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(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(GUN SHOT)

He's dead.

Hooker's dead.

(GASPS)

Hooker is...

...dead.

Wasn't Hooker supposed to be
back from Oregon last night?

Yeah, but I didn't see him
in the locker room,

and Romano was looking
for him at roll call.

Hope there's no problem.

If there is,
Hooker'll take care of it.

He still treats Fran more
like a wife, than an ex-wife.

Hey, Hooker.

Everything okay?

I wanted to spend as much time
as I could with the kids

they're getting so big,
they're changing so fast.

He's just made in time
for roll call. Missed the
madhouse at the precinct.

There's still nothing new
on the Rand kidnapping.

It'd sure help if the FBI
were in on it,

but they won't jump in
because the parents
asked them not to.

Kidnapper's a hard-case,
insists on no feds.

They even brought in
a psychic to help.

A woman who's
worked on some
heavy cases.

(SCOFFS)

She's got
a solid reputation.

Mystical mumbo-jumbo isn't
going to solve this case.

It's going to take good,
solid police work.

Oh, come on, what about
the psychic in Florida?

He found a little boy
who was missing for
three weeks.

Read the reports again,
will you?

Look between the lines,
you'll see it was
solid police work

that took them to the
same place that the psychic
conjured up in his head.

Oh.

VINCE: Yeah.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

HOOKER: A burrito?

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

BARTON: Tell us once more,
girls.

What happened the
last time you saw Amy?

The three of us were
coming out of dance class,

and Mary and I forgot
our leg warmers

so we went back to get them.

And when we got to the door,
we looked back.

That's when the maroon car
drove up and the man got out
to talk to Amy.

And you didn't hear
anything he said?

Right.
We were too far away.

And he only talked
to Amy for a second.

Then he took her arm
and made her go into the car.

Are you sure that neither
of you can tell me what
the man looked like?

We already told the other
officers before,

we couldn't see their faces.

All right, ladies.
Thank you very much
for helping us.

Your parents are waiting
down the hall.

The officer will take you.

(SIGHS)

Oh, Lieutenant,
no matter how hard I try,

I can't seem to get
anything more.

A location?
A street sign?

Oh, Lieutenant,
my head is pounding,

I haven't been able
to sleep.

I'm trying as hard as I can.

BARTON: The kidnappers have
moved the deadline twice,

so the family
can raise the ransom

I don't think
they'll move it again.

Well, I'll just take Amy's
picture and...

(GUN SHOT)

Lieutenant, that officer,
who is he?

BARTON:
That's Sergeant Hooker.

Do you know him?

No, not really.

Can I work with him on this?

With Hooker?

Why?

He's a street cop,
he jockeys
a black-and-white.

Lieutenant, we're not
getting anywhere,

and the Deputy Chief
said you're to give me all
the help you can.

Please trust me.

I think it would help
if Hooker were with me.

I'll tell you,
at this point,
I'll try anything.

Hooker, over here!

Julia Hudson,
Sergeant Hooker.

Yeah, I heard you were
working on the Amy Rand
kidnapping.

That's right.

As of now, you are, too,
Hooker.

I'm what?

Oh, don't worry, I'll
clear it with the Captain.

Don't I have anything
to say about this?

Three stripes,
Gold shield.

It's called pulling rank.

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

Barton here.

Yeah, all right,
I'll be right there.

You two get acquainted,
I'll catch up with you later.

Yeah. So, Miss Hudson...

Oh, please call me Julia.

I don't expect we'll know
each other long enough
for first names.

No offense,
but I don't believe in
psychics.

Hooker. Hooker,
I don't give a damn
what you think of me,

but the little girl who was
kidnapped needs your help,

and so do her parents.

At least come to their house
with me, talk to them,

before you make up
your iron-clad mind.

All right, one stop,

for the little girl
and her parents.

And then, that's it.

Let's make this fast,
will you?

My partner's back in the
precinct shuffling papers,

and he's paid
to patrol the streets.

Look, Hooker,
I know you think that
what I do is a waste of time.

But it's not.

For some unexplained reason,
I pick up vibrations.

Visions of things
that come to pass.

Maybe you just have
a strong intuitive mind?

Look, Hooker,
you don't know
what it's like.

Knowing things that
nobody else does,

things you don't want to know.

Isn't it possible that
what you have to say
people don't want to hear?

I can't stand by
and do nothing,

not if there's
the slightest chance
that I can help somebody,

like Amy Rand.

I wish I believed you could.

You think I'm a wacko,
don't you?

I don't say that
you don't care for people,
that you want to help them.

But you do too, right?

So, perhaps we have something
in common after all.

Julia, has something happened?

Some clue about Amy?

No, Louise, no clues yet.

Are you going to give
the detectives a hand,
Sergeant?

Well, I thought I'd just
familiarize myself with
the case, Mr. Rand.

If it's all right with you,
I'll go back to Amy's room,
while you talk.

Of course,

maybe this time.

Forgive my observation.

But you don't seem like
a family who'd be targeted
for a kidnapping.

I know.

We've been going
through pure hell,

trying to put together
$100,000 ransom.

But every time I add it up,
we come out short.

I don't know
what we're going to do
when the kidnappers won't

give us any more time.

We've mortgaged the house,
sold the car,

but we still need almost
$30,000 to get Amy back safe.

(WEEPING)

She'll be all right,

give us a few minutes.

Yes, of course.

It's all right.

It's all right.

Stuffed animal...

A lamb.

Child's hands holding it.

They're Amy's hands.
I know it.

A man...

...the kidnapper.

I can't see his face.

(GASPS)

Their faces never
seem to come clear, I

just keep seeing poor Amy.

Hooker, please don't tell
her parents about this.

I don't want to get
their hopes up.

Count on it.
It's our secret.

There's no end
to these reports,

and lists of
possible suspects.

Gathering all this
information was a tough go,
with no FBI to help.

The brass put everything
they had into helping.

Including a high-class
fortune teller.

Back off, partner.
Give her a break,
will you?

Nobody gets a break
on this one.

The Rands are decent,
ordinary people

who've had to mortgage
everything they've ever made

to ransom their
little girl's life

from some maggot
who's probably planning
to kill her anyway.

Barton's checked out
every known offender.

Everybody who's
worked with Sam Rand
or knew the family.

Detectives checked them all
to see if they had records.

Waylon Gilbert.

There couldn't be
two Waylon Gilberts.

His name's been checked off,
meaning no record.

Waylon Gilbert...

Roomed with a guy
by the name of Sal Genero,

who I busted for extortion.

We didn't book Gilbert
because he wasn't involved.

From extortion to kidnapping.
Not a big reach.

Detectives didn't pick up
on Gilbert because
he didn't have a record.

Now check this,
Gilbert worked
at the machine shop

where Amy's father
is employed

until a week before
her abduction.

You think Gilbert
may have learned from
his old roommate?

That or Genero's out,
and trying to find
bigger things.

Stacy, Corrigan,
would you like to check
Genero out?

You know it.

Let's go, partner,
let's go find
our Waylon Gilbert.

HOOKER: Waylon,
hold it right there!

Cover the rear!

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Hold it right there, Waylon.
Hold it!

Come on, come on.

Move it.

If you try running anymore,
you aren't gonna walk
for a week.

Whatcha doin', Hooker?
I got no beef with the law.

Then what're you shaking for?
What're you afraid of?

It's you, Hooker.
You make me nervous.

Oh, really?

Looks like you picked up
some bad habits since
I busted your roommate.

Sal?

No, no, I swear,

it's my thyroid,
I shake all the time.

And I never want to hear about
that Sal Genero again.

He's 20 miles of bad road.

Its 20 years of
hard labor for you,

if you helped set up
the Rand kidnapping.

Kidnapping!

Come on, Hooker,
I wash cars.

You worked with Sam Rand
at the machine shop,

then quit a week before
his daughter was kidnapped.

Did you set her up?

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

What rock is Genero
hiding under these days?

I don't know if he's out,
I'd tell you if I did.

You don't look well, Waylon.

Maybe you'll remember
better in a hospital bed.

While you're at it,
you can check your thyroid.

Carla Bendix.

Sally used to be married
to Carla Bendix.

She might know.

Okay, Waylon,
you earned yourself a pass,
go on.

Get yourself a new
prescription for
your thyroid,

something legal.

(GUN SHOT)

Ahhh.

(WEEPING)

MAN: I'll call you
at 8:00 sharp,
with details on the drop.

This is the last tape
you're going to get,
Mr. Rand.

I'm through waiting.
You have all the money,

every penny of it, by 8:00.

So far,
you daughter's still alive.

AMY: Mommy, Dad.

I'm not hurt.

I'm okay.

But I miss you.

MAN: You don't
have it all tonight,

you'll never hear
that voice again.

(TAPE STOPS)

I couldn't let
my wife hear that.

They're very smart.
They're keeping Amy happy,

so she won't cause
them any trouble.

What am I going to do?

There's no way I can raise
$30,000 in 10 hours.

There are ways,
Mr. Rand.

I've run out of ways.

Mr. Rand, I'm sure
Sergeant Hooker has
something in mind.

We have to have the money
for the ransom drop,

to make the kidnappers
will think they've won.

When he picks it up,
we'll follow him back
to your daughter.

It's the only way to go.

I think that we've got to
keep trying to find
Amy before the ransom drop.

But you heard that animal,

what happens if
he doesn't get the money?

Like Miss Hudson said,
Mr. Rand.

I've got something in mind
about the rest of the money.

Look, why don't you go home?
Go to your wife.

All right.

You're getting something?

Yes.

She's in a room,

the stuffed animal is there,
the lamb.

There're other toys.

Anything else?

Sergeant Hooker,

have you recently been
involved in a case where
you worked in a cemetery

or a mausoleum?

I think I'd remember that.
Why?

Nothing.

Just tired I guess.

I'll, I'll take
this tape to S.I.D.,

see if they can get
anything else off it.

Although they didn't
from the others.

Thirty grand?

What, are you
holding out on me?

Go find Stacy and Corrigan,
see what they're doing
about locating Carla Bendix.

I'll pick you up in an hour.

Sergeant Hooker.

I'll be waiting for you, too.

(CARS HONKING)

(VIOLIN PLAYING)

God bless you.

Hey, Jeeter,
how you doing?

That you, Hooker?

Recognized me
by my voice, huh?

I want to talk to you,
Jeeter.

You're not going to
bust me for vagrancy
or anything?

Hey, I haven't done
that in years, have I?

Then what's this
all about?

I've got a problem.

You think you've got problems?
Look at me,

scraping by,
hand-to-mouth,
day-by-day.

Yeah, that's right.

Well, my problem just
involves a kid, little girl,

about nine years old.

You're talking about
your kid?

No, I'm talking
about the one
who got kidnapped.

Her father works
in a machine shop

and he's trying
to scrape together
the ransom money.

That's really terrible.

Who would squeeze a poor,
working family like that?

A killer, psycho,
who'll probably murder
the child

if he doesn't get
what he asks.

There must be some way
you could raise the money.

I tried.

Gone to the bank,
I tried to get a loan,

they needs
$30,000 bucks,

but you know
how banks are.

A cop doesn't make
the kind of money to
qualify for heavy loans.

My signature can't scratch
those kind of bucks.

I hate banks,

no heart.

Not like you, eh, Jeeter?

If I could help that girl,
save her life...

Co-sign the
bank note for me.

Come on, Jeeter,
bank tells me you're good
for a quarter of a mil.

Stock market's been
better for you than
I thought.

I've stopped hassling you,

dragging you in for your
various misdemeanors
because I found out

who you help with your money.

That halfway house downtown,
the men's mission.

Help, yeah,
but not $30,000 worth.

The kid's nine,

she'll never make it to
10 without that money.

I'll see to it you get
every penny back.

Hey, Hooker.

Don't worry about the money,
just see you get the kid back.

Four-Adam-Sixteen to
Four-Adam-Thirty.

Four-Adam-Thirty, go Sixteen.

We got a line
on Carla Bendix,

found out where she works.

A club on Comstock
called the Skin Shop.

Roger.
Thanks, Stace.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Glad you came?

(MUSIC STOPS)

(APPLAUSE)

Hooker?

What happened?
They bust you down
to uniform?

Who's your friend?

Lady who's working
a case with us.

Romano.

Are you looking for
a fourth for a double date?

We're looking for
Sal Genero, Carla.

The creep
I was married to?

I think he's dead.

Doubt we could be that lucky.
When was the last time
you saw him?

You sure are pushy,
Hooker, you know?

Some things never change,
Carla. What about it?

Look, I haven't seen Sal
since right before
they sent him up.

I swear.

I don't care if I never
see him again.

I'm trying to start
a new life for myself.

I can see.

If you hear from him,
call us. Let's go.

She's lying, Hooker.

You don't have to be
a psychic to know that.

MAN: Clayton Hotel.

Clayton Hotel. Hello?

Hello?

Thank you, Carla.
Time to get some clothes on.

We're gonna take you downtown,
so you don't spend your
hard-earned money

calling the wrong people.

Would you like
to do the honors, junior?

I'm sure he'd like to spend
a lot more time with me.

What, is everybody psychic?

(BUZZER BEEPING)

Don't bother.

You haven't got enough
time to warn them all.

You must have the
wrong address, Officer.

This is a respectable place.

Yeah, I know,
and you're the Tooth Fairy.

I'm looking for
Sal Genero.
What room's he in?

I don't have to
tell you nothing,

you've got no warrant.

Now listen here, hard-nose,

I can get a warrant,
but that takes time
and time is money.

Taxpayers' money,
and I don't want to waste
taxpayers' money.

The Sergeant's really being
very pleasant right now.

I don't think you would like
to see him mad.

He's in room 216.
But he ain't here now.

Where is he? At work?

Work? Genero?

He ain't worked since
he been out the joint.

Show me his room.

Yeah, I know
and you're a very honest man,
but I want to see for myself.

You get to the car,
go on, I mean it.

(DOOR OPENS)

Like I said, he's not here.

I didn't think he was.

I was looking
for something else...

...and I think I found it.

He wasn't there?

A pile of matchbooks,
from a lunch joint

in an industrial area.

So, he found
a restaurant he likes.

The clerk said
that Genero didn't work.

Question is,
what's he doing having lunch
in an industrial area?

Got the answer?

Why, no.

(ENGINE STARTS)

It figures.

You promised.

You said you'd take me home
a long time ago.

I want to see my mom and dad.

Hey, hey, hey,
it won't be long now, Amy.

You're gonna see your
mom and dad real soon.

Why don't we just make
the best of it for now, okay?

You want some ice cream?

Get her what
she wants, will you?

Tebbetts...

You treat her like
she's some kind of
little princess.

I'm keeping her quiet,
that isn't going
to last forever.

After tonight,
she won't be asking
any more questions.

What if her old man
can't come up with the
rest of the bread tonight?

Don't worry.

He'll get it.

(CAR HONKS)

What is it?

What's wrong?

I just felt Amy's presence.

She's very near.

You get back inside.

Hooker, I know
Amy's close by.

I'm gonna check
in the restaurant and
see if anyone knows Genero.

Genero.

Hold it.

A cop, he shot Genero.

We've got to
get out of here.

Take the kid out the back,
use the car.

Four-Adam-Thirty.

I feel it.
I know it.

DISPATCH:
Dispatch to Four-Adam-Thirty.
Go Thirty.

Request an ambulance
and a shooting team at
Mama's Kitchen

on the corner of
Commerce and Forth.

A man down.

He's running,
must have something
to do with Genero.

(SIREN WAILING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Hang on!

Get out of here, quick!

Quick!

You all right?

Hooker, I saw Amy
in that warehouse
and I lost her.

If you're right...

So did I.

How about the toys, Hooker?
Right out of Julia's vision.

One thing for sure,
this is where they were
holding her.

At least we know
she's still alive.

Probably until they get
the ransom,

less than four hours
from now.

We've run out of
time to find Amy.

We've got to nail
the kidnappers when
the drop goes down.

We can't take a chance
of following them,
and losing them.

Let me get you
to a hospital.

That diesel banged us
around pretty good.

I'll be all right,
I have to be.

The end, it's near.

That's Amy's ribbon.

JULIA: She's begin driven
along the road.

I knew she was
in that diesel cab.

No. A car.

The back seat.

The car is maroon,

the road winds,
through trees.

It's a maroon car,

it must be the one
Amy's friends told us about.

If you won't let me take
you to the hospital,

at least let me
get you a ride home,
you could use the rest.

How do you know?

ESP?

Yeah, maybe it's catching.

(CHANTING)

Patrol unit found
the diesel cab.

Stolen, S.I.D. said it's been
wiped clean.

Gives us nothing.

Our luck may be
running better.

Last time Genero
was in the slam,

he had a cellmate by the
name of Tony Aresco.

We checked him out
and guess what?

He's back on the street.

Paroled two months ago.

Talked to the warden.
This Aresco, he's a psycho.

Swore if he ever got out,
he'd make society
pick up the tab.

By holding kids like
Amy for ransom?

Off his record,
I don't think Aresco's
smart enough

to go after a child whose
family's got real money.

Afraid he couldn't
intimidate them,
that they'd call in the feds.

So he connects with
his ex-con buddy, Genero,

who squeezes
Waylon Gilbert for the name
of the right family.

And Gilbert fingers
the Rands.

I've got news for this Aresco.

He's on a collision
course with trouble.

7:00.

I want to be at the
Rands house for that
ransom call at 8:00.

We have a stop to
make along the way.

You know, it figures Aresco
would be on this.

He's nutso.

Ever meet him?

Once.

Sal had me set him up
with my girlfriend.

He beat her up so bad,
she ended up in a hospital.

Did she say
what set him off?

She was just
kidding around,

about him not being
able to make it with women,

like maybe he'd been
in prison too long.

Sounds like our boy
doesn't like his manhood
questioned.

I think you've given me
what I need, Carla.

I owe you one.

Don't think
I'll let you forget it.

Give us as much time
as you can to trace the call.

Keep him talking.

I'll try. But I'm afraid
he'll catch on.
What do I say?

Tell him that you
followed his instructions,

that you
didn't call the FBI.

(DOORBELL RINGS)

And then,
you might tell him
that, uh,

your wife is really upset.

And ask if she
can talk to Amy.

I think we know the identity
of the kidnapper.

A psycho named Tony Aresco.

(TELEPHONE RINGS)

This is Sam Rand.

I'm going to
tell this to you
just once.

Take the money
to the phone booth

at the corner
of Spring and Dayton.

At exactly nine,
I'll phone you,

and tell you
where to go from there.

Don't play any games.
I'll be watching you.

Listen, don't hang up.

So long, Rand.

Please wait!

Aresco,
hold on a minute.

Who's this?

The name is Hooker.

I'm a cop.

We met yesterday
outside of Mama's Kitchen.

That's as close
as you're ever gonna get
to me, blueboy.

What's the matter, Aresco,
aren't you man enough
to face me?

That's what I heard about you,

from a girl I know.

Shut up! You hear me!

Yeah, she said you talk big,

but all you can do
with a girl
is beat her up.

(BREATHING RAGGEDLY)
All right, Hooker.

You just bought
yourself a funeral!

But first,
you are gonna sweat.

You're gonna deliver
the money to me.

In person.

If you don't show,
the kid has had it.

He wants you
to deliver the ransom,
doesn't he?

No more than I want
to deliver it.

Hooker, you can't.

What are you
talking about?

I should have
told you this before.
I should have warned you

I've had the same vision
over and over again.

You're carrying the ransom

and you get shot.

Killed.

(TRAFFIC NOISES)

This has gotta work.

Aresco's ready to crack.

If we blow it,
it's all over for Amy.

If we blow it,
it'll be all over for Hooker.

Some plan...

Using yourself as bait
to smoke out a psycho.

Hooker'll be all right.

He's wired
and he's got eighteen years
of experience behind him.

He's gonna need it.

(TELEPHONE RINGS)

Hooker.

ARESCO: Right
on time, Hooker.

Very good.

Where's the girl?

In due time, friend.

First, we'll have
a little fun.

Take off your wire.

I'm not wearing one.

You want her back in pieces?

I can see you!

Take it off!

HOOKER: All right,
all right. Take it easy.

Wire's coming off.

I don't like it.

ARESCO: Now throw it out.

All right.

You know the phones
in Dixon Park?

HOOKER: Yeah,
the ones by the entrance.

ARESCO: You got
five minutes to get there.

Hold on, Aresco.

Dixon Park's
more than a mile away!

Then I'd say,
you better get moving.

Dixon Park.

I'm on my way.
We got five minutes.

Experience.

I told you.

Hooker was smart enough
to rig a second wire.

(CARS HONKING)

(PHONE RINGING)

(PHONE CONTINUES RINGING)

Okay. I'm here.

ARESCO: Not bad, Cop.

Let's see how good
you really are.

Aresco, stop playing games.

ARESCO: Why?
Not having fun?

You got eight minutes
to get to the phone
at 5th and Main.

5th and Main?

I can't make that.

That's your problem.

Yours and a little girl's.

He'll never make it
to 5th and Main on foot.

Hold it!

Hold it!
Hold on a minute.
I gotta get to 5th and Main.

Would you hold it?
Open the door!

5th and Main.

Hurry, please.

HOOKER: I caught a bus.

I'm gonna be okay.

(HONKING)

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello!

ARESCO: Having
a tough evening, blue suit?

No sweat.

We'll see.

The mausoleum chapel

in the Westside Cemetery.

You got five minutes
to get there.

Hold it. Hold it!

I'm in a big hurry.

Take me to the...

(STATIC) ...five minutes
to get there.

Get where? Where?

Come on, Hooker.
Say it again.

All we can do is wait
and hope he gets
to talking soon.

I'm at the cemetery.

Cemetery.

Five minutes away...

Got a feeling this is
the end of the road.

And I have a hunch
Amy isn't with him.

Julia had a vision...

Amy in a maroon car.

Maybe it's around here.

Find it.

I'll see if I can find Hooker.

We'll look
for the maroon car.

That could be the car.

Be careful.

Get out of the car
with your hands up.
Get out!

Put your hands
on the roof.

(GRUNTS)

Keep 'em apart.

Put your hands
behind your head.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Amy, I'm a police officer.

You'll be back
with your parents real soon.

Aresco.

Where are ya?

I hope you've said
your prayers, Hooker.

Where's the girl?

You'11 be meeting her

real soon.

In the hereafter.

I brought the money.

Let the girl go.

I say what happens.

Now...

Slowly...

Use your left hand,

reach around,

take out your gun.

The girl.

First the suitcase.

Put it down.

Nice and easy.

You are one dead cop.

Hooker!

He's dead.

Hooker's dead.

(BLOWING)

(RUNNING FOOTSTEPS)

JIM: I got a pulse.

Don't stop. Don't stop.
I'll get an ambulance.

This hospital life's
gotta be getting you down,
Hooker.

Well, I can't complain.

Wanda here is gonna
come back later to do
her dance with the doves.

Oh, yeah?
Well, shove over,

you're gonna have
some company. Me.

Something tells me
it's time to go.

Jim, did you talk
to the psychiatrist?

Yeah. Yeah. He feels
Amy's recovering nicely.

Shouldn't have any
lasting emotional scars.

Get some rest.
We'll be back soon.

Hi. Hey.

Oh, Hooker,
you're looking good.

Feeling good.

Especially about the way
things worked out.

Tell me. Have you
changed your mind
about parapsychology?

That's a loaded question.

But maybe I'll do
a little research

on the subject
when I get out of here.

Oh, good. Now
we're making progress.

What about psychics?
Changed your mind?

Nope.

Hooker, Julia knew
Amy wasn't in the truck.

Right. And I also saw
that stuffed animal.

And the maroon car.

But she wasn't right
about everything.

I'm still here.

(LAUGHS)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)