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- Captain wants me to put together a team
of half a dozen female officers,
dress them up like older ladies, good part for you.
- You don't like my legs anymore?
- Maybe I'll shape up.
- You were the one who insisted on getting married.
I think living together is perfect.
- I'm passing the old lady.
I look perfectly harmless til she passes me,
I throw the chain around her neck,
and very quickly that's the end of the old lady.
- Have some trouble, move in.
(dramatic music)
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(tense music)
(bus pulls away)
- Evening.
- Good evening.
(dramatic music)
Look Mother, another one.
Tommy, will you brush my hair, please?
Tommy?
Don't, Tommy.
No, Tommy, not now, please.
Tommy.
Charlene.
Charlene, why do you do this to me?
- Pete, Joe, Pep, come in the office.
Bring that report, will you, Joe?
Okay, now we should be operational by tomorrow night.
The heat's on, it's not going to come off
until we collar this nut.
- How do we handle it?
- We're going to try drawing him out using decoys.
Captain wants me to put together a team
of half a dozen female officers,
dress them up like older ladies.
Good part for you.
- Hey, what about us?
You don't like my legs anymore?
- Yeah, why don't they use men?
- They tried putting guys out there, didn't get a nibble.
Now, Captain's got a hunch if we put women out there
we might change our luck.
Okay, now the killer so far has killed
all of his victims in the same neighborhood.
Unless he moves to another part of the city,
we should be able to put together a pretty tight operation.
Joe, you want to go over that MO again?
- Yeah.
Okay, all victims Caucasian matrons.
Late 40s, early 50s.
Strangled with a metal chain or wire.
No sign of struggle, no sign of sexual attacks,
and nothing taken from their purses.
That's it.
- Rules out robbery.
- Yeah, but what's the motive then?
- The motive is, we're obviously dealing with a psycho.
(tense music)
- I didn't expect you'd be out this late.
- Well, you want me to stay irresistible?
I need my nights working out at the gym.
- And Saturdays you go hiking.
You never take me along.
- Well, when I make an honest woman out of you,
maybe I'll shape up.
- You were the one who insisted on getting married.
I think living together is perfect.
- Marriage is better.
Say you want to marry me.
- I do, I do want to marry you.
- That's better.
- Oh, I love it when you come home like this.
Does working out in the gym really do that?
- It helps.
- Okay, we just received an additional report.
It happened again last night, so everybody be alert,
will you, just be alert.
- Bill, what about a backup?
- You're going to have plenty of backup.
First of all, we're going to try to keep everybody in sight.
Also, you're all going to be miked,
so we'll have constant radio contact,
and if anything happens, all you gotta do is just sing out
and there'll be somebody there within seconds.
- The killer surprised all three victims,
so apparently he doesn't look like your cliche bad guy.
- That's right.
- None of the victims showed any sign of a struggle?
- None whatsoever.
Apparently he strikes without notice.
Just,
before anybody can even attempt to defend themselves.
- Then how do you think he makes his approach?
- I think he, I think going into a situation like this.
Pep, throw me that cord, will you?
Okay, Pepper, you want to be the old lady?
Now I'm the killer.
This is a sidewalk, back up will you, Pep?
I'm walking along, I look very harmless.
In my hand is concealed a chain or a wire.
I'm passing the old lady.
I look perfectly harmless til she passes me,
I throw the chain around her neck,
and very quickly that's the end of the old lady.
Now, if you're prepared for this,
you can't be totally surprised.
Keep your hands up near your throat at all times
to protect yourself, very important.
Also, you're gonna be wearing gloves like Pepper's got on
to protect your hands so they won't get cut.
Any questions?
Anybody want to back out?
Not you.
- I think you made the point.
- One other thing.
We've never had a policewoman get hurt on decoy duty,
but there's always that one chance,
so watch yourselves out there, okay?
Now, anybody want to get back to work?
- 12-Y-64 reporting a male figure starting to approach
from the other end of the street.
About 15 feet away.
- You got that, Joe?
- Right, Bill.
It's an old man, Caucasian.
- [Officer On Radio] 12-Y-62, older woman coming out of
a private residence and heading my way.
- 12-Y-51, man running right at me across the street.
- You on that, Pete?
- I'm on it, Bill.
- 12-Y-51, he went into the john.
- [Officer On Radio] The guy looked like
he was about to come down on me.
He's passed now.
- 12-Y-68, male figure approaching
from the end of the block.
Over six feet, walking fast.
- No sir, nothing at all.
Well, maybe he knows we're out there.
Look, except for the guy we're looking for,
it's a pretty safe neighborhood, you know what I mean?
Yeah, yeah, I will.
- Hey Bill, I think we found something.
Well, kind of.
- Like what, kind of?
- Well, the next of kin of the last victim
said that they didn't realize
anything was missing from her purse,
and they also mentioned that the reason
she took the bus that night was because
she was getting her car repaired.
- So?
- We didn't find any driver's license.
- Once we pointed that out,
they discovered that it was missing.
Her husband says that she always kept it in her wallet.
- So we thought we'd recheck the other two victims.
Their next of kin didn't notice
anything missing at first either.
- Was anything missing?
- It took a little while.
None of the victims drove, but they uh,
carried a lot of credit cards.
- And one from each of them is missing.
- I tell you, you'd better have them alert
and check out all the credit companies in the city.
(tense music)
- He's by, no one else is in sight.
12-Y-62, approaching the corner
of First Street and Arizona.
No encounters.
(dramatic music)
- Pep's in trouble, move in.
(sirens wailing)
It was a routine punk looking for some dough for a fix.
- Well, he got a nice one from Pepper last night.
(officers chuckle)
- Okay, now we've been at it for a week so far.
All we've come up with are three purse snatching attempts
and two propositions.
- Anyone getting discouraged?
- I have some kids who would like to see me.
- My husband's actually learning how to cook.
- Bill, how long do we keep this up?
- Just as long as the captain and I
can keep us on budget, that's how long.
We're starting to get a lot of flak
about all this overtime.
- About another two weeks or so, right?
- I don't think we're going to have to wait that long
for this nut to go after his next victim.
29 days elapsed between the first murder and the second,
but only 17 between the second and third.
Now I think this killer
is going to start feeling that urge again any day now.
- There's a full moon coming up,
and you know that's when the crazies get crazier.
At least Bill does.
(officers laugh)
- Is nothing sacred with you?
- Hey Tommy, it's six o'clock.
Don't you realize you're free?
- Don't bother me.
I'm trying to impress the boss.
- Okay.
(pencil tip snaps)
(phone rings)
- Oh, alright.
Hello.
- Hi beautiful.
- Hi yourself.
- Got some bad news.
- You're not coming home.
- I have to work late.
- Oh Tommy, I had a sensational meal planned for tonight.
- Can't you put it off til tomorrow night?
- I suppose.
- Oh and uh,
since I have to work late, ah,
maybe I'll stop off at the gym and get a little workout.
- Yeah, sure.
- Oh, and before I forget.
- [Evie] What?
- I love you.
- Oh, Sergeant Styles, I presume.
- Hello Peter.
- How're you doing?
- Alright.
Dombrewski's typewriter's on the bum, he's using my desk.
- Where are Bill and Pepper?
- Oh, up with Parks, talking about full moons and
Dracula.
- My favorite subject.
How do I look?
- You know that guy I busted a about a couple of weeks ago?
He had all this stuff in his pocket.
I guess he was some sort of year-round Halloween freak.
(phone rings)
- I can use this thing.
- Yeah, uh, Investigator Styles.
Okay, right away.
- What's happening?
- Well, boss wants us in the meeting with him.
(tires squeal)
(dramatic music)
- 12-Y-51.
Be out on the street in a couple of minutes.
12-Y-51 stand by, I have company.
(engine starts)
12-Y-51, false alarm, he drove out.
- Can't keep you where I can see you.
(footsteps approaching)
(Pepper gasps)
- Oh, you startled me.
(dramatic music)
(Pepper struggling)
(tires squeal)
- Pepper!
- It was, it was a woman.
She got in the elevator.
- A wo...
This is 12-Y-50.
I want this entire area sealed off.
The suspect is female.
- Ow, man.
Ah, she was strong.
An old woman wouldn't have a chance.
- Too close, huh.
- Oh, close as I ever plan to get.
- Get in the other side, let's get out of here.
(men arguing)
- I got a heart condition.
Can't stand anything like this, please.
- What the hell is this, car fare money?
- You got more than that, creep.
- I don't, I honest to God don't.
- Where are you hiding the rest, huh, where?
- [Victim] I don't have any...
- Stan, give the creep one of our cards.
- [Victim] I don't have (groaning).
- Stan, come here, quick.
Take a look.
- [Stan] She's coming right to us.
- Maybe it won't be such a bad night after all.
(dramatic music)
(men fighting)
- [Pepper] No, the hair's no good, let me try this one.
Yeah, kind of a shag there.
- [Bill] That there?
- [Pepper] That's the, no, the lips, I don't like the lips.
- Change (mumbles) lips.
See how that grabs you.
- No.
More like that, emery 20.
Yeah, that's it, that's more like it.
- Let's try it with the glasses.
- [Pepper] Mm hmm.
- [Bill] Is that right?
- [Pepper] That's it.
- Hey Bill, I just got a call from a friend of mine.
He's at the hospital ward of Central Jail.
He was telling me this story.
He was laughing so hard he could hardly get it out.
Last night, two hard-case muggers
tried to take off a young lady, and she wiped them both out.
- Yeah.
- Not only did she fit the description that Pepper gave us,
they were picked up two blocks from where Pepper was mugged.
- Well, maybe we should pay them a little visit.
Thanks, Willis.
So these are the two guys, huh?
I'm Sergeant Crowley, this is Sergeant Anderson.
We hear you guys got in a little trouble last night.
- Yeah, you could say that.
- Yeah, we heard you robbed and beat up an old man.
Then unfortunately, tried to do
the same thing to a young woman.
Is that true?
- You already know the whole story,
what do you want from us?
- Yeah, you guys look pretty rugged to me, I,
I'd just like to know why you let
some little lady beat the hell out of both of you.
- Hey, she was a pretty tough chick, let me tell ya.
- She surprised us.
Who'd expect a broad like that to know karate?
- Did you get a good look at her?
- It was dark.
- Did she look anything like this?
- I don't know.
- How about you?
- I don't know.
- I want you to look at the picture, punk.
Now what about you.
- Could be.
Like I said, it was dark.
- What was she wearing?
- Some kind of, what do you call it,
a pants outfit, pants.
- What color was it?
- I don't know.
- Was it light, dark?
- Dark!
- Did the top and bottom match?
- The lady asked you if the top and the bottom matched...
- It matched.
- What else?
Was she carrying a purse, a shopping bag?
- She was carrying a purse.
- What else do they think we were after?
(man chuckles)
- What else can you tell us about her.
- It was dark, that's, that's all we know.
- Looks like we've got a couple of winners here.
- Hey, you are going to try and catch her, aren't you?
- For a couple of law-abiding gents like you guys?
She's gonna pay for what she did to you.
What do you think?
- Well, I can't be positive, but it could be her.
- Well, I guess we spend
the rest of the afternoon on Park Avenue.
It's all yours.
(lively music)
- I don't know.
They pay their rent, that's all the landlord cares about,
so that's all I care about.
- She doesn't look like anybody you've ever seen?
- Tell you the truth, I don't pay much attention.
We've got a few
ladies lives here, could be one of them.
- Well, would you just give me their names
and the apartment numbers, please?
- Do I have to, I got a meatloaf in the oven.
- Yes, if you wouldn't mind, it's important.
- Okay.
I got Sylvia McCarthy in 401.
Uh, Linda Maxwell in 311.
Charlene Parker, 312.
Can I see the picture again?
- Yes.
- The hair's different,
but you know that could be Charlene.
- 312 you said?
- Yes.
- Why, thank you very much.
- You're welcome.
(car horn blares)
(tense music)
- [Tommy] Charlene, you've got to stop this.
- [Charlene] Oh yeah?
Why should I?
- [Tommy] You really don't care
what this is doing to me, do you?
- [Charlene] No, not really.
It's my life, and I'll do what I please with it.
- [Tommy] Charlene, now you know
I promised to take care of you.
- [Charlene] I don't give a damn.
Can't you get that through your head?
(footsteps crossing room)
- Yeah?
- I'd like to speak to Charlene Parker.
- She's not here.
- But I heard a woman's voice.
- Do you spend a lot of time
listening at other people's doors?
- As a matter of fact, I do.
I'm with the police, I'm Sergeant Anderson.
- I'm sorry, I, I,
it's been a rough day.
- And your name?
- Tom Shaw.
What can I do for you?
- I'd like to speak to Charlene Parker.
- Well, I told you, she's not here.
Have a look for yourself.
(tense music)
- Is this the bathroom?
- Mm hmm.
(tense music)
Uh, you want to know what you heard?
TV.
I like it loud.
- Do you live here?
- No, just a friend with a key.
- Your friend, what time do you expect her home?
- Charlene?
I was hoping she'd be here now.
Is she in some kind of trouble?
- No, we want to question her
about someone we're looking for.
- I see.
- Would you ask her to call me, please?
Thank you.
- Are you sure it couldn't have been a television set, Pep?
- It wasn't the television, I, it was his voice.
- So where was the girl?
- It's really weird.
I know she was there, and the manager did say
it could be Charlene.
- Why don't you phone into the office.
Let's get moving on a search warrant.
- 12-Y-50.
It was not the television.
(tense music)
(footsteps approaching)
- [Man] Hi, miss.
- You say it's a search warrant?
- Uh, yes ma'am, right here
it says search warrant, right there.
- What'd she do?
- Could we just have the key, please?
- Tommy, is there something wrong?
I think you should tell me about it.
- There's nothing wrong.
Can't I just be in a mood once in a while?
- Sure, but.
- But what?
- It's more than a mood.
You don't come home until all hours.
Sometimes I feel like there's another woman.
(Tommy laughs)
- Oh baby.
There's no other woman.
Hey, we got a weekend coming up.
- And you'll be off in the mountains hiking.
- No, we'll be off.
You've always wanted to come with me.
So, I'll call in sick tomorrow,
and we'll uh, sleep in,
have a late breakfast.
Okay?
- Yeah.
(doorknob rattling)
- Let's be careful not to touch anything.
They'll probably have to dust for prints.
- I never would have thought of that.
- Don't be smart.
She doesn't even got a toothbrush.
- Bill, look at this.
- What do you got?
- This outfit.
- What about it?
- It's like the one she was wearing.
- You're sure?
- Well I can't be positive, but it's awful close.
I don't think anybody really lives here.
- There's no sheets on the bed.
Looks like nobody sleeps here.
- No sneakers, no jeans, couple of wigs.
- You think she just comes here to change clothes?
- I don't know.
I think these are all costumes.
- If she just uses this place as a
way station, why has she got all these photographs up here?
These are all the same woman.
Could be her mother.
The Crawford Studio, Clear Valley, California.
- Yeah, that's Mrs. Shaw.
She died about 10 years ago.
Stroke, I believe.
- Did you know her well?
- No.
Just that everybody knew about
the terrible thing that happened.
- And what was that, sir?
- Oh, mustn't have been more than a few weeks
after this was taken, her husband and little girl
got killed in a car accident.
She took it awful hard, they say.
Went crazy with grief.
Anyway, nobody was surprised
when she passed on some years later.
- Did she have any other children?
- Uh, a little boy.
- What happened to him?
- Last I heard, he was living with his uncle Martin Shaw.
- Tommy was only a toddler
when his father and sister were killed.
- How old was his sister?
- Charlene?
Uh, she was six.
- Did you say her name was Charlene?
- Yeah, Charlene.
- She meant the world to her mother.
The loss affected her mind.
- Oh, in what way?
- [Both] Well.
- She couldn't accept Charlene's death,
so, to her, Tommy took the girl's place.
She kept him in dresses until he was school age.
- Well now are these, are these pictures
of Tommy or Charlene?
- Pictures of both.
- He finally went to school as a boy, but uh,
he had to wear dresses around the house
until he was seven years old.
- Tommy rebelled and refused to dress that way anymore.
His mother just couldn't understand why.
- Now let me get this straight.
The boy lived with you after his mother died, right?
- [Martin] Oh yes, until he graduated from high school.
- And do you hear from him?
- Yes. - All the time.
- Could we have his address, Mr. Shaw?
- I can write it.
- Also sir, do you have a more recent picture of him?
- Oh yes, I have a picture taken just after graduation.
Can't you tell me what he's done?
- We're really not at liberty
to say right now Mr. Shaw, sorry.
- He's a nice boy.
He wasn't exactly what you'd call happy but,
I can't imagine him doing anything wrong.
- How did he,
how did he get along with his mother?
- Well, he loved her very much, at times, then,
again, he could
hate her pretty bad.
Even refused to go to her funeral.
- Yeah, Pepper made positive identification
from his graduation picture.
Now listen, I want him kept under surveillance
until that apartment is dusted
and we can check him with DMV, you got that?
We'll be there in 30 minutes.
- Evie?
- [Evie] Yeah?
- Make sure you bring a jacket.
It gets pretty cold up there.
- How's this for starters?
- Sensational.
- We're really gonna sleep on the ground?
- Mm hmm.
Sounds pretty grubby, huh?
Want to back out?
- Uh uh, no, even if I have to stay dirty.
- You won't have to.
You got plenty of cold icy streams.
Oh Evie, make sure we have some heavy socks, too.
- Oh, shoot.
(tense music)
Tommy, would you come in here, please?
Tom...
What are these?
What do these mean?
Who do they belong to?
Tommy?
- They were put away.
Nobody was supposed to see them.
Why didn't you leave them where they were?
- What's this all about?
Tommy, is there something that hurts you so bad
you can't share it with me?
You can't talk to me about it?
I want to help you.
I find an envelope taped to the bottom
of the drawer and open it.
What is it?
- I'm keeping them for somebody.
- Who?
- I promised I wouldn't tell anyone.
- Does that have anything to do with what's bothering you?
Then for God sakes tell me.
- They're my sister's.
- You're sister?
The only sister you had died when she was a kid.
- No, I,
had to lie about that.
She didn't die.
- Then what?
- No more questions now.
- But...
- We'll talk about it on the way to the mountains.
- Yeah, well look, if you hear from him,
let me know, will you please?
Thank you.
Hey Pep.
Bill.
Just checked out the place where he worked.
He phoned in sick today.
- Oh yeah, what about his apartment?
- Well, Pete's over there now.
- Anything new on those fingerprints?
- They're still checking,
say they should have something in a few minutes.
(dramatic music)
(tires squeal and horn blares)
(phone rings)
- Crowley here.
Okay.
Tell him to keep relaying his position, we're following.
Hey Pep, Joe.
Let's move it, Pete's on him, let's go.
- Suspect traveling north on Pacific Coast Highway.
- Charlene didn't die in that accident, just my father.
But the accident affected her mind.
She had to be put in a sanitarium.
Mama didn't want to tell me about it
until I was about 10 years old because,
well, she was afraid I wouldn't understand.
After she was released, Mama got sick.
I sort of started taking care of Charlene.
But when Mama died, Charlene split.
- Why didn't you ever tell me this?
- I didn't want you to become involved
with her and her problems.
- We're just passing State Beach.
- Yeah, that puts us about 10 minutes behind.
What's their speed?
- Uh, just maintaining 55.
- Well, why do you keep seeing her?
- I promised my mother that I would.
- But you were just a little boy, Tommy.
- I felt responsible.
I wanted to do it, though.
There's always been a bond between us.
- Did she like you?
- You know, I think she needed me
more than she needed anybody else.
- Okay, I think I'll close the gap a little.
We just got an affirmative on the prints from DMV.
- Yeah, so I heard.
- After I started living with my aunt and uncle,
Charlene would contact me from time to time but
she would never tell me where she was or agree to see me.
- You should have told me this before.
- You don't know her, but she has a way of
getting ahold of people.
- Does she have that much of a hold on you?
- I think she enjoys seeing me suffer.
- Pete, he's our man.
Just don't try anything alone, okay?
- I got you, Bill, roger and out.
- Tommy, the things in that envelope,
what do they mean?
- I don't want to talk about this anymore.
- Oh please.
- No, I mean it.
Let's just not talk for a while.
(dramatic music)
(birds singing)
- Tommy?
All of the sudden, I don't want to be doing this.
- You want to go back?
- I don't know.
I feel so strange.
- With me?
- Just, the way things are.
- Evie, don't worry about it.
I just thought it best you not knowing, that's all.
I can see now where I was wrong.
- You've got to help me understand.
- I will.
I feel better already just being out here.
Come on.
(birds singing)
- Oh.
Oh, it is beautiful!
- I knew you'd like it.
- Do you always come here alone?
- Uh huh.
- Why?
- Kind of keeps my head together, you know what I mean?
Couple of times Charlene came with me.
Thought it might be a way of reaching her.
I mean,
nobody else could do it, really.
- Tommy, how did she feel about your mother?
- She loathed her.
So much so I couldn't believe it.
You know, one of the first things she told me
after we got together again was...
- What?
- She planned to kill her.
You know what else she told me?
She said she felt cheated because
Mama died of natural causes.
- Where are they, Pete?
- Up there hiking on the trail.
- Let's go.
- Tommy, tell me the rest, all of it.
- What else do you want to know?
- Do you really Charlene was capable of killing your mother?
- I have to reason to doubt it.
She's
killed her three times since.
- What do you mean?
- And each time,
she takes something from them.
Something with their name on it,
and give it to me.
- What are you saying?
- To prove,
to prove she was the killer.
The driver's license.
The credit cards.
And I'd read those names in the paper and know it was true.
- The stranglings?
Are you talking about those women who were strangled?
But how could you?
Why didn't you go to the police?
- I couldn't!
- But why?
Tommy, you've got to tell them.
- I can't!
Oh dear God, Evie, help me.
- Of course I'll help you.
I'll help you.
(Tommy crying)
Tommy, I love you.
More than anybody else in the world.
I'm gonna take care of you, okay?
I mean it, baby.
Shh.
(Charlene chuckles)
(tense music)
- (as Charlene) So you and Tommy are going to
take care of things together, are you?
(Charlene laughs)
I don't think you are.
You know how long it's taken me to get rid of him?
My sanctimonious brother.
- You, you're not real.
- My sweet, caring brother with all his loving advice.
- You, you can't be real.
- But he's gone for good.
Just like you're going to be gone for good.
- No.
- Would you like to see how I killed those other women?
- No, please.
- I think you should know exactly how it was.
- No.
- Except with you,
it's going to be very,
very,
slow!
(Evie gasping)
(dramatic music)
- Tommy!
- (as Tommy) No!
What's the matter?
Evie?
Who are these people?
- Are you alright?
- (as Charlene) I'll kill you.
Depend on it.
I'll kill you all.
- Get him out of here, go on.
(dramatic music)
- Hi Larry.
Hi boss.
- Girl okay?
- Yeah, I stayed with her until her sister picked her up.
She's going to be okay.
- How would you like to hop out, get something to eat?
- I'm really not hungry.
- It's my treat.
- Why don't you just go with the guys, alright?
- I'd be happy to do that, except Joe's gone home
and Pete's got a date.
- I wonder how long before Tommy Shaw is out
and back on the street.
Well, I guess that's the system, that's how it has to be.
(dramatic music)
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