a resemblance.

- Think so.

Yeah Kerry.

- Any address?

- Just our lady of Las Bresas.

Well it's a start.

- [Bill] Let's have a little talk with the young lady.

- Hello there.

- Who are you and what do you want?

- Well uh, I'm Sergeant Anderson,

and this is Sergeant Bill Crowley.

- Hi, how are ya?

- Doctors, nurses, needles, and now the fuzz.

Gross man, gross.

- We need to ask you a few questions about what happened.

- I don't remember nothin'.

- The accident, honey.

- I don't remember no accident!

I've been in this daze.

Look at my eyes.

- Okay, maybe you don't, but you were in one,

and you're very lucky you came

out of fit without more injuries.

- Where do you keep your gun, Creepy?

Or is it Crawly?

In a holster under your jacket?

Or down there near socks?

- No I usually keep it in my panty hose, squirt.

Who was driving the car?

- I don't know, he picked me up.

I was hitch hiking.

- Kerry.

- Kerry?

Who told you my name?

- You did.

When you were in that daze of yours,

you kept moaning, "My name is Kerry, help me help me."

- I'll bet.

- Yeah, it's true.

- Where were you going?

- Downtown.

- The man who was driving, did you ever see him before?

You know him?

- Does he say I did?

- He's dead.

- Dead?

- We need you to help us find who killed him.

- His name was Lou Keeler.

Does that mean anything to you?

- No.

- What about the guy who shot him?

Think you could identify him?

- No!

And if you don't quit asking me all these dumb questions,

I'm gonna take the fifth!

Now look, I'm feeling real sick.

My head is killing me,

and I'd appreciate it if you both get lost.

And on your way out,

would you mind telling those dummies I want my purse back?

Or I'll call a lawyer.

- Why don't you just call the fuzz, kid?

- Funny!

I mean you're really right with the jokes.

- You wanna get me out of here?

I'll say this for her, she's got a mouth on her.

- Well she probably picked it up at school.

What do you think?

- I think she's scared. - So do I.

Excuse me, she keeps asking for her purse.

Any reason why she can't have it?

- I know, she's afraid we'll rip off her $54.

I'll get it up to her.

- Okay, and listen,

will you list her on your files as Leanne Crowley?

- That's in case anybody makes any inquiries.

And if they do, call me right away, will ya?

- Of course. - Thank you.

- I want out of here, don't touch me!

- Oh no you don't.

Back you go miss.

- McGuire!

You were supposed to get McGuire!

So you offed that bum Keeler, why?

- I saw the kid, she got into the car.

I thought it was her old man!

Hey from the back I can't tell...

- I don't wanna here from the back!

And that's another thing.

Now she knows there's a contract out on McGuire,

so does he.

She's got to be in a hospital.

You have any luck?

- No.

- Oh, I've got some real winners here.

Winners the whole damn bunch of ya.

- Look Rudy, about McGuire.

Why don't we just forget about him?

- Yeah yeah yeah forgive and forget.

My grandmother I'd forgive,

only she never skimmed me out of 20 grand.

- Oh come on Rudy.

He collected a hell of a lot

more than that for us over the years.

You know how he is.

- He plays the horses.

So he probably owed some shark a bundle...

- And he could've come to me and said,

"Rudy I'm in trouble, I need a loan."

But he didn't, he skimmed me.

So I want him burned, you hear?

Marco, Travis.

You find him.

- Sorry about the interruption Sergeant,

but these old housekeepers,

mine is Mrs. Ferguson, 96 years old.

They've been around so long you'd think

they were getting orders from the Vatican.

- Some police women would like that.

- Now, about Kerry.

Her last name is McGuire.

- You have an address on her?

- We have it here, 237 Windburn.

But the little lady is seldom in residence, may I say.

I mean, she's left home a number of times.

I know she loves her father very much,

but it seems that his wife... (phone ringing)

Las Bresas directory.

Yes, they're here.

Sergeant, it's for you.

- Thank you.

Yeah?

- Yeah Bill?

That little kid that you saw this afternoon?

She tried to split.

- Well, is everything under control?

- Yeah well they have a hospital guard planted at the door.

She sounds like some character.

- She's a real pain in the...

In the neck.

Yeah she's quite a character Joe.

(buzzing)

- Mrs. McGuire? - Yeah?

- Do you have a daughter, Kerry?

- Step daughter.

Why?

- We're with the police department Mrs. McGuire.

This is Sergeant Anderson, I'm Sergeant Crowley.

Can we come in, please?

- Yeah, sure.

Come on in.

She ran away again, is that it?

I mean that's all I know.

- She was in a car accident.

- She stole a car?

(laughs) I wouldn't put it past her.

I wouldn't put anything past that brat.

- Well try not to worry too much, she'll be all right.

- Great, now you want to bring her back here,

is that the idea?

- No, not yet.

She's still in the hospital.

- What hospital?

What is that a secret or something?

Well to tell you the truth,

I don't care.

You see I haven't been feeling well lately,

and I couldn't go see her anyway.

- Is her father home?

- Him?

He walked out of here two weeks ago.

Hope the two of them find each other like they want.

And leave me alone.

No, correction, the three of them.

My darling husband's other darling offspring, Sean.

More bad news.

20 years old and a born loser.

- And he lives in this house too?

- About five minutes a week,

when he comes in for a handout.

- Mrs. McGuire, would you do me a favor please?

Take a look at this picture.

Do you recognize this man?

- Yeah I've seen him around.

- Around where?

- He's a friend of my husband's.

- He was murdered, Mrs. McGuire.

He was in the car with Kerry when

someone took a shot at him and killed him.

- I knew this was gonna explode into something heavy.

I mean with the kid.

I mean I haven't been the best of influences,

but murder?

Murder, no way.

Nobody's gonna go blaming this on me!

I mean I'm out of this!

Now if you two don't mind, I'd like to go to bed.

(phone ringing)

Yeah?

- Greg.

How are ya, Helen?

- Never been better.

- Kerry there?

- No, the cops who were here

just said she was in a hospital.

- What hospital?

Is she all right?

- They didn't say.

All they told me was that your friend Keeler is dead.

- Helen, if she gets a hold of you,

you tell her to get in touch with me, hear?

- I'll be at the Chaney Hotel over on 7th.

Under the name Wilson.

Got that?

- Listen, whatever happens, you keep me out of this!

- Wilson!

- Hey sleepy head.

Hi.

- Thank you for the flowers.

They must've cost ya, huh?

- Well I sort of got them at a discount.

I winked at the florist and he threw in a few extra.

- They're real pretty. - Thank you.

So are you, Kerry.

'Specially when you smile.

- Sergeant Anderson?

- Pepper is my first name.

- Don't try conning me.

I'm cute, period.

- I say you're pretty.

Kerry last night we were talking to your step mother,

and she thinks that maybe you were trying

to meet up with your father with Lou Keeler.

- So let her think.

What does she know, or care?

You know what,

I hope I never have to see that gross old bag again.

And you can tell her that for me.

- Well maybe you won't have to.

Let me tell you, I've got a plan.

Captain Crowley and I usually just handle murder cases,

and you'd be taken care of by Juvenile.

But when somebody comes along that we like,

they let us take them over to some

friends of ours who lost both their kids.

They like to have some visitors.

Kids around the house again.

Wouldn't be for long.

Just until we find your daddy.

What do you say?

- I don't want you to go snooping after him.

- Why not?

- I just don't want you to.

- Well that's pretty stupid talk coming from a smart girl.

You're awful smart.

He's obviously in trouble and we want to help him.

Don't you know that?

Listen to me.

When you tried to get out of here,

were you trying to find your father?

Or trying to make contact with him somehow?

- How could I?

I told you.

I don't know where he is.

Won't anyone believe that?

Will you believe it?

Please?

- Kerry somehow I do.

- Question.

Why would anybody want to waste time

bumping off a loser like Lou Keeler?

How 'bout if they're after somebody else?

Mr. McGuire, we've got quite a file on him.

Man he's dirty.

Nothing major but plenty long.

Our intelligence says that he's mixed up with the Dominos.

Now he could've gotten in bed with the mob.

And if they wanted him dead,

what if when the hitman saw the girl get into the car,

he mistook Keeler for the father?

- He thought the father was picking up the kid,

sure possible.

- And McGuire disappeared, he must've had a reason.

- And that would account for her not knowing where he was,

and having to use Keeler.

- I'm not so sure she didn't know where he was.

But, well maybe it's all beginning to fall together.

Wouldn't it be great if we could

finally get something on the Dominos?

- Hey group.

- You just getting back from the hospital?

- Yeah.

- How's little sourpuss?

- She doesn't know where McGuire is.

- She doesn't?

Okay.

She's got a brother named Sean.

You guys see if you can find him and put a tail on him.

- All right.

- Meanwhile I got a call from one of your friendlies.

Little lady names Sally.

She says she knows McGuire.

- Good old Sally came up with something, huh?

- She wants us to meet her at the store.

Whatever that means.

Should go beautifully with my Italian eyes.

- Yeah, trouble is you'd never wear it.

You're too conservative.

- You know I pity the man you end up with.

- You better be careful, it could be you.

- Miss, miss, how much is this tie, please?

- 85 cents.

- Hi Sally, this is Bill.

- Hi, yeah, we talked on the phone, how are ya?

- You know Greg McGuire, right?

- Yeah, we um, get together about once a week or so.

I mean he's practically separated from that wife of his.

- Yeah we met that wife of his.

- Well then you can understand why.

- He's in trouble and you know it,

that's why you called us?

- Yeah, word is out he's in bad trouble.

- Have you seen him in the last couple of days?

- No.

- Is there any chance he could've skipped town?

- I doubt it, his daughter's still around, right?

- Yeah.

- Well I know one thing, he'd never leave without her.

- Sally, you think you can come up with a location on him?

- Well I can try.

- We'll take the tie.

Pay her.

(upbeat instrumental music)

- How's it goin' Sean?

- What do you care?

- Come on.

- For me okay, you?

I heard they were after you.

Then why don't you split?

- I have to get in touch with Kerry.

I want you to find her for me and give her this.

It's where she can contact me.

- How much do I get for my trouble?

I hear you're into those guys for plenty.

Well, you were always a crook.

- I guess I deserve that.

I didn't give you much to go by, did I?

I'll get some money to you soon, believe that.

First, you find your sister,

or she gets in touch with you from the hospital, wherever.

Can you give her the envelope?

Sean?

Please.

Tell her I'm not deserting her.

- Hi! - Oh hi.

Betty!

- Oh, hi!

- Hi Carl, hi Betty.

- Hello!

- This must be the place.

- Sure hope it meets with your satisfaction.

- Kerry this is Mr. And Mrs. Novotny.

This is Betty and Carl.

- Welcome Kerry, welcome everybody!

- Welcome darling. - Something smells good.

- Oh well come on inside!

- [Pepper] Smells like goulash, is it goulash?

- [Carl] It's my favorite kind of goulash!

- [Kerry] Goulash?

I thought that was something you wear in snow.

- [Bill] Just get in the house.

- Kerry, more?

- Yeah okay.

I mean yes thank you.

It's the best cake I ever had.

- Well now that's the best compliment.

(phone ringing)

- Pepper? - Oh no.

- Bill, oh please do. - No, don't give him any more.

- Hello.

Oh yeah, just a moment.

It's for you.

- It's why I'm such a regular guy.

Yeah.

- Hi Bill?

This guy Sean McGuire?

Just located him at this discotheque on Remola.

Do you want me to pick him up for questioning?

- No, I want you to tail him.

See who he meets, where he goes.

- Okay.

- Well I don't know.

Bill they're wondering if we

can stay and watch some television.

- Please, you want to?

- How about a game?

Play Post Office, sergeant?

- Only with kids over 21.

- Not bad, not bad.

How 'bout a little craps, or some poker?

- Uh, she's kidding.

It's along way back, we better get going.

It is really delicious.

- Listen snake eyes, now these are nice folks.

I want you to do exactly what they tell you,

ya understand?

And don't go collecting any souvenirs.

- You're gettin' real hot with the jokes.

- Not nearly as hot as the seat of your pants is gonna be.

- Thanks, we really appreciate it, you know that.

- Oh you're welcome.

- A little unusual, but a doll.

- Yes she is. - Well we better get going.

- Great dinner.

I wish you'd teach Pepper to cook like that.

- Oh come on!

- [Bill] All right, you behave yourself.

- Bye!

- Well now. - Well now. (laughs)

I'll tell you what.

I think we should go up right now and see your room,

all right?

I think you're gonna like it.

It's a bed with a great cover on it.

I think you'll like it, come on.

(clock ticking)

(upbeat instrumental music) (phone ringing)

- Hello is there a Sean McGuire there?

- [Sean] Yeah?

- Hello dummy, it's Kerry.

- Anything for Wilson?

- 212.

No mail, no messages.

- [Man] In the alley, McGuire.

(gun firing)

- Kerry?

It's time to get up, I'm gonna fix some breakfast.

Now you've got to get ready.

(phone ringing)

- Crowley, it's gotta be Crowley.

Only one I know who can't sleep at this hour of the morning.

Why don't I ever use that 25 foot cord?

Okay pussycat, what it want?

Oh, Betty, excuse me, it's just that...

Well I was...

Well nevermind.

What is it?

Well did you look everywhere?

You look outside?

Oh no.

All right listen, hang tight,

and I'll get in touch with Crowley right away.

Okay Betty I'll get right back to you.

(incoherent yelling)

- Hey, hey!

What's going on here, this isn't where you do this!

Get him down to the interview room.

(yelling over each other)

I heard this guy all the way down the elevator shaft.

- Yeah, any word?

- Yeah, she's with her brother.

Drew and Peter tailing them.

- That poor kid, it really makes me sick.

- Pep would you stop worrying, it's gonna be okay.

- She's a 12 year old child,

how can I help but worry about her?

- Pepper we're onto it.

It's gonna be okay, okay?

- Remind me to keep telling myself that.

- You saw pop?

- I saw pop.

- Where is he?

- I don't read other people's mail.

And I couldn't care less.

- What are you talking about?

- He gave me this to give to you.

It's where he's staying.

- Well let me...

- How much you got on you?

- What? - Bread.

A trip like this, the price of gas,

I don't do it for nothin'.

Especially for that crumb.

- Here. - How much?

- $54, it's all I got.

- That's all you got in you hand,

how 'bout what else is in the bag?

- Sean, here it is and it's all I got.

You better give me that info.

Sean, give it!

- Watch out!

(wheels screeching)

- I'm looking for Mr. McGuire.

- No one by that name here.

- Oh, him.

Oh yeah, but he's not in now.

Don't think he'll be back either.

He left in a hurry.

- When?

- Oh, yesterday.

He might call in though.

Is there a place where he can reach you?

- I'll give you my address.

- Here, write it on this.

- You won't forget?

(buzzing)

- Here she comes.

- [Styles] Yeah, come on.

- [Royster] Let's see which way she's headed.

- [Styles] I know which way she's headed.

- Hi honey, can we talk to you just for a minute?

No no no, no, come here, hey!

Don't worry, we're not gonna hurt you.

It's all right, it's all right baby, it's okay.

Honest, it's all right.

All right?

We're not gonna hurt you. - At-a girl.

- You know who we are?

We're babysitters for Sergeant Anderson.

You know who that is.

- Babysitter Royster, babysitter Styles.

- Okay good Sally, thanks.

Welcome back Kerry.

That was my friend about McGuire.

- Where is he?

- He called her, he's on his way to the flea market,

probably to borrow some money.

- What are we gonna do with this friendly?

- Just leave her here.

Come on, you come with me.

Now you're gonna listen,

and you're gonna listen good, you hear me?

Your father is in a lot of trouble.

And his best hope for survival is if he works with us.

- Work with you and rat on his friends?

That's all you want him for.

And then you'll bust him.

- You want a cold drink?

- No I'll take some coffee.

- Sit over here.

There's worse things than being busted, Kerry.

- [Kerry] Name one.

- Being killed.

Suppose he does serve time.

When it's over, he's free.

Don't you want him to have that chance?

Don't you want to live with your daddy?

- That's what they always tell you.

When it's over.

How long is when it's over?

When it's over, you're finished.

- You're wrong honey.

- And now you're gonna tell me

about Goldilocks and the three bears?

Look, I know about cops.

First they sweet talk ya,

and then wham, you're in the jug.

They've got quotas.

Where's my coffee?

- You know too much.

That's your trouble.

The trouble is you know all the wrong things.

I'm trying to tell you something about

your father who you claim to love so much.

- Of course I love him.

He's all I've got.

- Then why don't you help him?

Or are you sweet talking me?

- Okay what do you want?

- First, some answers to some questions.

What did you find out at the hotel?

- Pop wasn't there.

- We knew that, what else?

- That he might call in.

I left a message.

- What was the message?

- That I was all right.

- Kerry is there something you're supposed

to tell your father or something he needs from you?

- I can't answer that.

- Why not, give me a reason.

- I promised not to!

- Come on Kerry.

- I promised!

- Who did you promise?

- God!

I promised God in front of my father.

Would you break a promise in front of God to your father?

Would you?

- I, I don't know.

- Morning.

- You should've come sooner, he's gone.

- How long ago?

- About an hour.

- Did he say where? - No.

- This is gettin' to be quite a habit, isn't it?

- It's not gonna happen again.

- Mm-hm.

- Kerry's promised me.

- I really dig those Novotnys.

- Well you better hope that they dig you,

because that's what's gonna count from now on.

- [Styles] 12Y53 to 12Y50.

- 12Y50, go.

- [Styles] We blew it at the fleamarket.

- How come?

- [Styles] Too late.

- Where are you now?

- I'm on Sante Fe heading west.

- Just keep lookin', what else can I tell ya?

- [Styles] Roger.

- That's just great, isn't it?

- My daughter?

- [Receptionist] Yeah, she was in looking for you.

- [McGuire] Describe her.

- [Receptionist] Oh, about 12, long blond hair, feisty.

- [McGuire] What did she say?

- Oh she said to tell you that she'll

be at the Avalon Movie Theater.

On the Fourth at Maine.

And she's gonna wait until five.

- She said that huh?

Well I don't buy it, try again.

- Well, no dice.

Wouldn't bite.

- Give me the address the kid left.

- Bill?

Finally got a call from the flea market,

Sally called back about an hour ago.

- Well what'd you tell her?

- To tell McGuire if she sees him or talks to him

that I think the DA will go easy on him if he cooperates.

- Can she get to him?

- I think so.

Bill if we can get him before the grand jury

he's got a pretty good chance, don't you think?

(phone ringing)

I mean better than most.

Sergeant Anderson.

- It's Kerry's father, Greg McGuire.

- Oh, Mr. McGuire.

Thank God, we've been hoping to hear from you.

- How's Kerry? - Fine.

She's worried about you, but she's okay.

- You know why I'm calling, don't you?

- I can guess, but I'm not sure.

- I'm ready.

I want to turn myself in.

But I don't know how.

I'm being tailed.

I've shaken them for now, but I can't show again.

- Where are you now?

- On Alameda.

- Where on Alameda?

- Alameda and 7th, a saloon.

Sinbad's Tavern.

- We're on our way.

- Hey Kerry?

Come here!

Your father's out front, he want to see you.

- Dad?

Leave me alone!

- Come on, get in, get in!

All right now be still.

- No, stop!

- Attention all units.

Kidnapping just occurred at the Mayberry School,

Beyard and Rosalon Avenue.

Victims name is Kerry McGuire, 12 years old.

Brown hair wearing a brown shirt and blue pants

Two male suspects 35 to 50 wearing business suits.

No further description.

Suspects and victims last seen

westbound on Roselan from the school

in a white over brown late model Ford sedan.

- 12Y90 from 12Y50.

Repeat the suspects' description.

And was there any license number obtained on the vehicle?

- 12Y90 to 12Y50.

Suspects described only as two

male Caucasians in business suits,

approximately 35 to 50 years.

A 1976 light brown Thunderbird, 108 Paul Charles Edward.

- 12Y50, roger.

- What'd she say, PCE?

- Yeah.

Have 12Y52 head towards the school to assist in the search.

We'll continue on to the bar

and meet with the victims father.

- 12Y52, 12Y50 requests you meet him

at the Mayberry School to assist in the search.

All units in the vicinity,

12Y50 requests assistance in the search

of a 1976 Thunderbird with two male Caucasians

in the Point Dune Beach area.

Rendezvous at the Mayberry School for further instructions.

Please clear tap one.

(police sirens)

Is that a copy, Air One?

- [Man] This is Air One, roger 90.

- All units respond code three.

(phone ringing)

(sighs)

- Yeah.

- This Greg McGuire's wife?

- Yeah, what do you want?

- We picked up his daughter, Mrs. McGuire.

You tell your husband if he ever expects to see her again,

he's to call a certain number, he'll know what it is.

Tell him he has until six o'clock tonight.

- Yeah um, give me the number of um, Chaney Hotel.

- We could get out and walk,

only I dunno what we'd do with the car.

- I don't know where the traffic's coming from.

- Sorry ma'am, he hasn't called in for a few days now.

- But would you know where to contact him?

- No ma'am.

Oh sure, if comes in or calls, either one, yeah.

Sure, yeah, I'll write it down.

- It should be around here Bill.

Wait a minute, is that it?

- Yeah, Sinbad's, that's it.

(car honking)

(wheels screeching)

(cars honking)

- What's the matter, you crazy or somethin'?

Didn't you see that kid goin' across the street?

Where did you get that license from,

out of a Crackerjack box?

What is your problem, man?

- This is Wilson, has my daughter been in?

Well incase she does...

- She won't.

Your kid's been picked up.

You want her, got to call a number.

Get it?

- Who told you this?

- She said she was your wife, Helen.

- Where is she?

- The beach, north of Point Dune.

She'll be there for an hour.

- I'll make it.

- And get this McGuire.

Any coppers shows, she's terminated.

- Bartender.

We're looking for a guy named Greg McGuire.

That's him, there he goes!

(car honking)

(wheels screeching)

- [Woman] Help, somebody help me!

My car, my baby's in that car!

Help me, somebody help me!

Please, help!

- We're both police officers, we know what's happening.

We'll take a care of it.

Please just stay right here.

Try to calm down.

We'll get a police officer here shortly,

but please just try to relax.

12Y50.

Yeah we're in pursuit of a stolen late model

white Pento west bound on Franklin towards Western.

Advise 12Y52.

And request black and white units for assistance.

- [Woman] Roger.

- It'll be good to see Pete and Joe.

- 12Y52 can you can intercept 12Y50

westbound on Franklin at Normandy?

- [Royster] That's a roger 90.

This is 50, can do.

Will intercept as instructed.

- All units in the vicinity,

assist in the pursuit of a white late model Pento.

- [Man] Roger this is 12Y40 in pursuit.

(police sirens wailing)

- Request Air one to assist 12Y50.

- [Man] 12Y90 this is Air One.

We're airborne.

- [Man] 12Y80 to 12Y50, joining pursuit.

Eastbound Franklin, over.

- Somebody must have gotten word to him about Kerry.

- Oh I hope not.

You want me to lay back Bill, or...

- Just don't cause him to have an accident.

12Y50 we're now turning northbound on Western.

Looks like we're heading for the Hollywood Freeway.

Request air unit to assist us.

- Air One did you copy 12Y50?

Suspect in the late model white Pento

is now northbound on Western.

- [Royster] There they are.

- [Styles] You got 'em.

- [Royster] Right behind you, Bill.

- [Bill] Roger.

- [Man] 12Y50, Air One coming up on Western and Franklin.

50, are you in the late blue Ford with dark top?

- That's a roger Air One.

12Y50, we're still heading north on Western.

Stolen vehicle is turning onto

the Hollywood Freeway outbound.

Place helicopter interceptors at junction of Ventura Freeway

and Hollywood Freeway.

- [Man] Roger 12Y50,

rendezvous at Ventura and Hollywood Freeway.

- [Man] 12Y50 this is 12Y80 right behind

green and white van entering Hollywood Freeway.

- [Bill] Roger 80.

- [Man] 12Y50 this is Air One,

reporting Hollywood and Ventura Freeway.

Think I got you coming up to the off ramp.

- [Bill] Roger Air One.

Looks like we're now turning on

the Hollywood Freeway at Mulholland.

- [Man] Roger 50.

We've got you daisy chained coming up to the off ramp.

- [Bill] Air One, we're turning west toward the beach.

- [Man] That's a roger 50, we're with you.

- [Bill] You still with us, 80?

- [Man] Roger 50.

- [Bill] 12Y50 to all units.

We're in the De-pac-at Tunnel.

Keep it close 80,

stay tight on 52's tail so he doesn't make us.

Looks like this Pento may be getting a little hanky.

- Don't you think we better lay back a little, Bill?

- All units, we're now heading north on the Coast Highway.

Damn he may have made us, he's trying to dig out.

Hang back a little but keep him in sight.

Air One, stay with him offshore.

We're gonna hang back.

Now he's headed for the beach.

- [Man] 50 we've got him turning west on the beach.

- [Bill] Roger Air One, we're with him.

They're dead ending.

You can clear the area Air One, but hang by.

- Is that him?

- [Kerry] Go back pop!

Pop please go back!

Go back!

No pop don't! - Shut up!

- [Kerry] Please pop go back!

- [Man] Slow down McGuire!

- Please pop don't they won't hurt me pop!

Please don't!

Go back pop, they'll hurt you!

(gun firing) Pop!

- Police freeze, hold it right there!

- Pop!

- [Bill] All right, hold it!

- Pop!

- All right, drop it.

Drop the gun, drop it!

- Oh pop please don't die, please don't die pop.

- [Bill] Pick up that other gun.

(Kerry sobbing)

- Please pop.

Look it's the key.

It's the key to the box where you kept all the money.

That you were gonna use for us to get away with.

Oh pop.

- Kerry, Kerry come on, come on.

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's all right sweetheart.

Now he loved you, and you loved him.

Not being together doesn't make love die.

(dramatic instrumental music)

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