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(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

LINDA: (ON PHONE) Listen,
Dan, I'm gonna run because

I'm missing the best
part of the sun.

And there's no one
at the pool right now.

So if I'm lucky, I might be
able get myself one good hour
of peace and quiet.

DAN: Okay. All right,
I'll let you go.

I'm sorry about tonight,
but I'll make it up to you,
all right?

I'm sure you will.
Talk to you later. I love you.

DAN: I love you too, babe.
I'll see you tomorrow.

Okay. Bye-bye.

Our little chicken's
ready to be plucked.

Roger.

You've got me down
to teach an 8:00 class.

Do you realize
that's the shank
of my evening?

The Crisis Center
needs volunteers

to teach self-defense,
counsel victims.

I mean, even Dr. Carson
doesn't get paid for the
time she puts in.

Okay, but she's married.

She doesn't need
the time like I need it

to find the woman
with whom I will spend
the rest of my life.

Or the rest
of the evening.

Whatever.

(RADIO BEEPING)

DISPATCHER: All units
and Four-Adam-Thirty,

a possible attack
in progress at 229 Wallace.

Four-Adam-Thirty,
handle the call. Code 3.

(SIREN WAILS)

Four-Adam-Thirty.
Roger.

(SIRENS WAILING IN DISTANCE)

That could be our man.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(MOANS)

Hooker,
it's Linda Stevens.

Take care of her.

Take it easy, Linda.

(FEEBLY) He hurt me.

Take it easy.

(ENGINE STARTING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(SIREN BLARING)

Four-Adam-Thirty
in pursuit of 261 suspect,
in a gold '73 Gremlin,

northbound on Wallace.
Passing 10th Street.

Six blocks away.

Close enough.
Let's jump in.

(SIREN BLARING)

Four-Adam-Sixteen.
We're rolling backup
to Thirty.

Our ETA is three.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

There they go.

Let's try to cut them off.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(TIRES SQUEALING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(BELL DINGING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Four-Adam-Thirty
to Control.

Advise all units in the
Becker Drawbridge area.

Attack suspect last seen
going westbound

on Becker Boulevard.

HOOKER: How's Linda?

(SIGHS) Dr. Carson's
still examining her.

Linda would not
let me take her
to a hospital.

She finally let me
bring her here.

Poor kid.

Last time I saw her,
she was so bubbly.
All smiles.

Last week, the day
she got engaged.

(DOOR OPENS)

What's
her condition?

Physically,
she was lucky.

It's her mental state
I'm concerned about.

I understand that
you all know the girl.

Yes. She's a civilian
secretary at
the precinct.

She always struck me
as sensitive,
vulnerable.

Mmm-hmm. That's how
I'm reading her.

She doesn't even wanna
admit she was raped.

Is there any doubt
about it?

Not according to the tests.

I'll want those tests
by the book.

Defense attorneys love to rip
into that kind of evidence.

Don't worry. I've set up
guidelines for evidence
collection and storage.

(DOOR OPENS)

Stacy, where's Linda?
Is she hurt?

Take it easy, Dan.
She's gonna be okay.

What's this all about?
At Linda's apartment
the police told me

they brought
her here.

She has a few minor
cuts and bruises.

I wanna see her.

Oh, Dan.

(SOBBING)
Dan, I'm sorry.

Linda.

Are you all right?

I was at the pool,
and then, there was
this shadow.

And then
something hit me.

And everything
started spinning,
like in a nightmare.

(SNIFFLES)
And then I felt

hands on my throat
strangling me.

Linda.

He didn't
rape you, did he?

No. No, honey.

I'm okay.

DAN: Oh, thank God.

LINDA: (SNIFFLES)
Everything's okay.

Why'd you lie to him?

You saw him, Hooker.
He can't handle it.

I know.

Well, he's gonna
find out.

We'll need your testimony
and results of the tests.

No. No.
No testimony
and no tests.

Um...

Linda, I know
you've been through
a terrible ordeal,

but if we're gonna
catch this animal...

(SNIFFLES) Don't
you understand?

Dan would never be able
to live with this.

It would ruin
our whole life together.

I think the man who attacked
you was the Marina Rapist.

Oh.

you're the first of
his victims to survive.

That's why we've got to
have the test results

I don't care
about that.

I don't ever wanna
think about him again.

Look, please.

I don't ever wanna
think about him again

because
it didn't happen.

We need your help.

It was just
a terrible nightmare,

and it didn't happen.

So please just
leave me alone.

Just leave me alone.

All right.

Hooker, don't push her.
She's on the edge.

Give her some time.

I know.

I just don't know
how much time

the Marina Rapist
is gonna give us

before he
strikes again.

Thanks for taking off
alone, Bryce. I almost
got nailed out there.

What was I
supposed to do?

Hang around till they
collared both of us?

How'd you do
on the loot?

Nothing big.

Some jewelry,
a little cash.

And you gotta start
finding some girls
with some bread, man.

From the last three jobs,
all I got was enough for
two days' worth of snow.

(SIGHS)
That's a sleazy habit.

You oughta do something
about that, you know that?

Why don't you do something
about yours?

Why don't you do something
about finding some chicks

in the high-rent district
for a change?

Because rich old broads
don't turn me on.

Is that her ring?

Yeah.

Probably a family heirloom.
Maybe she was engaged.

Lose it, dummy.

It'd be too dangerous
to try to fence that.

It'd be too easy
to identify.

All right.

Just take me back
to my truck.

DENNIS: Back off, Hooker.

The detectives wanna move
as fast as you do.

Linda was attacked
yesterday afternoon,

and a forensics team
didn't leave for
her apartment

until an hour ago.

If we operated at
that speed on the streets,
we couldn't catch a cold.

Look, she didn't
give us permission to
check out her apartment

until this morning.

What about the woman
who called in the 261?

Did she give
the detectives

a description
of the rapist?

Jeans and tennis shoes.

That's all she saw before
she ran into her apartment
and locked herself in.

Too scared to even
look out the window
till he was long gone.

Captain, that animal
was strangling Linda.

He's already raped
and killed three other
women in the Marina.

Now that we've finally
got a break,

we gotta go after him
with everything
we've got.

And I want in on that.

All right.

I'll tell the detectives
you're gonna help out.

But you make sure
you keep them up to date
on everything you turn.

Hey, Hooker.

We just got word
they located the car
the rapist stole.

Did he leave anything
for Forensics?

Negative. He either
wiped off his prints
or he wore gloves.

HOOKER: Romano,
did you get that list
I asked you for?

Every known fence
and pawnbroker

who handles
the kind of loot
the rapist rips off.

Linda's still trying
to deal with his
robbing her place

after he attacked her,

but I did get a list
of the jewelry.

We added them to
the detectives' list

of items stolen
from the first
three victims.

Good. Let's roll.

On our way,
I wanna swing
by Linda's apartment,

see if Forensics
has turned anything there.

It's hard to understand
the way guys can turn away
when a rape happens.

Don't lay it off
on the entire
male population.

I've come across guys
who have been nothing
but understanding.

You think Linda Stevens'
fiance will walk when he
finds out she's been raped?

Who knows? Some guys
just can't handle it,

no matter how
hard they try.

What I do know is,
she's making a mistake

not telling him
the truth up front.

She's afraid,
afraid of what he'll do.

The woman a guy loves
is victimized, raped,

and maybe he feels part
of what they had together

has been violated.

He's angry, frustrated,
confused, a mess.

He's wrong.

But there are no easy
answers to it,
Stace, ever.

Hooker. Romano.

If you came to give
us a hand,
you're late.

Did you find
anything?

No. A few latents,
but they look like
they're the girl's.

Figure our boy
wore gloves.

He must have
ice water for blood.

Not only raping
but robbing the
same victim.

It's hard to believe
one man could do that.

You checked this
white powder here?

It's plaster dust
from the wall.

The victim had
a kitchen phone extension
put in four days ago.

Date's on the warranty
in that nearest drawer.

Sounds like you
didn't miss a thing.

I'm with you, partner.
Let's go check
the pawnshops.

What is this,
tenth, eleventh pawnshop
we've been to?

Twelfth, but
who's counting?

Right now,
it's all we've got,

so we keep hitting it
until we turn something.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

There he is, partner.
Morey, the hock-meister.

Bring him your
cherished dreams,

and he'll chisel you down
to a dime on the dollar.

Hooker.

You wanna hock
the badge and gun?

(CHUCKLES) We could
do some business.

No. What I want is
a look in your safe.

You got some
kind of paper?

Don't send my partner
for a warrant, Morey.

You wouldn't like
what happens when
he comes back.

Good advice.
Do we get a look?

Okay.

No, no, Morey.

Not the top drawer,
where you keep your
solid brass watches,

the bottom drawer,
where you stash all
your stolen goods.

This came off the wrist
of a dead girl.

The second victim
of the Marina Rapist.

Hey, Hooker, I swear,

no way would I do business
with filth like that one.

You would and you did.

Now, tell me about him.

What'd he look like?
How many times did he
come here?

Once.

One time only.

I can't remember the guy.

It's a parade in here.

They come in
wearing dark glasses,

hats pulled down.

Better for business
you don't even look.

Morey, if the man
who brought you this
comes back

or you spot any of
the other items
on this list,

you're gonna call me
faster than I can say

"two to five
for receiving
stolen goods."

Yes, sir.

Let me hear it again.

Yes, sir.

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

Here, I'll get it.

It's a line check.
I'll get it.

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

Yeah.

I'm putting a circle
around this address,
Tanner.

I think we'll be back.

Victim one, raped
and strangled
in her bedroom.

No sign of forced entry.

Second victim,
in her own car,

just after she pulled out
of her townhouse garage.

Look here. Forensics
found footprints.

Athletic shoes.

And the witness
to Linda's rape

said the man
wore tennis shoes.

Almost every guy
today owns a pair
of athletic shoes.

Victim number three,
in her living room.

Again,
no forced entry.

What's it mean?

One and three knew the
rapist, and let him in?

I just flashed
on two things at
Linda's apartment.

When we rolled
on the call,

the rapist was
coming out of the
apartment building.

But he saw us,
ducked back in.

Finally wound up
taking off in
the stolen car.

Do you remember
what was parked across
the apartment building?

The rapist might've very
well been heading for

if we hadn't
spooked him.

Vaguely.
A truck.

A municipal
phone company
service truck.

You got it.

The other thing
I remember

is the new phone
in Linda's apartment.

A telephone
service man.

It could be
a perfect cover.

Practically, the
invisible man.

Somebody people see
but don't remember
seeing.

Open the door,
let him in without
even thinking twice.

Which could account for
for the daylight M.O.,

when he's out
making service calls.

Sounds right,
but how do we
prove it?

You and Jim check with
the phone company.

See if service
was scheduled

to any of the three
victims' homes before
they were killed.

And if so, who made
the service calls?

So how much can you
give me for it?

And you know me,
we've worked
together before.

Sure. I remember.

Not bad.

I've to wash it up
a little bit.

Get my glass.
Get a better
look at it.

(DIALING)

(SOFTLY) Sergeant Hooker.
Urgent.

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

Well, get hold of him.
It's important.

Tell him Morey has
something for him.

All three women
had telephone
repair service

in the last
three months.

And it looks like
all the victims had
service calls

only a week or so
before their murders.

Is there any way
of knowing

who the repairmen
were on those jobs?

Oh, of course.
Got it right here.

You know,
the company
is very careful

in selecting
its employees.

And I don't want
to believe it was
anyone working for us.

Here it is.

One man did all
three repair jobs.

Name's Tanner.
Cliff Tanner.

We'll need his
personnel file
and photo ID,

Mr. Vickers.

I'll get them
for you.

Thank you.

And then we'd better
get a hold of Hooker.

Soon as I got on
the phone, he's gone.

Left this behind.

Antique gold with small
diamonds and an emerald,

just like on the list
you gave me.

What about the guy?
What'd he look like?

Hmm.

Thirty,
six foot tall,

beard, blond hair.

Gives us
something to go on.

Yeah, he's not your
average schnook.

JIM: Hey, Hooker.

I think we
ID'd the rapist.

The same phone repairman
was at all the
victims' apartments

just a few days
before they
were killed.

Recognize him?

Yeah, that's him.
That's the guy.

Do you know where
we can find him?

We checked out
his next scheduled
service call,

but he wasn't there.

Detectives have it
staked out in case
he shows up.

He just might be making
an unscheduled stop.

We need a list of all the
service calls he's made
in the last two weeks.

We already got it.

We narrowed it down,
eliminating anyone
who wasn't

young, female
and living alone.

There's only four left.

How many in the
Marina area?

Just two.

You take one,
we'll take the other.
Let's roll.

JUDY: Who is it?

Phone company.

Uh, sorry to trouble
you again, ma'am.

Oh, what's
the problem?

You said you
repaired it
last time.

I know. We've had
some complaints,

so we think
maybe the trouble's
coming from here.

After all the time
you spent on
my phone?

I know.

What are you
guys doing?

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

(SCREAMING)

I don't see his truck.

Maybe he parked it
around back.

There he is.

Seal off the alley.

(SIREN BLARING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(SIREN WAILING AT DISTANCE)

(JUDY BREATHING SHAKILY)

Sorry, sweet stuff.

I can't leave
any witnesses.

(BRAKES SCREECHING)

(SIREN WAILING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(TIRES SQUEALING)

(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)

Don't touch the car.

Get him out.

We got him, Hooker.

We got someone, junior.

Someone who isn't
wearing tennis shoes

HOOKER: Thank you.

(POLICE RADIO
CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY)

Hooker.

This is Frank Bryce,

lineman, works
the Marina area.

Heard you're asking
about Cliff Tanner.

Can you tell us
something about him?

Well, he worked here
for a couple of years,
but I hardly knew him.

He was a loner.

Still, I'd like you
to try and remember
any names he mentioned.

The way he kept to himself,
that was enough to keep me

going in the
opposite direction.

But I gotta tell you,
it shakes you up
when you find out

a guy you've
been working with

is the Marina Rapist.

Two of the men
we've talked to

said that Tanner
wore boots.

Is that so?

Most of us wear
athletic shoes
these days.

Makes it easier climbing
around attics and places,

when you're working
on phone lines.

If you
think of anything
we ought to know,

here, give me
a call.

(SIGHS)

Sergeant, erm,

Tanner's dead.
Why you asking
these questions?

We like to make sure
that we've covered
all the bases

before we close
a case.

Pretty thorough, huh?

Guess you'd
have to be to catch
the Marina Rapist.

How did you, uh...

How'd you guys
know it was Tanner?

Police business,
Mr. Bryce.

Looks like
you were right.

We got the wrong guy.

It's not going to make
Sheridan very happy.

(POLICE RADIO
CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY)

DENNIS: Hey,
nice work, Hooker.

Of course,
the detectives
weren't too thrilled

that you picked up
the gold ring.

Brass ring.

I don't think Tanner's
the Marina Rapist.

JIM: You gotta
be kidding,

Tanner tried to
hock Linda's ring

he was in all the
other victims' pads.

How can you say
he's the wrong man?

The witness
at Linda Stevens'
apartment building

said the rapist
had tennis shoes.

Tanner only wore
work boots.

People have
been known to own

more than one kind
of shoe, Hooker.

Not Tanner. Just boots.

Then there was the way
he strolled out of
that coed's building,

not a worry in the world
till he saw us.

But the coroner's report said
he didn't complete the act,

that he was interrupted.

I think he was
interrupted by us

chasing Tanner.

The real rapist
heard us and split.

Two rapists, is that
what you're saying?

One rapist, one robber.

Tanner did the robbing,

the other man,

tied to Tanner in some
kind of sick partnership,

he's the one who rapes

and murders.

I don't buy it,

not without more
than a theory.

The Marina Rapist is dead.

We know Tanner's
not the rapist,

but the Captain's right.
There's no way we can
prove it, Hooker.

There is one way.

Convince Linda to release
the test results.

If they don't match Tanner,
then we'll know.

(SIGHS)

Hooker, please.

Linda's in real
emotional trouble.

If you start
pressuring her

for the test results...

we may keep the rapist
from killing another
innocent victim.

I understand that,
but she's been through
so much...

HOOKER: Linda's
already a victim.

Our priority is to
do our job.

It just
seems so cold...

if there was
another way,
I'd take it.

Thank you very much.

Hooker, I heard
the good news,

you caught the
Marina Rapist.

but...

Hooker thinks
the man we caught

may have had a partner
who's the real rapist.

I think Linda's test results
will back that up.

I just phoned Stacy.

I told her that
I thought Linda

should stay here
again tonight.

She's still
quite disturbed.

How long do you
think it will be

before she can talk about it?

I know it's tough,
but she has to realize

how important it is
for us to do our job

and find the rapist.

She realizes,

but she's on
an emotional
rollercoaster.

The first response
a rape victim feels

is shock,

followed by disbelief.

Once the realization of
what happened settles in,

the victims invariably feel

shame and guilt.

She feels there's something
more she could've done

to prevent the rape.

Exactly.

The next response
is depression,

overwhelming feelings
of helplessness,

followed by fear,

anger and anxiety,

which is where she is now.

Look, I don't want to
hurt her any more than
she's already been hurt,

but if the rapist is out
there, we gotta know that.

(SMACKS LIPS)
Yeah.

She's in the yard.

Thank you.

Linda.

Please, you've
caught the rapist,

now leave me alone.

I don't think the man we got
is the man who attacked you.

I think the killer's
still out there.

I think he's
going to kill again,

unless you help us stop him.

Hooker, nothing's changed.

I told you, I don't
want to lose Dan.

Think about it, Linda,

is it fair to Dan?

What happens
the day he finds out,

and he will, you know it.

I want to tell him

but I can't.

Give him a chance,

give him time.

Give yourself time.

Linda, fight back.

Help me make
that man pay for
what he did to you.

I want to catch him.

I want him bad.

And you're the
only one who can
make that happen.

Okay...

You can have my tests.

Well, that's a start.

Would you like me to
talk to Dan for you?

It would help me.

I'll tell him that
you want to see him.

HOOKER: I got it!

Linda agreed to
release the test results.

Do you remember
the rapist's blood type?

Then it wasn't Tanner.

The coroner said
his blood was Type O.

The lineman we talked to
said that Tanner was a loner.

Doesn't figure that he'd
develop a relationship

with a psycho killer
overnight.

Then we'll dig into
Tanner's background,

see what we
could turn.

I'll go get Linda's
test results for you.

Besides the
rapist's blood type,

I've collected
a few strands of hair.

Good, that will give us
enough evidence for
a conclusive I.D.

when we do nail him.

Tell Jim and Stacy
to give you a hand
checking out Tanner.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Who is it?

I thought you
fixed it last week.

This is just
a follow-up call,
ma'am.

We still have some
problems in the area.

(SIGHS)

I don't understand.

Seems to be
working all right.

Honey, where'd you
hide my blazer?

It's in the
closet, darling.

HUSBAND: I'm supposed to be
at the office in 20 minutes.

I gotta run, or the
boss'll have my head.

Hey, is this...

Is this your
only telephone?

Uh-uh, we have one in the
kitchen and the bedroom.

I seem to be a little
out of sync today.

I gotta... I gotta
check the junction box.

You gonna be here
for a while?

Till 4:00.

Thank you.

Dan.

Linda asked me to
stop by and talk to you.

Then I was right,

that she...

Raped.

Go ahead, say it.

Spit it out,
get rid of it.

Why, huh?

Why Linda of all people?

What kind of an animal
would do a thing like that?

A sick animal.

One that would've killed her
if he hadn't been scared away.

Linda's lucky to be alive.

Trouble is, she doesn't
feel that way right now.

She needs your reassurance.

She needs to know
that you still

feel the same way about her.

The same?

How the hell can I?

Any man who gives
a damn about his woman

how could he feel anything

but sick, anger?

To get past those feelings,
you're gonna need help.

That's what the
Rape Center is all about.

It's for all the victims.

You're a victim too, Dan,

almost as much as Linda.

I can't even think about it,
let alone talk to someone.

I think you'll
change your mind.

Like I say, she needs you,
she needs to talk to you.

The two of you have
a lifetime of happiness
ahead of you,

but it's up to you.

Get your act together,
and go to her.

Don't make a mistake

that you'll regret
the rest of your life.

Collins, George.

Isn't he an installer?

It's a Robert Collins.

Isn't your
watch over?

Yeah.

We're trying to find
Tanner's partner.

The guy at the
phone company

said that Tanner
was a loner.

Trying to find
an employee who
goes back with him.

You figure
they had a long-time
relationship?

They shared rape
and murder,

for that,
they'd have to
be pretty close.

We're cross-checking the
Municipal Phone Company's
personnel records

with Tanner's
school rosters,

Army records,
stuff like that.

I'll see if I can
pull some staff

to give you
a hand in here.

You got
a Frank Edmond?

Edwards,
Francine,

not even close.

What about
a Frank Bryce?

Same platoon,
both stateside
and overseas.

Stacy, don't
bother checking.

That's him.

The guy we
talked to, Bryce.

Jim, call the phone
company dispatcher.

See if you can find out
where Bryce is supposed
to be right now.

And if you find him,
bring him in.

You want some units
sent over to Bryce's
apartment?

Right.

We'll pick up a warrant to get
into Bryce's company locker.

I saw something
that I want to see again

up close.

(RADIO BEEPING)

DISPATCHER: (ON RADIO)
Four-Adam-Thirty, meet
Four-Adam-Sixteen on tac-two.

See if you can find
someone with authority
in the office

to open up the lockers.

Four-Adam-Thirty. Roger.

This is Thirty,
go, Sixteen.

We checked
Bryce's route.

He should be
at his second stop,

but he's nowhere
in sight.

We'll let you know
if we come up with
anything on this end.

VINCE: Hooker.

This is Mr. Vickers,

he's the supervisor
Jim and Stacy talked to.

Can you open up
Frank Bryce's locker?

Well, that is
company property.

It's important.

What're we
looking for?

These.

Old routing sheets.
I noticed one had
a name circled.

More than one,
Alice Gardner.

Victim number
three.

Kathy Freeman.

Here's one
that's circled

who isn't a victim,
not yet anyway.

Judy Kilmer,
1649 Appian Way.

Thank you very much
for your help.

(POLICE RADIO
CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Who is it?

BRYCE: Telephone company.

I was right.
I checked
the junction box.

Something here
is causing static
on your neighbor's line.

Well, could
you hurry?

I'm on my way
to the airport.

Let me take that.

It'll only
take a minute.

What are you doing?

(GRUNTS)

VINCE: Phone company truck.
He's here.

HOOKER: Call for backup.

Four-Adam-Thirty needs
back up at 424 Surf View.

Possible 261 in progress.

Nice try, sweet stuff.

HOOKER: Call an ambulance.

(GUN FIRES)

(GUN CLICKING)

All right, Bryce, give it up!
You haven't got a chance.

(GRUNTS)

All right, I want you
to come up behind me,

as if you were an
attacker, like this.

I'll show you
how to get out...

You and your people
have helped us
so much.

Is something wrong?

It's just that I leaned
on Stacy a little
bit too hard

when she went
to protect Linda.

I owe her an apology.

STACY: Hooker.

I didn't get a chance
to talk to you
at roll call.

Stacy, I've got
something to tell
you first.

No, me first.

No, no, no, what
I have to say is
very important...

Hooker, I know you're
a sergeant and Stacy's
only a rookie,

but this time let
her speak first,
okay?

Pam,
Linda and Dan
are inside.

Why don't you give
them a hand picking out
the wedding invitations?

(CHUCKLES)

I want to apologize.

Stacy, you do...

I've been listening to you
and taking your advice

ever since you taught
me about crossing
streets at the corner.

And a lot of people,
including some of
my own family,

weren't too keen on
my joining the Department,

but you convinced
me to take a stand.

One of my better moves.

This time,
I let my emotions

get in the way
of an investigation.

I acted with my feelings
not my head.

I made a mistake.

You're allowed...

One.

Okay.

Now, what did you
wanna say?

I forgot. Couldn't have
been very important.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)