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(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

(PHONE RINGING)

ROCKFORD
ON ANSWERING MACHINE:
This is Jim Rockford.

At the tone, leave your name
and message.

I'll get back to you.

(BEEPS)

Jim, it's Benny.
I know your sewer's
backed up,

but I can't get out
there today. Maybe
your buyers won't notice.

Oh, great.

(CAR APPROACHING)

(GRUNTS) Where
do you want it?

What are you doing here?

What's it look
like I'm doing?
I brought you your car.

Tomorrow, Gus. I asked
you to bring it tomorrow.
I don't want it today.

I don't know why
you want this at all.

Gus, do me a favor,
would you?

Would you go
back and check
your paperwork?

I think you'll find that
I specifically requested
delivery on the 30th.

This is the 29th.

Could you bring it
back tomorrow? Please?

Okay.

Thank you.
It's your money.

(EXCLAIMS) Hey!
Wait, wait, wait,
wait! Wait!

What do you mean,
"It's my money"?

I'm not paying for today.
This is your mistake, Gus,
not mine.

I don't make mistakes.
I make deliveries and
this is a delivery.

Now, if you want me
to deliver again
tomorrow, fine.

But you pay for today
and you pay for tomorrow.

So what's it gonna be?

Leave it!

(ENGINE STARTS)

(MECHANICAL WHIRRING)

Gus! Don't
leave it there!

I'm tryin' to
sell this place!

Oh, Gus!

(CAR BACKFIRING)

Not there, Angel!
Not there!

What?
Move it!

Well, I'd love to, Jimmy.
I got a little problem
with reverse.

Move it!
All right.

(EXCLAIMING) Angel!

Told you I had a problem.

(ENGINE GRINDING)

Well, you've got more
than a problem with reverse.

At least I have reverse.
Where'd they find it?

Oh, a chop shop in
El Segundo. Angel,
this is not a good time.

You're gonna have to
excuse me, but I'm
expecting a guest.

Well, what am I?

Uninvited. Hey, you
should have called first,
you shouldn't just drop by.

Now, that's the trouble
with living at the beach.

Everybody just thinks
they can drop by.

Use your towels, run up your
phone bill, eat your food.

Hey, any time I'm not
welcome around here,

all you got to do
is say the word.

Go home, Angel.

Angel, I told you
this is not a good time.

For sitting?

I don't want you to sit.
I don't want you to stay.

Jimmy, we can't always
have what we want.
This is an emergency.

Angel!

Jimmy, I am about this
far from a complete, total
rubber room breakdown.

(CAR APPROACHING)

Oh, damn.

This trail mix?

Hey, no! No! No!

(COUGHING)

Oh!
I'm sorry, Jimmy.
I couldn't help myself.

Oh, man, do yourself
a favor. Get rid of
this stuff. It is nasty!

Well, not if you
don't eat it.
It's potpourri.

Who are you expecting?
Princess Di?

I'm having a meeting here,
Angel. It's very important.

I don't want you to say
anything. I don't want
you to do anything.

Except clean up the
mess you've made.
Understood?

Understood?

Oh, my God!
ROCKFORD:
Mr. Emmenthaler!

I thought we'd
never make it.

Oh! A couple of minutes
late. No problem.

Ed. Ed.

Oh, Mrs. Emmenthaler!
I've been looking
forward to meeting you.

I am going to throw up.
What?

I am going to throw up!
Oh! Oh!

(GROANING)

She doesn't seem
to be feeling too well.

No.
The excitement, I guess.

I guess.
Oh, wait till she
sees the closets.

Great closets.
Can't seem to
fill 'em up.

That's one of the
first things that women
want to see, you know.

(STAMMERING) Well,
maybe a glass of water.

Oh, of course. I should
have thought about that.

Uh, Angel!

Angel, could you bring
Mrs. Emmenthaler
a glass of water, please?

ED: (STAMMERING) Got some
glass of water coming, Myrna.
Just hold on.

That's a friend of mine,
just dropped by.

It's one of the great
things about living
at the beach.

People just drop by.

(CHUCKLES) You'll never
spend a Ionely day.
I can guarantee that.

Ed, what are you doing?
You told me you'd
get me out of here!

Get me out of
here! Please!
All right, Myrna.

All right. Look,
we've gotta get going.

What do you mean, "going"?

(SIGHS)
You can't go.

(STAMMERS) You said on
the phone that you were
ready to sign the papers.

Uh, your exact word,
"It's a done deal."

You said you were ready
to buy the trailer.

Well, wait a minute now,
don't throw my
words back at me.

That was before we took
a couple of bricks
through the window.

We could have
been killed.

I mean, we drove right
through the middle
of this thing.

Now, don't you think
they'd have had
somebody out there

to like warn us
off or something?

We drove right through
the middle of it.

Ed, get me out of here!

Myrna, will you shut up?

(MYRNA MOANING)
In the middle of what?

The riot, or whatever
it's supposed to be.

The whole damn town's
going up in smoke.

People are running around
with guns, they're looting,
they're burning.

I don't know how we
got out of there alive.

(STAMMERING) Now, listen,
I only came by because

it seemed like the
right thing to do.

Now, we have
nothing on paper,

so, if you're thinking
about suing me...

No, I'm not thinking about
suing. I'm just trying to get
a handle on this.

Oh, no! Never mind.
All right. Let me
tell you something,

we're getting the hell
out of here, Rockford.
MYRNA: Never mind!

And I would suggest
that you do the same.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

MYRNA: (SOBBING) No!
ED: I'm going.

What'd he think I was
gonna do with his money?
Open a lemonade stand?

(CAR TIRES SCREECHING)

(PHONE RINGING)

Oh, Angel! Angel,
don't you go anywhere!

You stay right here!

I gotta answer the phone!
Don't leave.

(ENGINE STALLING)
Angel!

Angel!

(ENGINE STARTING)

Yeah. Yeah. Hi, Rocky.

Yeah, I just heard.

Angel! Angel, don't
you even think about
leaving here!

Yeah, Rocky. Hey, no,
don't worry about me.
No, I'm home.

I'm fine, I'm not
going anywhere.

(GEARS GRINDING)

Yeah. Okay. Okay.
I'll talk to you later.

Angel? Angel, what is
the matter with you?

Didn't you hear what
Emmenthaler said
about the riots?

Yeah. I got
the whole earful.

You checkin' out, Jimmy?
You leaving town maybe?

Well, maybe.
Well, all right,
I'm leaving town.

At least I'm trying to.
Didn't I mention that?

No. You did not.
My old buddy.

I gotta hear it from
some stranger! Some lame
named after a cheese!

(CAR BACKFIRING)

FEMALE NEWSCASTER:
... smoke has obliterated
the surrounding area.

ROCKFORD: Oh, God.
We can see a number
of buildings

that are fully
engulfed in flame.

No word yet as to
fire department response.

It is our understanding,
as yet unconfirmed,

that there has been
some difficulty

in delivering crews
to the troubled spots.

(SIGHS)
A number of reports,
also unconfirmed,

of crews coming
under attack.

There has been gunfire.
There have been casualties.

It's been a long day,

and it looks like it's going
to be an even longer night.

MALE NEWSCASTER:
Los Angeles is truly
a city under siege.

The mayor has declared
a state of emergency

and there is a possibility
that a curfew may be
imposed tonight

in an effort to contain
the violence which
continues to erupt.

(PHONE RINGING)
The National Guard has been
deployed by the governor.

Residents are
being warned...

ANGEL: (ON ANSWERING MACHINE)
This is Angel,
at the beep speak.

(PHONE BEEPS)

Um, Angel. This is Jim.

Now, I know
you're probably
still sore at me,

but would you call
me back anyway so
I know you got home?

I really don't like what's
happening out there.
Now you call me!

MALE NEWSCASTER:
The mood of the mob seems
to change by the moment.

There is still
a great deal of anger,
but there is also fear.

Looting is widespread

and has been reported
at points across
Los Angeles County,

including Compton,
South Central Los Angeles
and Westwood Village.

At this moment,
several downtown
structures

are being damaged
by rampaging vandals.

Cars have been smashed
in the intersections

and abandoned
by their owners.

MAN ON RADIO: Trouble erupted
almost immediately upon
delivery of the King verdict.

At the moment,
the courthouse,

federal and state
office buildings...

(JAZZ PLAYING)

(GUN COCKING)

(GUN FIRES)

(CAR APPROACHING)

(CHATTERING ON POLICE RADIO)

May I help you, ma'am?

I'm Halley Kittredge,
Mrs. Lansing's attorney.

Her children
called and asked me
to meet them here.

All right, follow me.

MAN: Can we get
a photographer
over here, please?

(SIGHING) Oh, God,
where is she?
I called her hours ago.

It's more like
20 minutes, Dorie.
She'll be here.

(CRYING)

Come on, sis.
That's just gonna
make you feel worse.

I just couldn't
feel any worse.

(EXCLAIMS) Oh! My eyes
are so hot. Oh, God, they're
swollen, aren't they?

I practically can't see.

POLICEMAN: Excuse me,
ma'am. May I help you?

KIT: I'm the family
attorney, it's okay.

Yeah. Right over there.
(SIGHS) Oh, I got here
as fast as I could.

I don't know what to say.

She's been like
that ever since...

(DORIE SOBBING)

She didn't see anything.
I made sure of that.

But I had to tell
her how it was.

What happened, Josh?

I don't know!

I heard a shot.
Oh!

I ran outside and Mom
was just lying there.

(DORIE CRYING)

They did it for the car.
They didn't have to shoot her.

They could have
just taken it.

You saw them?
Can you identify them?

No, no. They were, uh...
They were wearing some
kind of ski mask thing.

And when I came outside,
they just jumped in the
car and took off.

I ran after them, but...

Can you believe it?
I ran after them.

Like I could catch
an eight cylinder car.

I just want to go
to bed. Why do they
keep us sitting here?

I mean, we've told them
everything that happened.

Yeah. As you can see,
they really ran with it.

(CHATTERING)

What's the matter
with them, anyway?
What, are they

standing around
waiting for their
pensions to kick in?

(CRYING)

Josh. Josh, look.
I know you're
distraught, but...

But what?

They're not doing
anything. They're not
doing a damn thing.

Mom is dead, okay?

And we've got a
bunch of brown shoes

who are more interested
in what's going down
in South Central

than what happened here.

Look at 'em.
They're not even
second string.

No! They don't care
who killed her!

They're not even
gonna look for
the two bastards.

Josh, please. Just...

We're going private.
What?

The cops aren't gonna
do anything, so we'll
hire someone who will.

You probably have
people you work with
all the time, right?

Well, yeah,
occasionally, I do.
The best.

I want the best,
and I'll pay for it.

Why don't we discuss
this in the morning?
No. I...

I want this guy,
whoever he is,

to be working on this
in the morning, okay?

(SIGHS)

(STAMMERS) Look,
I'm sorry, uh...

You took care of Mom
for as long as I can
remember, all right?

Not just negotiating
contracts and
stuff like that,

but any problems she had,
she depended on you.

This is the last thing
you can do for her,
and the most important.

We got to find those guys.
We've got to make 'em pay.

Okay.

(CHATTERING)

Sir?

No, thank you.
I see my party.

Okay. Great.

Hello, Jim.
How are you?

Have any trouble
getting here?
Not really.

The riot's a mess, isn't it?

ROCKFORD: Yeah. Big time.
But you'd never know it
to look around here.

Business as usual.

Yeah. Thanks for the tie.
You didn't have to wear one.

Well, let's call it
a sense of occasion.

It's good to see you again.
How long has it been?
Six months?

More like eight.

Are you limping a little?

No. I'm limping a lot.

What happened?

Oh, a couple of
months ago, uh, some
guy thought my car

would look better
in his driveway
than it did in mine.

So, he screwed
a.38 in my left ear

and I gave him
my car keys.

As a way of saying
thanks, he shot me.

Oh, Jim.

Well, it's not
without its upside.

I mean, what
I've lost in mobility

I've more than made
up with my ability
to predict rain.

I'd say the barometer
right now was about
29.95 and steady.

I don't know how you can
make a joke out of
something like that.

You could have
been killed.

Oh, not a chance.
The guy was a lousier shot
than he was a driver.

You should see what
he did to the Firebird.

You know what
a great car that was?

I mean, he
trashed the engine.
Just trashed it.

Lila Lansing's car
was stolen last night.

Oh?

Why, well, you've probably
never heard of her.

(LAUGHS) Lila Lansing?
She was married to
Mickey Ryder.

I got to see him play once.
Rocky took me to the game.

I'll never forget it.
The man was a legend.
Still is.

I'm not here to talk
about Mickey Ryder.

He was out of her life
years ago. I'm here to
talk about Lila Lansing.

Not just a client of
the office, but also
a close, personal friend.

I don't remember
meeting her.

Well, you didn't meet
all of my friends.
Did I meet all of yours?

Yeah. All my
close friends.

(CLEARS THROAT) Well...

(STAMMERS)
I'm sorry you
never met Lila.

She was killed last night
in front of her house.
Her kids heard the shot.

Oh, I'm sorry.
They're devastated, Jim.

Dorie never stopped crying.
And Josh, he kept raging
about the police, and...

He's convinced that
they're not even gonna try
and find the killers.

What?
Oh, because of the riots.

That's why he wants
to hire you,

so that somebody
will be working on it.

Well, that's ridiculous.
I mean, a case involving
a major star?

The cops are going
to be falling all
over themselves

to solve a headline-grabber
like that.

Well, I know,
but when kids
lose a parent,

they're reacting from
emotion, not from logic.

How old are the children?

We're talking about a murder.
What difference does it
make how old they are?

Lila Lansing was
a star in the '50s.

Let's say she was
20 something then,
that's 40 years ago.

You keep talking
about the kids

like they just came
in from rolling their
hoops on the lawn.

Say I'm interested in
the job, are they old
enough to hire me?

You know what,
why don't we just forget
the whole thing?

Including breakfast?
I mean, you invited me.

Go ahead and order.

Something heavy
and indigestible.

(SIGHING) What are
you having?

Flashbacks.

Now I remember
why I divorced you.

Josh!

Josh?
What?

(DOORBELL RINGING)

Josh. Sorry if we're
a little late, honey.

This is Jim Rockford, Josh.

Halley says you're
the best PI in town.

If you're not,
you're out.

I'm not in yet.

You're here.
Miss Kittredge
asked me to come.

I have a great deal
of respect for her
and for her judgment.

We don't always agree,
but we're in synch
on the basics.

That's... That's terrific.

I'm going to use that.

I don't know if
Halley mentioned it,
but I'm a writer.

Just been working
on my mom's eulogy.

You're going to
use that in your
mother's eulogy?

Yeah. Well, uh,
I'll have to make
a couple of changes.

Uh, personalize it?

Josh, Mr. Rockford
would like to talk to
you about last night.

Oh, God! How...
How many times do
I have to tell it?

(SIGHS) Okay.

Last night Dorie
and I were at home.

Mom had gone out
to dinner with
some friends.

We heard a shot,
I ran outside

and Mom had just
opened the gates, and, uh,

was lying there
in the driveway.

The gates aren't electronic?

JOSH: Oh, yeah.
But they were on
manual last night.

The motors keep rusting out
from the sprinkler system.

Anyways, these two
south-of-the-border types
in ski masks

jump in her car and
they're out of here.

Well, if they were
wearing ski masks,

how do you know
they were Latino?

They were talking,
yelling back and forth.

You're sure it was
Spanish they were speaking?

I was born in
LA, Rockford.
It was Spanish.

Mr. Rockford, can I...
Can I ask you a question?

If a police officer
says that he may have
more questions for you

and yet he doesn't come
right out and say that
you can't leave town...

Dorie, we've already
had this conversation.

We had it.
We didn't have it.

KIT: You want to
leave town, Dorie?

She wants to
leave the country.

That is a lie. Look...

Look, my friend, Cindy, has
a house in Cabo San Lucas.

I mean, it's actually
her father's house,

but she has it
for a whole month.

I mean, she asked me
to go weeks ago, and,

I mean, after what
happened last night,
I really need to get away.

(STAMMERING) I mean,
I'll stay for the funeral,

but after that,
I just have to
go somewhere

and not have to
think about things.

I don't even see
what the big deal is.

I mean, would anybody
even care if I went
to Pasadena?

Pasadena is part
of the United States.

So is Cabo.

It's Mexico, Dorie!

No. It is Baja,
California. If it
was in Mexico,

it would be called
Baja Mexico.

If it was in Mexico,
I would need
a passport, right?

You need a passport for Cabo.

Oh, bummer.

Mercury is so
in retrograde.

Well, I think that
Mr. Rockford has
probably heard enough.

More than enough.

Well, uh, we'll talk,
and then I will talk
with you later.

(SIGHS)

Bye, Dorie.

(CHUCKLING)

(SIGHS)
All right! What?

Was that really your
idea of distraught?

Dorie came close
there when we nixed
her trip to Cabo,

but that was about it.

Well, what do you think
they're gonna do?

Prostrate themselves
with grief in front of
you, a total stranger?

Oh, and you're such
good friends, that's why
they call you Halley?

Nobody calls you Halley.

Only those who are
very, very close to me.

Well, that lets me out.
I'm just an ex-husband.

You know, I just
can't believe that

those two could
have Mickey Ryder
as a father. I just...

He was their stepfather
for five fast years.

Mickey Ryder has nothing
to do with this, Jim.
Leave him out of it.

The next thing
I know you'll be
giving me his stats.

What are you doing
with these people?

I mean, Dorie's
all right, I guess.

She's just out there,
somewhere, circling Jupiter.

But, Josh!
There's a real
piece of work.

Look. If you want
to pass, fine.

If you're not prepared
to work for them based
solely on my judgment,

a judgment for which
you recently expressed

such deep and
abiding respect...

All right! All right!
I'll check it out.

If I find anything,
I'll let you know.

(POLICE SIRENS WAILING)

MAN 1: I've never seen
anything like it.
MAN 2: It was something else.

(LAUGHS)
He was right there.

Over there.
I got those two
boxes aside.

ANGEL: (LAUGHING)
Hey! Jimmy. Hey!

Did you get my message?
What am I saying? Duh!
You're here, ain't you?

Wait'll you see what
I got going. Paco!

Hey, since I'm
paying by the hour,

do you think I might
see somebody work up
a small sweat?

Now get that stuff
inventoried and
into the garage.

Yes, boss.

He calls me "boss."
They all do.

Jimmy, my life's
in turn around.

And it's all because of you.

If you'd loaned me
that money yesterday...

All right! I came to
put the bite on you,

I'm gonna admit that,
but if you'd have
given me that money,

none of this
would've happened!

How about some
designer water, huh?

Paco! Some water!
No.

I don't want your water.
Yeah. Yeah.
A little thank you,

you know, you like
gas or no gas?

Neither one.
Oh, come on.

You can have both of them.
I really don't
want any water.

Here's your water.
No, thank you, Paco.

Okay. Okay. Okay. Yeah.

I don't want any water, Angel.
Why not?

Because it's
hot water, Angel.

I mean, your little
thank you makes me an
accessory after the fact.

I invite you down
here to share in my joy,
and this is what I get?

(SIGHS)

What are you...
Are you suggesting

that I'm a dealer in
some kind of stolen
merchandise?

I'm not suggesting it,
Angel. I'm coming right
out and saying it.

You were on the late
night news, buddy. You!

You were taking
three shopping carts
out of a store.

What, shopping's illegal?

It is if you do it
after the store is closed.

Well, when I got there,
it was wide open!

If the shop was closed,
what were the other
people doing in there?

The same thing
you were doing, Angel.

All right. Some of us have
to look for our bargains
where we can find 'em.

Is it my fault
I'm out of a job?

Well, yes.
Yes?

Well, you...
And whose fault did
you think it was?

Aaron.
Your brother-in-law?

Aaron sold the newspaper
right out from under me.

All right! I wasn't
gettin' rich,
but I was doing okay.

He just stopped
my career short.

You never had a career.
You punched in, you punched
out and you got paid.

Aaron retired a year ago,
and he gave you a very
generous severance check.

(EXCLAIMING)
Hey! Hey!
I saw it, remember?

You showed it to me.

He gave you
enough money to last until
you could find another job.

You haven't even
looked for one!

(LAUGHS) Now I don't
have to! Come here.
Look! Come here.

(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)

MAN 1: Yeah. Put that
with the stuff, Will.

MAN 2: See that?
Looks real good there.

You couldn't have
walked off with
all this stuff.

You didn't even
get started till
late afternoon.

I'll tell you, Jimmy,
this is a legitimate
enterprise.

Most of this stuff is
on consignment, anyway.

I got three holding
areas bigger than this.

All I'm in for is
a straight 10 percent.

Plus handling. Plus
advertising. Carrying
charges, the usual.

You know, I'm thinking
about maybe getting
an 800 number,

buying some time on
the Shopping Network.

You're gonna sell
hot merchandise
on television?

Would you quit
calling it hot?

The only difference
between me and any
other retailer

is I sell this stuff
at a righteous price

and I don't give away
little warranty cards.

If you can come up
with a brain-dead
idea like this,

I'm not even gonna try
to talk you out of it.

You don't know everything,
Jimmy. There's nothing
wrong with this plan.

Come on, Jimmy!

What'd you come down
here for, anyway?

You invited me.
And I wanted to see
if you were all right.

You aren't.

But there's not
a damned thing
I can do about it,

so I'm gonna go to work.

Oh, if a 1971
silver Corniche
convertible

happens to turn up in one
of your holding areas,
give me a call.

(SIREN WAILING)

ROCKFORD: I want to
thank you, Dennis.
BECKER: Yeah, sure.

ROCKFORD:
Well, I know how busy
you guys must be

with what's been
going down.

Dennis, did you find...

Oh, hi, Sally.
Uh, you here to confess?

Yes, but if this
is a bad time...

Oh, well, we're
a little bit
swamped today.

I don't mind waiting.
I'll tell you what.

Uh, we'll do it
tomorrow. I'll write up
the report myself

and we'll have a nice
cup of coffee, okay?

Tomorrow. Thank you.
All right. Goodbye.

Yeah, so what
do you want?

Ah, it's about the
Lansing murder.

I'm doing a little work on it.

What do you mean you're
doing a little work
on it? You crazy?

It's a very hot case.
The brass is all over it.

Well, I'm not interfering
with the police in any way.

I'm just asking
a few questions
as a favor to Kit.

Oh.

(LAUGHING) You teasing!

Look at that.
Like he owns it.
Well, I guess he does.

It's about the
surveillance I was...

Let me ask you
a question, Jim.

Yesterday when the verdict
comes in, what did you
think was gonna happen?

I mean, some people
are gonna get sore,
right? Real sore.

Some windows are
gonna get broken,
maybe some heads.

Hey, nothing we
can't deal with.

That's what we're
trained to do.

Is that the way
you read it?

Well, I didn't hear about
it till late afternoon.

I didn't read it
one way or another.

Well, that's the
way I read it.

Dennis, give me a minute,
I'll get out of your hair.

Guess what his name is?

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

Gig McCool. I mean,
what kind of a name
is that for a cop?

And I'll tell you
something else, he
doesn't have seniority.

I have seniority.

All settled in?
Oh, no. No.
No. Not yet.

(LAUGHS) I haven't even
got my files set up yet.

But, man, that is a
great office in there!

You've been in there?
Oh, of course you have.

You know how stuffy
it gets in here?

But that being
a corner office, you
just open the windows

you got cross ventilation.

You open up the windows,
you screw up the
air-conditioning.

That's why
it gets stuffy in here!

It's my office now, Becker.
Learn to live with it.

Oh, hey, listen, Dennis,
what I have to say...

Ah, McCool. I heard
about your performance
yesterday

and they're talking
about it upstairs.

You read the signs
absolutely right.
Good police work, son.

Good police work.
Thank you, sir.

Some of our other
officers could take a
page from your book.

Got to pay attention.
You've got to read
the signs.

Dennis, listen, I...
Do you know how
long I've waited

for Henderson to get
kicked upstairs?

I mean, that office
had my name on it
for five years.

I mean, I painted
the whole thing
myself two months ago.

Why'd they give
it to McCool?

Well, because yesterday
he kept saying all of
the right things.

"It's the tip of the iceberg.
It's going ballistic.

"The governor should
call out the Guard."

I think the guy's
going dramatic on me.

I mean, he's got
the name for it.

Well, they gave
the office to McCool

because you
disagreed with him
and he was right.

Yeah, well, yesterday I...

(INHALING)

I let the afternoon shift
go and we had a hell of a
time rounding 'em up!

Who knew we were
gonna need 'em?

I mean, they're always
talking about no overtime.
I took 'em at their word.

Could you get that
for me, Becker?

Sure.

MEN: Hey!

I'm a sore loser.
Learn to live with it.

(CHUCKLES)

Feel better?

Yes! It helps to
kick something.

Dennis, uh, you
think you can handle
a question now?

Shoot.

What'd they get on
the surveillance tape?

What tape?

Well, you know,
the one covering
the Lansing driveway.

There was no camera.

Sure there is. It's not
on the Lansing property.

It's across the street.
But it's mounted up
on the fence.

It covers the tennis court,
but when it sweeps around,

it also takes in
the Lansing driveway.

Now, if your guys
missed it, chances are
the tape's still in it.

Yeah?

Well, get your
butt over there.

You got some objection
to being a hero?

You could wrap this
whole thing up without
ever having to go to trial.

You could have
the killers dead bang
in action, on tape.

(ROCKFORD GROANS)

(SIGHS)

Where have you been?
I've been looking
all over town for you.

Your office said you were at
the Church of the Perpetual
something or other. I...

Well, we started
there, but...

(EXCLAIMS IN DISGUST)
It was way too small.

You wouldn't bury
your dog out of there.

No. No. This is gonna be
an industry-wide event.

I mean, Lila Lansing
was a golden oldie.

Come on.
I'm gonna pick the music.

We've been looking at
churches and chapels.

You want to know the truth?
They've all been too small.

If you went al fresco,
there's always the
Hollywood Bowl.

Was there something
you wanted, Jim?

I'm thinking of
using show tunes.

Oh, no. The Bowl's too big.
I don't want a bunch of
empty seats.

KIT: Josh, I'm almost
sure that Jim has
something to say.

Yeah. And I don't
want to miss it.

Hey, I used that
line of yours in
my mom's eulogy.

It works great.
Oh, I used it in my
new screenplay, too.

(LAUGHS) You're
gonna love this.

I took
The Maltese Falcon, okay?

Gave it a haircut.
You know, kind of
brought it into the '90s.

It's my homage
to Raymond Chandler.

Dashiell Hammett wrote
The Maltese Falcon.

(STAMMERS) Yeah.
It's my homage
to him, too.

KIT: Josh, please!
If Mr. Rockford chased
us all over town,

the least we can do
is listen to what
he has to say.

Who knows? It might
even be important.

(POLICE CARS APPROACHING)

What's Becker doing here?

Hi, Dennis.
Hi, Jim.

Hi, Counselor,
long time no see.
KIT: Hi. Good to see you.

Uh, this is Josh,
Dorie Lansing.

This is Lieutenant Becker.
How'd you find us?

Was there a break
in the case?

Well, this really isn't
the place to get into it.

I'd like for you and
your sister to come
down to the station.

You, too, Counselor.

I'll fill you in
on what we've got
and we'll take it from there.

Just get in your cars
and fall in behind me.

All right.

Well, congratulations,
Dennis.

Surveillance tape
must have paid off, huh?

The fat lady is
about to sing.

And you just bought
yourself a ringside
seat if you want it.

(CHATTERING)

That's my agent.

What's she doing here?

Karen, hey.

What are you doing here?
I don't know.

But it better have
nothing to do with you!

Do you know that
20 minutes ago

I was in Oliver Stone's
outer office with
an appointment,

not just hanging around,
and a cop shows up?

And I swear, a cop!

Do you know how long
it took me to get
that appointment?

You think Stone's right
for my screenplay?

I have other
clients, you know.

Lieutenant Becker.
Sorry for the
inconvenience.

But if you'll have
a seat, I'll be with
you in a few minutes.

Oh, no! You'll be
with me right now.

If you think that I'm
gonna let you screw up
the rest of my day,

no, no, no, no.

A few minutes or
a whole lot longer.
Your call.

You guys are all on
power trips, aren't you?

Hey, you shouldn't
talk to her like
she's a junior agent.

She's practically
a partner.

What'd you get her
down here for, anyway?

If you'd just shut up
for a minute, maybe
he'll tell us.

Now why doesn't everybody
just sit down, let the
man do his job?

Thank you.

Okay, this is what
I was looking for.

Now, before we
go any further,

I'm gonna have to
Mirandize them.

You're gonna what?

Read 'em their rights.

I don't want a translation,
I want an explanation.

We could all use
one of those, Dennis.

Well, let's see. "You have
the right to remain silent.

"If you give up the
right to remain silent... "
Halley, what's he doing?

I don't know.
I don't understand this.

He's gonna arrest us.
This is what they always do
when they arrest people, Josh.

"... and to have an attorney
present during questioning."

Could you kick it
into high, Dennis?

"If you so desire
and cannot afford one,

"an attorney will be
appointed for you without
charge before questioning."

There, that's it!

Before you go any
further, let me get
something straight.

Are you seriously
considering charging
my clients

with murdering
their own mother?

Because if you are,
brace yourself.

I'm gonna hit you
with a wrongful arrest suit

before you're even
finished booking 'em.

Maybe if we heard
what he's got, Kit.

What can he have?
BECKER: Well, for openers,

we recovered
Mrs. Lansing's car with
his prints all over it.

Oh, go... So, what
does that prove?

Mom let me drive
her car all the time.

Miss Kupfer!
KIT: This is ridiculous.

Did you receive
a telephone call

from Josh Lansing
the night of the 29th?

The night that
Lila Lansing was killed?

Yeah. He wanted to know
what the action was on
a script of his

that I've been shopping.
There wasn't any.

Do you remember
what time you received
that call?

Not really. But,
uh, it must have
been after 10:00.

I'd just started
watching the news.

Thank you. That's all.

That'll be all?

You dragged me out of
Oliver Stone's office
for this? Oh.

Great.
Now she's sore at me.

I fail to see the
significance of his
call to Mrs. Kupfer.

She's his agent, he was
concerned about the
sale of his script.

BECKER: An hour after
his mother was killed?

(SCOFFS)
He was in shock. Denial.

The call came from
Lila Lansing's car.

Now we've got
confirmation on that.

We also got tape from
surveillance cameras that
covered the driveway.

Mom didn't have
surveillance cameras!

No. But there was one
directly across the street.

Oh! So, what are you
saying? That that tape
shows us killing Mom?

It couldn't.
BECKER: No. It shows
you driving off.

JOSH: Why would we do that?

To make it look
like a carjacking.

When you backed
the Corniche out
into the street,

the tape shows your
mother lying there
in the driveway.

Now, there was nothing
the matter with the
motors on the gate.

Your clients put
the gate on manual

so that their mother would
have to get out of the car.

Now, that makes
it pre-meditated.

That makes it murder one.

JOSH: I've been in
here for 19 months.

You ever been
in jail, Halley?

It's nothing like
I thought it would be.

I thought it would
be like, you know,

trying not to get
raped in the laundry,

or guys making shivs
out of silverware.

It's just boring.
I feel like I've
been here forever.

I know. But with all
the postponements
and everything...

But we are going to go
to court on Tuesday,

and that's what
I wanted to talk
to you about.

Dorie's been...
What?

She's not sick
again, is she?

No. No, but she's upset.

Understandably. And...

She's not talking, right?

God! Ever since we were
kids, when she gets
really upset, she clams up.

You can't get
a word out of her.

I'm worried about going
into court with her
this way, Josh.

They're going to ask
for the death penalty

and I don't know
what that's going
to do to her.

I do. She'll freak!

How can they ask for
the death penalty
when we didn't do it?

The evidence is...
I don't care about
the evidence!

We didn't kill Mom, okay?

All right.
We moved the car.
I don't know why.

I don't remember doing
it. I don't remember
phoning my agent,

but I'll tell you
something, Halley,

I would sure as hell
remember shooting
my own mother!

KIT: Look.

Excuse me, ma'am. We just
got word that you're wanted
over at the hospital ward.

They say it's urgent.
Dorie.

It's Dorie, isn't it?
What happened to her?

They found her in her cell.
She tried to commit suicide.

No! Get out of my way!

(GRUNTING) Get back!
KIT: Josh!

JOSH: Get out of my way!
Josh, please! Stop!

(MEN GRUNTING)

Dorie!

Dorie! Dorie!

Hi, Mattie.
MATTIE: Hey!

Well, looking
pretty good, huh?

Oh, who cares?
Benson isn't gonna
live here.

He wants it as
a fishing shack.

Probably keep live
bait in the bathtub.

(LAUGHS)
(LAUGHS) He'll have to
keep it in the sink.

I only have a shower.

It may not be top of
the line, but, hey,
it's hardly a shack.

He called it a shack?

Who cares what he called it?
He's willing to pay
50 percent over market

and he's got
the cash to do it.

Don't go all sensitive
on me, Jim.

I'm just trying to
save you a lot of
unnecessary work.

Thanks, Mattie.

He's driving up
from San Diego.

He'll be here
6:00, 6:30.

It gets dark at 6:00.
He won't be able to
see anything.

He's already
seen the place.

He's just coming by
to sign the papers!

(LAUGHS)

You've got one of the
best lots in Malibu.

And you're really
just gonna walk
away from it?

As soon as
the check clears.

(LAUGHS) Why?
I mean, what's
wrong with LA?

The quality of life.
There isn't any.

(LAUGHING)

I'll see you at 6:00.

If I'm a little late,
don't worry.

Um, I've got an open
house in Panorama City

and who knows
what the fire's gonna do
to the valley traffic.

What fire?

Is that one of
the canyons?

No. It's way out in
Agoura, someplace like
that. I'll see you later.

(PHONE RINGING)

Oh!

Yeah. All right.
All right. All right.

(PHONE CONTINUES RINGING)

Hello? Hello?
KIT: Hello, Jim.

ROCKFORD
ON ANSWERING MACHINE:
This is Jim Rockford.

At the tone, leave your
name and message.

KIT: Turn that thing off!
I'll get back to you.

(BEEPS)
It'll be over
in a minute.

Is that you, Kit?

What do you mean,
"is it me"?
Of course it's me.

Uh, what do you mean,
"of course"? I haven't
heard from you since August.

Well, I know.
But I've been
meaning to call

but I've been trying
to prepare for this trial.

Look, I don't have
time to get
into that right now.

Just get yourself down
to the Metropolitan
Detention Center.

The hospital ward.

What's going on?

Look, I'll fill you
in when you get here.

But it's big, it's dirty
and it's the answer to
a defense attorney's prayers.

I'm bending the rules here.
You understand that.

Now, I'm only going to
allow you in the room for
a few minutes to observe.

Under no circumstances
are you to speak,

cry out, or make
your presence known
to the patient.

It could have
an adverse effect,

and after all,
we are here to help her.

We're not here to add
any additional pain.

Uh, were her injuries
from the suicide
attempt that bad?

I was referring to psychic
pain, Mr. Rockford.

That, I'm afraid,
is very bad.

And very deep.

(DOOR BUZZING)

Dorie. Dorie, it's Dr. Ezso.

I'm here to
help you, Dorie.

I think we should talk

like we talked
this morning?
No.

No. No.

You want me to
remember. I won't.

He can't hurt you
anymore, Dorie.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)
I'm here.
I won't let him.

Mommy. Mommy.
Mommy, let him...

(WHIMPERING)

She let him
take us down there.

The basement.

(GROANS)

She let him.
She didn't...

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

She didn't even try
and stop him. And she...

She let him...
No! She let him
do all those things.

She... She watched!
And she said...

She... She said...

She said, "You do
what your father says."

(MOANING) No!
But Mickey wasn't
my father!

(CRYING)

(DOOR BUZZES)

Well, what do you think?

What the devil was
that all about?

I should probably wait
for the doctor to explain

but this is very
exciting, Jim.

Because of the suicide
attempt, they hired
this psychiatrist,

this Dr. Ezso,
to look at Dorie.

What was all that
business about Mickey?

Would you please
listen to me?

Maybe it was because
she was particularly
vulnerable. Who knows?

But anyway, he managed
to uncover this
repressed memory

which explains everything
including Lila's death.

What repressed memory?

Both Josh and Dorie
were sexually abused,

habitually abused by
Mickey while he was
married to Lila.

Come on!

Yes! Yes! That he
repeatedly took her
in the basement

and did unspeakable things.

I can't even repeat
what she said.
Oh!

And also, Dorie
described a pentagram
drawn on the floor.

Mickey Ryder's a Satanist.

In a pig's eye!

Well, either you can
check it out for me,
or I'll get someone

who isn't quite
as in awe of
a Cooperstown idol.

Well, they're not
gonna find anything.

Especially not the stuff
you're looking for.

He was one of the real
gentlemen of baseball.

He was not just
a great player,

he was a great role model.

I'll bet he's never
even had a parking ticket.

I don't care about
his driving record, Jim.

Mickey Ryder is
not a Satanist.

And he damn sure isn't
a child molester.

Prove it.

All right, I will.

I'm afraid you won't
be able to see her
today, Miss Kittredge.

I've had to sedate her.

Call me in the morning
and we'll see how
she feels then.

Thank you, Doctor.
I know it's been
very rough on you.

Things could be rougher.
I could still own
my house in Malibu.

Unloaded it just in time.

What does that mean?

That fire that
started in Agoura?

It's just jumped
the coast highway.

It's burning all
the way to the ocean.

(EXCLAIMING)

(SIRENS WAILING)

Hold it, sir.
You're not gonna
get through here.

It's all right, Officer.
I live right here.

My name is Jim Rockford.

POLICEMAN:
All right, go ahead.

(CAR HORN BLARING)

MAN 1: Come on,
let's get out of here!
Hey!

You guys! What, are you
thievin' little rats?

Well... Oh, look at my TV!
MAN 2: Load it up!

(BOAT ENGINE RUNNING)

Anymore of you in there?
You little, thievin'...

(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)

My God, it's right in
your face, isn't it?

You think you're
gonna make it?

Oh, the way things
have been going,
probably not.

Your buyer backed
out of the deal.

You believe in astrology?

(SIGHS) I don't know. Why?

I was just wondering
if it's possible

for Mercury
to go permanently
into retrograde.

I'm sorry, Jim.
Mr. Benson really
wanted the place.

It's just this has been
all over television
and it scared him.

It scares me.

Well, I...
I'll give you a call
tomorrow, okay?

All right.
Thanks for comin'.

Good luck.

ROCKFORD: You be careful now.

You, too.

FIREMAN 1: Okay.

FIREMAN 2: All right.
We got it under control.

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Yeah!

Jimmy! Jimmy!

You're not gonna believe
what happened to me.
I've been robbed.

Three guys in a boat?

Robbed. Pitted and spit.

My whole operation
wiped out. History.

I didn't know you still
had an operation.

All right.
Maybe I could've moved
a little faster.

But you think I'm slow,
try dealing with
the government.

You see, when the
Shopping Network
idea went belly up,

it took me a long
time to figure out

that a loan was the way
to go with this thing.

You applied for
a government loan?

Oh, they got
a whole program

where they help
the little guy get
back in business.

You were never
in business, Angel.

Unless you consider
a garage full of
hot merchandise business.

Not a garage.

Four! Four holding areas.

That ain't holding
nothin' anymore!

You know who
got my inventory?
That stinking Paco.

I treated him
like family, man.

I treated him
like my own brother.

You remember him, Paco,
don't you, Jimmy?

Paco? Yeah.
The one that
called you boss.

Out of respect.
Out of affection.
I mean, like a nickname.

What? You never
heard anybody use
"boss" like that?

Just you and Springsteen.

All right, well,
he calls me boss,
but he steals me blind.

Oh, he says,
"Oh, I don't know
nothing about it."

Swears on
his dead mother's head
who, even as we speak,

is dealing seconds in
some cheesy card palace
down in Gardena.

Snakes, the whole family.
Crooked as snakes.

I just... I just wish that
Paco was an illegal,
so I could turn him in.

Born in Eagle Rock.

(LAUGHS)

All right,
I'll tell you
what, Angel,

I won't say
it serves you right.

I won't go
Billy Graham on you.
I'll give you a job.

A job?

Well, it's not anything
I can't do myself.

But you could
save me some time.

You came in here
not too long ago
with a sample case?

You had a lot of
different things
in that case.

You had an ice cube
with a fly in it.

That's a pretty big seller.

Yeah, and then you had
this fertility mojo...

Looked like it was made
out of chicken feathers.

You said you sold 'em
to shops that specialize
in the occult.

So?

So, tomorrow, we're
gonna make the rounds.

ROCKFORD: Are you sure
this is the right street?

I'm sure.

Hecate's Habitat?

Jimmy, when you're
talking black arts,

these dudes got
this skinny down.

I could take you
a half a dozen places,

you'd just be
wasting your time.

Now, you got that
photo of the guy?

Yeah. I don't think we
ought to use his picture,
I really don't.

All right, all right.
Let's see.

Well, we'll try
something a little
more casual.

Have you got
some of his hair?

Angel.

All right, we'll get
'em in a conversation.

A little of this,
a little of that.

I look for an opening,
then I'll say,

"Has Mickey Ryder
been comin'
in here lately?"

We definitely shouldn't
use his name.

Baseball. Could I
mention baseball?

No, this wasn't
a good idea.

I'll tell you...
Do you realize

what these guys could do
if they had any idea we're
talkin' about Mickey Ryder?

I mean, they could
turn right around

and sell it to
the National Enquirer.
Oh.

Next time you go in
to get a chicken pot pie,

there's Mickey's picture
on the front page with
"Satanist" written under it.

I mean,
you can't do that.
Jimmy, would you chill?

What? You don't think
I can be discreet?

Now just follow my lead.

Angel! Angel!

Hey, Dave.
What a delight!

Dave? You're on
pretty friendly terms.

You only had that sales
job a fast 15 minutes?

He's watching us.
Pick something up.
Look like a customer.

(WHISPERING) I was hoping
Frank would be here.

He's a lot easier
to talk to.

Angel, would you
look at this?

Great display, Dave.
Very tasteful.

Give me a minute, Jimmy.

All right. Here it is.
Is that Paco
or is that Paco?

Where's the pins?
Where's the pins?

Let's get out of here,
Angel. Come on.

We just got here.

I have seen
enough of this.
This is pathetic.

I mean, this is for people

who think a shot of bat juice
and a plastic mojo are
gonna give 'em a life.

Keep it down, Jimmy.

These are not the
kind of people
you want to tick off.

What, you think
Dave's gonna turn
me into a frog?

You're making me
very nervous.

Angel, if Dave is such
a hotshot at spells,

don't you think he'd own
a boutique on Rodeo Drive
instead of this dump?

Don't you think
he'd have hair?

(DOOR OPENS)
(LAUGHS) Dave.
Thanks, Dave. Thanks.

You just closed my account
at Hecate's Habitat.
I hope you know that.

You have an
account there?

Well, I don't use
it that often.

I mean,
every now and then when
I'm running a little low...

On what?
On eye of newt?

I can't believe you'd
go in that joint.

Can't you recognize
a con when you see one?

And I'll tell you
something else.

Mickey Ryder wouldn't get
within a mile of that joint.

He's about as much of
a Satanist as Rocky is.

(SIGHING)

I just can't stop Kit.

She's convinced she's
doing the right thing.

She isn't, but
she thinks she is.

She's gonna throw
those charges at Mickey,

and a lot of people out there
are gonna believe 'em.

You know, Mickey Ryder
is a decent man.

He doesn't deserve to be
blindsided like this.

I'd love to warn him.

I haven't got time
to find him.

Aaron used to do one of those
"Where Are They Now" features.

They did one
on Mickey Ryder.

They had pictures of him
up at the Desert Palms Hotel
in Las Vegas.

Big Al Minette used
to use him as a
celebrity greeter.

He'd fly him into town,

play golf with all
the big honchos,
that kind of thing.

Aaron had some pictures
from the honeymoon
mansion with Lila.

And Mickey still lives
in the same crib.

And you know where it is?

For a Hamilton.
A what?

Jackson?
A Jackson?

That's cheap at 20.
Where is it?

Brentwood.

I won't help you,
Mr. Rockford.

Funny thing is,
Lila would want me to.

She wouldn't want
her children to suffer,
even for her own murder.

Well, I'm not that forgiving.
I hope they fry in hell.

I'm sorry.

Did you know Lila?

Well, I never had
the pleasure. No, sir.

Well, make no
mistake, it would
have been a pleasure.

She was a remarkable woman.

Ever since it happened,
I... I keep wondering
how they could do it.

Why? For money?

She gave them everything
they needed or wanted.

They would have
had it all in time.

I hope she didn't
know who did it.

I pray to God she didn't
die knowing her children
wanted her dead.

You'll have to forgive
me, Mr. Rockford.

I'm not handling
this very well.

If you'll excuse
me, I'd like...

I know this is an intrusion,
but it's important to you.

I'm not here on behalf
of Josh and Dorie.

You said...
That I was engaged
by their attorney.

I was.

But something has
happened, and well...

This is gonna be
a whole lot harder

than I thought
it would be.

I'm very tired, Mr. Rockford.

If you have
something to say,
would you please say it.

The defense is going to
blame you, indirectly,
for Lila Lansing's murder.

What?

Dorie claims to have
uncovered a repressed
memory from her childhood.

From the years that
you and Lila were married.

She says that you
forced her and Josh

into repellent and
perverted sexual practices.

She says I molested them?

She says you're a Satanist.

That you practiced
devil worship in
the basement,

you took them down
there and performed

unspeakable acts with
Lila's tacit permission.

When they remembered,
they turned on their mother

and killed her
for not protecting them.

Come with me.

Here it is.
What do you think?

Oh, wow! Look at that.

MICKEY: Doesn't look
much like a temple for the
Prince of Darkness, does it?

Of course,
I'd have things hidden. I'd...

(CHUCKLES)
Like the whips, the chains,
the sacrificial altar.

Look around,
see what you can find.
Go ahead.

Hey, come on.
You don't think I believed
any of that, do you?

Look around!
Not out here in the open.

Come on! Hey!
How about the
desk drawer?

I bet I got
things hidden...
ROCKFORD: No!

...in the damn
desk drawer!
Look at that!

Now. Now, look.
Don't do that.

The bookcase,
I've got books here.

There might be
a secret panel
behind the desk.

Stop it!
Damn it!

You can handle this.
No!

Come on, come on.

When they told me
Lila was dead,

I didn't think it
could get any worse.

But this...

They want people to
believe that Lila was
some kind of monster.

That I'm some
kind of monster.

They make me ashamed.

Not because I abused them.
I swear before God I didn't.

But because I...
I loved them.

I loved those kids.

They were part of Lila,
so I loved them.

ROCKFORD: I've been
leaving messages for
you all over town.

I left the first message
yesterday afternoon.

I've been busy.
What is it, Jim?

I went to see
Mickey Ryder yesterday.

What? I don't think
I find that acceptable.

Well, I don't think I care.

There's an ethical
consideration here, Jim,
you're working for me.

I quit. Just before
I went to see him.

If you'd called me back,
you'd have known that.

Well, then we have
nothing to discuss.

Kit, Mickey Ryder
is a nice man.

He's not the
Marquis De Sade.
Not even close.

He's simple,
straight from the
shoulder, honest.

Now, I'm not gonna
let you take him into court
and smear him.

What do you mean,
you're not going to let me?

Let me ask you something.

Doesn't it strike you
as strangely convenient

that Dorie's
repressed memory
stayed repressed

until she needed it
to get past a murder rap?

No. It doesn't.

It doesn't?

(INTERCOM BEEPING)
Yes.

WOMAN ON INTERCOM:
The Ryder press conference
is about to start.

Okay. Thank you.

Kit. Kit, you've known them
since they were kids.

You don't want to believe
they killed their mother.

But they've sold you
a bill of goods.

WOMAN ON TV:
We're bringing you the...

Now, if you go through
with this, you're
gonna regret it.

I know you
and you don't want
to win a case on lies.

And you're going to be
defaming a man with
an unblemished record.

Jim, it's already out
in the newspapers.

They'll drop it if you
don't pursue it in court.
Stonewall it.

WOMAN ON TV:
... his stepchildren.

If I could have
your attention, please.
I'm Sidney Kornblum.

I'd like to thank you all
for being here today.

On behalf of my client,
Mickey Ryder,

I'd like to read
a short statement.

We will not
take any questions.

"Certain allegations
have been made
regarding Mr. Ryder

"and his behavior toward
the minor children
of Lila Lansing

"during the period of
their marriage.

"Mr. Ryder would like
to take this opportunity

"to confirm that the behavior,
as alleged, did indeed occur."

What?

(REPORTERS CLAMORING)

"Mr. Ryder... Mr. Ryder
deeply regrets the pain

"he has caused
his step children through
his involvement in Satanism.

"He has since renounced
such involvement

"and asks the understanding
and prayers of his friends
and his fans. Thank you."

REPORTER: What does
the district attorney
have to say?

What does the
district attorney
have to say?

What does the
district attorney
have to say?

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Hi. I wasn't
in the neighborhood,

but I decided to
come by anyway.

I suppose I should
have called first.

I know it makes you angry
when people just drop by.

No problem.
You want a cup of coffee?

Yeah. Thanks.

I'm sorry about Mickey, Jim.

I know how much
he meant to you.

Childhood idol,
that sort of thing.

Press conference
rocked me, too.

Well, that's it.
I'm sorry.

I was thinking about it
and I wanted to talk to you.

You've been thinking about it?
For two months?

The press conference
was two months ago.

All right.
So I didn't rush over here.
Don't be unreasonable.

I had to get another
postponement for the trial.

I had to rethink
my entire defense.

That revelation
changed everything.

Didn't it?

This isn't like you.
You're usually my
cheering section.

I hope you lose.

What?

You heard me.
I hope you lose.

Why? Just because
you don't like
Josh and Dorie?

I particularly
don't like Josh.

I'm a non-violent man,
you know that for a fact,

but every time
I look at that kid,
I want to deck him.

I'm seeing a whole
new side to you tonight.

(PHONE RINGING)
And not an attractive one.

Hello.

Mr. Rockford?
Mickey Ryder.

I've gotta see you.
It's urgent.

Can you come over?
There are a couple of
people here right now,

but they'll be
leaving any minute.

ROCKFORD: Yeah, sure. I...

Look, I... I don't know
how to put this but...

I don't know if it'll
make any difference
at this point,

but I... I've gotta go
on record with the truth.

I can't let that
confession stand. I...

I don't care what they do.

Are you saying
you were coerced into
making that confession?

They threatened
a lot of things

they're fully prepared
to deliver on.

Now, for the past two months,
I've been trying to
live down what I did,

caving in that way.
Well, I can't any longer.

(STAMMERING) I just can't.

When you came here that day,
that was the truth.

What I said then.
That was the truth.

Not what Kornblum read
off that piece of paper.

He's the one that
talked me into this mess
in the first place.

It goes way back
before all this.

He said, you know,
"Do a favor for a friend."

That's how he put it
at the time.

It just sounded so simple.

I'll be right over.

Oh, thanks, Mr. Rockford.

(CHUCKLING) Funny, isn't it?

I mean, I...
We barely know each other,

and you seem to be
the only real friend I have.

I'll see you.

You'll have to excuse me.
I have an emergency.

That was about
the case, huh?

Who was it?

That was Mickey Ryder,
wasn't it?

I'm gonna go with you.

ROCKFORD: No, you're not.

Get back in the truck, Kit,
and lock the door.

Something wrong here.
I'm gonna have a look.

(EXCLAIMS)

Kit.

I'm not gonna
stay out here
alone. I'm not.

I knew I shouldn't have
brought you along.
Just stay out of the way.

I don't hear anything.

(SHUSHING)

I don't think
anybody's home.

Mickey sure as
hell ought to be.

What are we doing?
There's nothing down here.

Well, the whole room's gone.

When I was here before,
I mean, this whole...

(SIGHS)

Kit, go upstairs.
Get a phone.

Tell Becker
to get over here.

I just found Mickey Ryder.

KIT: What is it?

Go, go.

(CHATTERING ON POLICE RADIO)

You found the deceased
at what time?

Did they log the call
in at the station?

Yeah, sure.

Okay. Two minutes
before the log time.

I didn't look
at my watch, Dennis.

And why didn't you
cut him down?

It wouldn't have
done any good.
He was dead.

I didn't want to
contaminate the
crime scene.

Well, it's pretty
obvious what happened.

Oh, really?

Well, it is to those of
us whose minds are not
clouded with emotion.

He committed suicide, Jim.

Sure, overcome with
remorse and pain.

I mean, everybody
knows what happened,
he can't live with it.

The basement.
It's a logical choice.

Symbolic. It's where he
did the kids, you know.

He didn't do
the kids, Dennis.

Don't even try
and argue with him.

He called a press
conference to confess.

And he called me to say
that the confession was
strong-armed out of him.

And that he was
forced to make it.

And there was no truth
in the accusation,

there was no truth
in the confession.

(SCOFFS)

I've heard of
people turning their
basements into dens.

But when was the last time
you heard of anybody

turning their den
back into a basement?

And if they're going to
kill themselves, why bother?

The guy went over the edge.

He tried
to put the place back
like it was years ago.

It's like he wrote
a note saying,

"This is where I did it,
this where I die."

This was not
a suicide, Becker.
This was murder.

Give me a name.
Give me a motive.

Oh, I don't have
one at the moment.

Look, let me
tell you something.

When I was here
a couple of months ago,

there was a photograph
right over there.

It was taken in Vegas
at the Desert Palms.

And right next to Mickey
was Sidney Kornblum
on one side

and Big Al Minette
on the other.

Two very forceful
personalities.

They don't call him
Big Al since he went legit.

What makes you think
he went legit?
Because he said so?

Mickey told me
Sidney Kornblum asked him
to do a favor for a friend.

That's how he got
into this mess.

Now, say that friend
was Al Minette?

Jim, Sidney Kornblum is
a highly respected attorney

and Al Minette
operates legitimate

and profitable enterprises
in Las Vegas.

Why would either one
of those men try
and kill Mickey Ryder?

I don't know. I don't know.
But I'm gonna find out.

And you watch how
you write this one up, Dennis.

Don't close the book on it.
You never will get
into that corner office.

Why do you always have
to complicate everything?

Why can't you just
accept the fact
that it's over?

It's not over, Kit.
Not as long as the cops
are calling it a suicide.

You're the only one
that's calling it
anything else.

You know, you accused me
of having a blind spot.

You're the one that
has a blind spot
in this, Jim.

You bought the whole package,
peanuts and Cracker Jack
and 30 years of hype.

You're really sore
at me, aren't you?
You're royally ticked off.

As a matter of fact,
yes. Yes, I am.

Well, fine, this is
probably as good a time
as any to tell you.

It's been on my mind.
I've been thinking about it.

I'm the one that found
the surveillance camera

that put your clients
in the slammer.

You found it?

Yeah, I told Dennis
and the rest,
as they say, is history.

You mean to tell me
the whole time I was
paying you,

you were working
to convict my clients?

That's an oversimplification.

I want my money back.
Every cent of it.

(LAUGHING) Oh,
you're not gonna get it.

I was scrupulous
in my performance of duty.

That camera was a byproduct
of my investigation.

I didn't set out to find it.
I wasn't looking
for damning evidence.

It's not my fault
that your clients
are guilty.

Not only do I want
my money back, but
I want your license.

As a matter of fact,
I might just call
the licensing bureau.

I'm sure
you're in violation
of some statute.

You always are.

This is gonna be
a fun ride home.

Hey, slow down, will you?

I gotta make a phone call,
then I'll follow you home.

I don't need to
be followed home.

Well, whether you
need it or not.

Look, I have to get
Kornblum's home
address from Becker.

That is if he's
still talkin' to me.
Unless you have it.

Kit, you know
I'm gonna get it
somewhere.

Why make it
any more difficult
than it has to be?

Then again, why not?

Kit, you said earlier
that I was your
cheering section.

Well, I was.
It was easy.

You were always fighting
for truth and justice
wearing a white hat.

That doesn't apply
anymore, does it?

Now, you just want to win.

That is a rotten
thing to say.

You didn't talk
to Mickey Ryder.
I did.

He loved your friend, Lila.
He loved those two
miserable kids of hers.

(SIGHING) What'd he get
out of it? Hmm?

Humiliation,
shame and dead.

Well, I don't like it.
I'm gonna find out
who killed him and why.

If I uncover anything in
my investigation

that has a negative
impact on your case,
that's just too damn bad.

Jim!

Sidney Kornblum's
at the Landale Country Club.

It's a party for his
son's Bar Mitzvah.

Half the LA bar
association's
gonna be there.

I sent regrets.

(CAR STARTING)

ANGEL: Hey, Jimmy...

What...

What are you doing?
You trying to kill me?

Well, I could say
the same about you.

My heart almost stopped.
What are you doing
back there?

Wait till you hear.

Well, first...

Well, first,
I get two flats.

Jimmy, I gotta
have new tires.

Go on.

Well, naturally,
with two flats,
I can't drive.

So far none of this
is putting you
in my backseat.

Okay, I pulled off
the side of the highway
and I started walkin'.

Three miles, easy.

I figure I'd get
to your place,
I'd call the auto club.

You're a member,
ain't you?

Anyway, you're not there.

Well, I'm tired, I'm thirsty,
my feet are killing me.

I can't go anywhere.
I know you gotta
come back sometime.

So, I might as well
be comfortable.

I saw some tires...

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Hey, where you going?

To the party.

We're not invited.

Jimmy, look at the place.
Look at all the cars.

There's over
100 people here.

You think they're gonna
notice a couple more?

It's a Bar Mitzvah, man.

I could be the visiting rabbi
from the old neighborhood.

What old neighborhood?

Everybody's from
some old neighborhood.

Who's gonna get technical?

There's whitefish
right through that door.

Forget it.
I'm gonna sit here
until the host leaves.

Then I'm gonna
follow him home
and talk to him.

Now, that's the plan.

You could talk
to him right here

and have something to eat
at the same time?

I need privacy
when I talk to him.

Now, you can
sit here with me,
or you can leave.

I really don't care.

And how am I supposed
to get home?

Take the bus.
This time of night?

Cab fare would be
a little more like it.

Unless you don't care
when or if I get home.

(SIGHS) All right.

Take the cab.

No, no, no, no.
I'll take you to
a cab, come on.

MAN: Mark, come on.

What about the tires?

Oh, it'll come with tires.

My tires. For my car.

I don't carry that
kind of money on me.

Okay. I'll borrow
your credit card.

(LAUGHING)

You'll have to
shoot me to get it.

Oh, yeah! All the way from
Minette Motors in Vegas.

Uncle Al sure does
give expensive gifts.

Big Al Minette?
Yeah.

Here, you wanna
take him where
he wants to go

and you can
keep the change.

If Minette's involved,
you might as well
give me your credit card.

You ain't gonna
be needing it.

ROCKFORD: I'm sorry
it's so late, Mr. Kornblum.

I don't receive strangers
in my home, Mr. Rockford.

Yeah, well,
I wasn't a stranger
to Mickey Ryder.

Oh, hey!
Last time I saw this,
it was in Mickey's den.

Last time I saw his den,
it was a basement.

Mickey was hanging from
one of the rafters.

I've spoken with the police.

Mickey's suicide was tragic
but not unexpected.

He was in a deep state of
depression for some time.

It was murder, not suicide.

And he didn't sound
too depressed

when I talked with him
earlier this evening.

As a matter of fact,
he sounded mad.

Well, I'm mad too,
and I want some answers.

I want to know
how you hammered
a confession out of Mickey

and I want to know why.

I want to know about
the Vegas connection

and how Al Minette
fit into this.

I want to know why
Mickey's basement

was stripped down
to the bare concrete.

And I want to know
what else you took
out of there

besides that baseball.

Is there an implied
threat in all that?

No, no. No, those
are the questions.

This is the threat.

I know you had
something to do with
Mickey's murder,

and I'm gonna keep digging
till I find out what it is.

I'm gonna give all this
to a friend of mine

down at the department
in the morning.

So, don't be surprised if
the cops start digging, too.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Yeah. Get me Sanders.

Well, find him.

Jim, I can't believe
you're this stupid.

Oh, sure you can, Dennis.

I do dumb things
all the time.

Yeah. Not this dumb.
You set yourself up
for a hit?

Well, if I'm right
about Kornblum, I did.

But how else am I
gonna smoke him out?

You're the one that's
liable to get smoked.

Dennis, I don't have time
to do a verse and
two choruses on this.

If you're not in...

Yeah? If I'm not in?
You never thought
about that, did you?

I'm in.

Ah, good, good.
Now, what we gotta do

is you move your car
over near the sand castle.

Get a good, clear
view of the trailer.

And then when
Kornblum's gorillas
show up...

You sure he has gorillas?

Well, he has to.

They're gonna be
our leverage. And don't make
any premature moves, huh?

We don't wanna
get 'em for spitting
on the sidewalk.

We want 'em
for attempted murder.

Oh, Jim, how many times
do I let 'em shoot you?

(LAUGHS) There's the
keys to the Firebird.

It is running great.

That government issue
you're driving is a joke.

I don't want you losing me.
Shall we go?

I don't know why
I don't just don't take
an early retirement.

Hi. Hi, Dennis.

She was just leaving.

He was just leaving.

Actually,
I was just leaving.

Where are you going
this time of night?

Well...

Was this something
that couldn't wait?

An apology.
I know I should
have called first.

Nobody ever does.
Look, there's no
apology necessary, Kit.

Thank you for coming by.
I'll call you in the morning.

You want me out
of here, don't you?

Well, no.

Well, hey, hey,
it's a little late.

And it has been
a long day.

KIT: Expecting someone?

Kit, I can't explain
right now.

Mr. Rockford...

ROCKFORD: Oh, yes.
I'll be with you
in a minute.

My friend was
just leaving.

Let's not play
any games, okay?

Who are these people?

My late date.
Ah.

Come on, come on,
let's move it.

Move it.
KIT: Why didn't
you tell me?

This is who you
were expecting?

SANDERS: Put
a cork in it, lady.

Get in.

The trunk? I will not.

Yeah. I'm gonna have
a little trouble, too.

You know, I took
a bullet in this leg.

How'd you like
to take a bullet
in the other one?

Make it a set.

I'll get in first.
I'll sort of
cushion it for you.

I'm gonna need
a little help.
I'm sorry, Kit.

But I asked you to leave.

Hey!

Jim!

Jim?

Oh, gosh!

I'm gonna suffocate
in here!

ROCKFORD: No.
There's plenty of air.

Would you move
your foot?

KIT: Life is just one
big adventure with you,
isn't it?

(EXCLAIMING)
What are you doing?

I moved my foot.

Shut up in there!

ROCKFORD: That was
your foot?

KIT: That's my foot.
Oh, come on.

KIT: This reminds
me of Marin.

You remember when
we drove up to Marin?

When was that? '85?
ROCKFORD: '84.

To go fishing with
those friends of yours.

They were
friends of yours, too.

They were
never my friends.
I hated 'em.

What the...

Okay.

(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)

Let's go, come on.

Easy, easy.
Okay, okay.

(GRUNTING)

Come on, Rockford.

I can't move.

What the hell
you talking about?
Your leg?

No, it's my back.

(GROANING) I've
thrown my back out.

If you guys are gonna do
me, you're gonna have
to do me right here.

In my car?

If it's the only way.

Are you crazy?
Hey!

I'm supposed to drive around
with a stiff in my trunk?

Till when?
It gets a little warmer?
He gets a little ripe?

Help him out of there.

Yeah. Help me.

(GROANING) Oh, easy.

I'm going to need
a little help here,
Sanders.

He does need
a little help.

SANDERS: Come on.

ROCKFORD: Easy, easy,
easy, easy.

Get that leg.
Bring him over.

Ah, no...

Oh, that hurts.
That hurts.

Oh, I can't move.

Oh, I can't straighten up.
Put him over here.

Wait a minute.
Run, Kit!

(GROANS)

ROCKFORD: Run!

KIT: Oh, no! Jim!

(GROANING)

Jim!

(GUN COCKING)
Get up! Get up!

I'm gonna tell Mr. Kornblum
this one's on the house.

This one's my pleasure.

Police! Drop it! Now!

Face down!

What'd you do?
Stop for a hamburger?

That hotshot car of yours
is missing two wheels.

Angel! Damn!

I had to call in
for air support.

Helicopter spotted you
and just in time.

Oh, thanks, Dennis.

Are you all right?

Am I all right?
(LAUGHING)
You're just fine.

Mr. Kornblum, right?
I'm Detective Becker.
This, you know...

I know Miss Kittredge
and Mr. Rockford.

What is it you want,
Detective Becker?

You said something
on the phone about
a Mr. Sanders...

I don't recall
the other name.

ROCKFORD: Oh, well,
it's worse than
we thought, Dennis.

He's hired so many hits
he can't remember the
names of the mechanics.

Jim, let me
handle this, okay?

Unless Mr. Rockford is
a member of the
police department,

I'd like him
out of here, please.

You can't remove me,
Kornblum. No, I'm the hitee.

I'm the one that's
filing the charges
against you,

and before you go
pulling on your forelock

and getting all
bewildered on us,

I have to warn you
that Sanders and
Warsche have talked.

You ordered the hit
on Mickey Ryder.
You ordered the hit on me.

So we can start
from there.

I was at last night's
festivities, Mr. Kornblum.

I was also at the
police interrogation.

Now, Mr. Rockford
is not bluffing.

Sanders and Warsche are
probably still talking.

Mickey's death
was not my doing.

Those were not my orders.

Oh, so, the hired hands
just went crazy, huh?

Come on!
What did you send
them out there for?

What were your orders?

(CLEARING THROAT)

It was a question of
a favor for a client.
A friend.

Oh, Big Al Minette?

I'm gonna say this much
regarding my involvement,
which was minimal.

I did arrange to
put the material
in the basement.

What material?

Sensitive material.

That concerned
certain parties,
certain operations.

The reason Mickey
pleaded guilty
to Satanic acts

was he couldn't let
the police search
his basement.

Will you testify
to that in court?
At the Lansing trial?

Of course, without
in any way compromising
client confidentiality.

Now, listen, about
this sensitive material?
What is it?

I don't know.

Sanders gave me
what he found
in the basement.

A large sealed envelope.
I didn't open it.

I put it in the safe.

You've got it here?
Yes.

Well, get it.

Yeah.
Oh, I'm sorry, Dennis.

I know. I over-stepped
my bounds, Dennis,

but do you believe
how we've lucked out?

I mean, this could be
the Minette connection.

It could have drugs.
What do you think?

Drug dealing.
Maybe pipeline?

Well, Minette's
out of Vegas.

It could be the
skimming operation.

Or money laundering.

Counterfeit! Counterfeit's
a growth industry today.

Minette's got the
perfect operation
to pass bad paper.

Mr. Kornblum...
Sorry to intrude,
Mr. Kornblum.

We interrogated
Lloyd Sanders
and Phillip Warsche.

You questioned
my prisoners?

Who are you?

I busted 'em.
Brought them in.
Lieutenant Becker.

Well done, Becker.

Mr. Sanders stated that
he retrieved an envelope

from the basement of
Mickey Ryder's house

and subsequently
gave that envelope to you.

Yes. I just took it
out of my safe.

Thank you, Mr. Kornblum.
We'll leave a receipt
with your secretary.

He got that out of the safe
for Lieutenant Becker.

BECKER: That's right.

This is federal, sir.
I'm sure you understand.

Frankly,
I never understood that.

Federal.

JOSH: They're making
a TV movie about my life.
They want my cooperation.

Unless it's someone
like Johnny Depp,
I've got some concerns.

Josh, you have some
very serious concerns
but that's not one of them.

Sidney Kornblum,
Mickey Ryder's attorney,

is going to testify in
court that Mickey's
admission of guilt

to your charges was a lie.

So, that pretty well
takes care of the
recovered memory defense.

I told you
it wouldn't work.

Shut up, Dorie!

Look, I never heard
of Sidney Kornblum.
Who's gonna believe him?

I am. You lied to me.
You lied under oath.

And I am not willing
to deal with liars.

Your mother was my friend.

For her sake I tried
to believe you.

Every time a damning piece
of evidence showed up,

I tried to explain it away.

But you not only killed her,
you defamed her.

You defamed Mickey Ryder,
a decent man who loved you.

You're beneath contempt.

Halley...

Look, it wasn't my
idea. I didn't even
want to do it.

Shut up, Dorie!

No! You're always saying that,
like I don't have a right
to say what I want to.

It was Josh who
didn't want to wait
for the money.

I kept telling him
Mom was old, it wouldn't
be all that long,

but you know
how impatient he is.

And then he comes up
with that dumb story
about Mickey.

So, now, what do we do?

I don't know, Dorie.

Innocent or guilty,
you're both entitled to
the best defense possible.

But I'm not gonna be
the one to provide it.

I'll have my office submit
appropriate names.

(DOOR BUZZES)

(DOOR CLOSES)

ROCKFORD: Yeah.
I told you, Dad.

Mattie's got a real
interested customer.

She's gonna bring her
around tomorrow.

Mattie, the real estate agent.

I'm not really
hoping for much.

You know,
the market's down.

Well, yeah.
I know it's late.

I'm talking to you.
What are you doing
up so late?

All right, Dad.
Dad, I'm...

I had a pretty long day.
I'll give you a call
tomorrow, all right?

You go to sleep.
Yeah, good night.

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Hi. I did it again.
I didn't call first.

Mind if I come in anyway?

Well, I want to
apologize, Jim.

Well, no, that's not
altogether true.

I don't want
to apologize, but...

'Cause I hate to be wrong,
but I have to apologize.

I've been snapping
and snipping at you

ever since
this thing started.

I'm sorry.

I met with Josh and
Dorie and told them
I couldn't represent them.

Good. They don't
deserve you.

I didn't want them
to be guilty.

I know.

Whenever I had any doubts,
I'd think,

"If they were really guilty,
why would they hire
a private detective?"

Which is exactly what you
were supposed to think.

It was a nice touch, really.

I'll just never understand
how they could do that.

Never.

(KIT SIGHING)

God, I'm tired, Jim.

Do you mind if I stay
here for the night?

Sort of take
over your couch?

You can take over the bed.
I'll bunk out here.

I don't want to
take the bed, Jim.

Do we have to argue
about everything?

Take the bed.

Take the couch.

Thank you.

(RUMBLING)

(GROANING)

ROCKFORD: Kit! I'm coming.
Hold on, hold on!

I'll be right there!

Kit, grab your shoes!

Let's get out. Come on.
Come on, let's go, let's go.

Oh, my God!
Open the door!

(CAR ALARM BLARING)

Wow!

It's all right,
we're out in
the open now.

Oh, let's go.

All right, all right, fine.

(SIGHING)

(SIGHS)
That was just
an aftershock.

Oh, again?

(HOUSE CREAKING)

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

(KIT GASPING)

(GLASS SHATTERING)

(GROANING)

Oh, honey...

ROCKFORD: Feel better?

KIT: (LAUGHING) Anybody
tries to tell me that

that wasn't the big one,
I'll hit 'em.

Yeah.
It felt different,
didn't it?

It felt mean.

Did you call Rocky?

I tried
to when I dragged
the chairs out,

but phone lines
are down.

I hate earthquakes.

I don't know
many who like 'em.

They always make me
wanna repent.

Would you like to know
why you never met Lila?

Yeah.

She was a very special lady.
She would have liked you.

And more importantly,
you would have liked her.

I didn't forget
to introduce you.
I did it deliberately.

I was afraid that you'd
both like each other
more than you liked me.

Fat chance.

Well, I guess you'll be
hitting the freeway
after breakfast, huh?

Well, I've kind of
changed my mind
about the move.

I don't believe you!

You hate the crime,
the traffic, the smog.

We've had everything
but a plague of locusts.

We've had a full-scale riot,
a fire, an earthquake...

Yeah. But where else
would you find
that kind of variety?

You know,
to tell you the truth,
I'd be afraid to move.

Who knows what I'd miss?

(BOTH LAUGHING)

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