All language subtitles for Adam-12.S01E13.Log.122.The.Thief.Who.Stole.Christmas

1-Adam-12, 1-Adam-12,

possible 459 suspects there now.

1-Adam-12, 1-Adam-12,

a 415, man with a gun.

1-Adam-12, no warrant.
Lincoln, X-Ray, Ida 483.

1-Adam-12, a 415, fight
group with chains and knives.

Male Caucasian, 5' 9 " or 10".

Black and brown, 160 to 170,

wearing white
shirt, green trousers.

Tattoo, "Death before
dishonor", on right forearm.

Probably, carrying a 9
mm blue-steel automatic.

Wanted by Hollywood detectives.

DR number, 4709586.

That's all I've got.

We're going to skip roll-call
training and inspection today

to give you time to get
these bags out into your cars.

Deliver them as soon
as you can, before dark

if possible, in case you
get hung-up later on.

I believe they're
laid out in order.

Right, low cars start
over in that corner.

All right, unless somebody
has something, that's it.

It looks like, we're gonna
have to make a couple trips.

At least, they're not too heavy.

Now, hold it a minute.

I almost forgot.

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas!
Merry Christmas!

Let's leave this stuff here

until we find it out how
she wants us to get it in.

Hi! Hi, Mary!

Bill! Go tell Mom,
the police are here!

The application went
through for us, huh?

Sure did.

Oh, that's great!

I guess, you'd like to surprise

the rest of the kids, huh?

If you like, we can take
them around back for you.

I don't know. Wait a
minute. Let me ask Mother.

Harvey, don't you eat
the glue off your fingers.

Hi, Harvey.

How're you doing?

Pretty good.

Did you make that yourself?

Uh-huh.

What you gonna do with
it? Hang it on the tree?

That's what it's for.
Hanging on the tree.

Sure is pretty.

It's not done, yet. I'm
gonna make it long.

Real, real long.

What I want is a dump truck.

No kidding.

A yellow dump truck.

What would you do with it?

Put stuff in it and raise up
the back and dump it out.

Even you ought to know that.

We got a pile of dirt out back,

and I'm going to dump that.

Suppose Santa brings
you something else?

A dump truck.

There are awful lot
of other nice toys.

A dump truck.

A yellow dump truck.

Mary, take him inside

and close the door.

And don't let him put
his fingers in his mouth.

Come on, Harvey.

It's only flour paste but
he picks up everything.

But all I need's for him
to get sick, just now.

I was just going out.

We've got a whole bagful of
toys in the car for you, Mrs. Ward.

Mary told me.

The children are all home

and I'd like not to
bring them in just now.

I can't promise when
we'd get back this way.

I was going to the Big
Basket. The market?

Could you meet me
there in about an hour?

I don't see why not, sure.

Then I could put them
right in my car. Okay.

You don't know what
this is going to mean.

I told the children not to
expect anything at all this year.

I don't think you got
through to Harvey.

He told you about
the dump truck?

Mmm-hmm.

I don't suppose there's
anything like that?

I doubt it.

The Department can
only give out the things

they collected, whatever's
donated, you know.

Well, as long as he has something
to play with he'll be happy.

We'll see you at the market.

I'll be waiting for you.

Any dump trucks?

No.

Malloy?

Yeah?

It's kind of a shame. You
know, what we could do?

No. No, what?

No, we're not going to buy
Harvey a yellow dump truck.

Well, I've got a
couple of bucks.

I thought maybe we could
split... Forget it. Who's next?

Merry Christmas, Mr. Kerr.

Doggone.

I mean, I sure appreciate it.

You and the kids have
a nice day tomorrow.

Hey.

Merry Christmas!

Thanks!

Uh...

I guess I sound pretty
hard-hearted, huh?

No. I understand.

Uh, Mr. Kerr, Tremaynes, I guess
they all need a lot of things, too.

That's right.

Besides, you can't
let yourself get all

bent out of shape,
every time you see

somebody unhappy on this job.

Get involved up to a point

beyond that you'll go
screaming up the walls.

Yeah. I guess you're right.

I'll tell you somethin' funny.

The one Christmas
that sticks in my mind.

I couldn't have been
much older than Harvey.

During the war, my
father was overseas.

And I wanted an air
rifle in the worst way.

And my mother must've
been having a pretty hard time.

'Cause what I wound up
with, was a sack of marbles.

But, you know, I... I can't
remember a better Christmas.

'Cause we all had this
good, warm feeling, you know.

Yeah. We had
times like that, too.

Sometimes having trouble

brings a family closer together.

Yeah.

Anyway, Harvey'll probably
open whatever he gets

and have the time of his life.

Sure.

Kids get these ideas and
forget them just as fast.

That's right. Next week, he'll probably
want something else altogether.

Mmm-hmm. Like you said,

you can't let
yourself get involved.

That's right!

You do, you break
your heart twice a day.

Yeah.

Reed?

Yeah?

Can you spare about $3?

Yeah, but I thought you just...

Let me have it.

And don't forget,
it's gotta be yellow.

Merry Christmas, Mrs. Ward.

Thanks and I hope you
have a Happy New Year.

You shouldn't have done that.

Done what?

All right. All right.

I won't ask where it came from.

Hey, hey, hey, now,
that's not the idea.

I know, I know.

Thank you.

Hey, let's get the rest of the
stuff delivered, before dark.

Pete, you know, sometimes,
you really confuse me.

You don't believe
everything I tell you, do you?

Pretty much, yeah.

That's right, you should.

Except, when I'm
talking through my hat.

See, that Christmas,
I told you about?

One of the things I remember
was how disappointed I was

when I saw that
crummy sack of marbles.

Pete, look out!

Merry Christmas!

I think, he just wished
us a Merry Christmas.

He's waving us on past.

You! In the green Chevy.

Pull over to the curb and stop!

Pull over to the curb and stop!

Hit your brakes!

What seems to be the trouble?

Mr. Haines, are
you sick or injured?

Boy, are you
confused. I'm not sick!

I'm smashed!

Nice of you to ask, though.

Considerate. That's
what he is. Considerate.

Couple of whiffs in
here, you're ready

for the breathalyzer, yourself.

All yours, Malloy. How'd I do?

Blew yourself a 2-8.
What's the record?

Come on, let's get you booked
and bedded down, friend.

Beat that if you can!

You off, tomorrow?
No, I'm working.

Ah, that's too bad.

Why? I asked for it.

You're kiddin'. No.

But, don't tell my wife.

They're supposed to go to
his mother-in-law's for dinner.

I see what you mean.

What's that?

It's an ampoule
of acid, Mr. Haines.

Oh, we get along all
right, you understand.

But the whole
family'll be there.

Aunts, uncles, cousins,
people I never saw before.

♪♪

I wind up with a headache and
half a turkey wing, always do.

Hey, cut that out!
That's next week

Keep it down.

♪ Jingle bells, jingle bells ♪♪

Would you just keep quiet?

Somebody is got to go back
and straighten those guys out.

Be patient. You'll
probably get your chance.

You... You know Jingle Bells?

Not now.

What's the matter, buddy?

You got something
against Jingle Bells?

No, just don't make
so much noise.

You know about those toys?

There's this
family, the Hinsons.

Must have had
ten kids, under six.

Uh, four.

Well, it seems like ten.

They swarm on you, like puppies.

I'm sitting in the car,

with one of them on
my knee, talking to him.

A call comes down, a 459 silent.

So, I start trying to
get rid of the kids.

As fast as I pulled one off,

two more jump on.

And this guy, he sat
there, laughing like a hyena.

What was really funny was, they
were eating peanut butter sandwiches.

Okay, Mr. Haines. You get
your own personal mouthpiece.

Just give me a good,
steady breath, right in there.

Pete,

did you ever reach
in your pocket,

to find a peanut
butter sandwich?

That's fine.

♪ Jingle bells, jingle
bells, jingle all the way ♪♪

Hey, hey buddy. Why
don't you join in, hm?

You don't know Jingle Bells?

Anything you like. How
'bout, King Wenceslaus?

Come on, he can't hardly say it.

Uh, that's all right, I
can't hardly say it, myself.

Mr. Haines, you
blew yourself a 3-1.

I don't think, you're gonna
feel too sharp in the morning.

Ah, anything you say.

He's all yours.
Come on, let's go.

Merry Christmas!

Hey, hey.

Merry Christmas, buddy!

Uh, Mrs. Ward!

What are you doing down here?

Somebody stole my car.

And I... I came
down to report it.

What happened?

I picked up the TV set.
It was being repaired.

They only charged
me for the parts,

so, the kids'd have
it for tomorrow.

Then I went to this
Christmas tree lot,

and somebody stole my car.

I already told them
all about it at the desk.

Signed the papers.

Which lot was it?

The one on Sixth and Van Arden.

If you go by late, you can
sometimes pick one up cheap.

When I got back to the car,
with the tree, it was gone.

I never thought anyone
would steal an old car like that.

Some people'll steal
anything with wheels on it.

When I told the kids,
they'd have presents,

tomorrow morning.
They were wild.

Mary and I could
hardly get 'em to bed.

You took the toys out
of the car, didn't you?

No. I never got the chance.

That's great.

I don't know
what I'll tell them.

I'll just have to tell
them something.

Too tired to think
about it, right now.

I'm going home and go to bed.

Hey, lady! Merry Christmas!

Mr. Haines, your
timing is lousy.

What's wrong with the tree?

Wait... wait a
minute. It's... it's, uh,

got one of those wooden
stands under it, hasn't it?

Well, just... just give
it a couple of licks

under the bottom.
That'll... that'll do it.

Yeah.

It's gonna be late, looks like.

I know that.

Get there, as soon as I can.

Like I told you,

just get a hammer and
give it a couple of licks.

Yeah.

Yeah, okay, honey.

Yeah, bye.

We've got a problem, Jerry.
We could use some information.

You've got a problem?

Look, I've got three
suspects to question, yet.

I won't get out of here
before 2:00, even if I'm lucky.

Then, I gotta go home.

Gotta bolt together one of
those, do-it-your-self pedal cars.

My youngest is
gonna be up by 5:00.

I know it, 'cause
he was last year.

Anyhoo, what can I do for you?

Lady had a blue,
'59 Pontiac stolen.

From Sixth and Van Arden.

That's a high-frequency area.

Yeah, I know.

What's special about it?

She's got her kids' Christmas
presents in the trunk.

We'd like to try and do some
good, if we can find the time.

Well...

What it is in that area,
mostly are kids joy-riding.

They hang around those
hamburger stands and drive-ins.

I just don't have any names or
descriptions, that'll do you any good.

You know where
they dump most of 'em.

Yeah.

Trunk-load of
Christmas toys, huh?

Yeah.

Well, that's rough.

If it is kids fooling around,

they might ditch
it about any place.

Wish I could be more help.

Have a Merry
Christmas, Sergeant.

Oh, I will, if I ever
get out of here.

Oh, Malloy,

they did pick up a couple
of ducks, earlier, this month

in that alley off of, uh...

Central, between Tenth and
Eleventh. You might try that.

Thanks, Jerry.

Well, you know any
place else to look?

No. Not unless you want to
take a swing up to the hills.

1-Adam-12, 1-Adam-12.

See the woman. A family dispute

2641, West Van Arden.

1-Adam-12, Roger.

A family dispute
on Christmas Eve?

Well, it's gotta be
one for the books.

Why can't you take me out
to dinner, once in a while?

Why don't you just wrap
it around the chicken...

God!

For Pete's sake, yeah,
what do you... Whoa!

Somebody called us. I did.

Don't you go near that
door, with my clothes.

All right, back
it off! I said stop.

What's the trouble?

I married a nut, that's
what the trouble is.

I don't know why you
called these people...

You're gettin' out of
here, tonight, Charlie.

Oh no. You're not putting
me out. Not on Christmas Eve.

All right, one at a time.

One at a time!

Sir.

Keep your voices down.

You wanna step over here.

Oh no, I'm not
leaving this door.

She'll throw more
of my stuff out.

Look. Why don't
you do what he says?

Maybe, we can get
this whole thing settled.

Yeah, come on, I'd like to
hear what you've got to say.

Okay, okay, I guess.

Well, you can understand
how I feel, seeing that,

same old, stale plastic
Christmas tree every year!

Oh, there she goes. All right!

That's my clothes
she's throwing out!

You come over here with me.

See, what I gotta put
up with. Oh, Boy. Yeah.

Now, what's the problem?

Well, I can't take it anymore.

I mean, I... I try
to save money.

He tells me, we have
to be careful and then

he goes out and he
spends it with both hands!

Mmm-hmm? Last
week I said to him:

I said, "Charlie,

Charlie, why don't you take
me out for Christmas dinner."

And he said it
would cost too much.

Well, I can't argue with
that, it does cost money.

So, I got a chicken.

I was gonna stuff it,

I... I planned a nice little
Christmas dinner, here.

Just the two of us.

And what did they deliver,
here, this afternoon?

A ham!

He got one of
those special hams,

that you gotta send away for.

$2, $2.25 a pound.

14 pounds of it, right
out there in the kitchen!

You could've taken
me out to dinner for that!

We'll get five meals
out of that ham!

And what do I do
with the chicken?

You really wanna know?
You can take that chicken...

All right, knock it off now.

Was that what
started it, the ham?

Well, I... I
mentioned it to him.

And then he started in

on the... on the Christmas tree.

I mean, I bought it. I
bought it to save money.

You can use it
again. But, oh, no.

No, no, not for him!

You've just gotta
get him out of here.

You've gotta get him
out of here. Right now.

I'm afraid, I can't do that.

But you stay right over
here and I'll go talk to him.

You've been drinking? Me?

Oh, no, no, I... I...

I guess what it is, I
must've spattered myself.

You see, when she knocked down
our Christmas tree and stomped on it.

I went in and I got that ham,

and threw it in my Wassail bowl.

In you what? My Wassail bowl!

You see, what I mean?

He's a nut!

Well, it's a punch!

It's warm ale, rum, some spices.

It's a traditional
Christmas drink.

I was making it
out in the kitchen.

And uh, you know what else?

He's been soaking
a fruit cake in brandy,

ever since Thanksgiving!

Ooh, I'm telling
you, he's a nut!

Okay, I'm a nut, I'm a
nut. Are you satisfied?

Look, all I wanted was,

an old fashioned
Christmas, for once.

You know, a real tree,
traditional Christmas dinner,

that sort of thing.

But, ah, the spirit's out of it.

Now there's no point to it.

I... I guess I might
as well leave.

If that's what you wanna do.

Well, it sure beats fightin'.

Well, our concern is that
there's no disturbances of peace.

Okay, okay, okay. I'll leave.

By the way,

your present's over there.

If you're interested
tomorrow, that is.

You might as well
take yours with you.

I... I might as well.

Yours is the big one

with the bow and
pretty flowered paper.

Uh-huh.

Well...

Uh, why don't you open it now?

I mean, there's
no point in waiting.

It'll save you the trouble of
carryin' it around with you.

That's true.

Go ahead.

Baby, how did you... how
did you know I wanted this?

I saw you looking at
the ads. Is it all right?

Is it all right? Oh. it's great.

Hey look at that, fellas.
How about that, huh?

Yeah, it'll come in handy.

Oh, Charlie.

You like it, baby?

Oh, it's beautiful.

It must've been expensive.

Most expensive one they had.

Well, if you can get
me something like this,

why can't you take me out
to dinner once in a while?

Oh, now for Pete's
sake, Reba, not now...

Something totally impractical.
What am I supposed to do?

Wear this while I'm
soaking and peeling

that cockamamie ham of yours?

Why don't you put it
around the chicken...

Wonder if they'll
be able to make it

through tomorrow
without starting up again.

If they don't, somebody from
the day watch can have the fun.

I know I'm not gonna be able to get
those Ward kids off my mind tomorrow.

How can you enjoy Christmas when you
know somebody else is having a bad time?

This is what happens when
you let yourself get involved.

You should've listened to me.

I should've listened to me.

All units on all
frequencies, standby.

1-Adam-43 is in pursuit.

1-Adam-43, what
is your location?

Southbound on
Central, passing 33rd.

1-Adam-43, repeat your location.

Southbound on
Central, passing 31st.

They might get this far down.

1-Adam-43, describe the vehicle.

A '59 blue Pontiac.

Norah, Ocean, Ida 743.

It's Mrs. Ward's.
Maybe we'll be lucky.

Let's go give 'em a hand.

I sure hope we nail him.

All units,

1-Adam-43 reports a code
four at 17th and Central.

Suspect in custody.

Hey, that's just great.

The Ward kids'll have a
good Christmas after all.

Maybe not.

Remember those toys
are stolen property now.

Yeah?

The dicks may want to
impound 'em as evidence.

Oh, isn't there anything
we can do about it?

We can try. Put us
out to the station.

Look, I can't get outta here if
I stay talkin' on the phone line.

Yeah.

Okay, bye now.

Right. Bye.

Oh, what's new?

Remember that
GTA I told you about?

Yeah. You turn the guy?

No, Walters and Brinkman did.

They'll be bringing
him in any second.

Fine. What's wrong?

It's about the toys, Sarge.

If they get booked
in as stolen property,

it's gonna ruin
Christmas for those kids.

So we thought we come
down and see if you could...

That's the guy?

Yeah, he's been giving us...

You guys gotta believe...

All right. Hold it.
Come on, sit down.

Did you give him his rights?

We did.

He agreed to talk, huh?

Sergeant, we haven't
been able to shut him up.

Okay, what's your problem?

Look, so I heisted the wheels,

and the TV set. It's
not such a big deal.

But I swear I never even
knew the toys were in the trunk.

I mean, you gotta
be a real creep

to steal toys from kids,

especially on Christmas Eve.

Well, if he didn't even know
they were in there, Sarge

then you can't say he was
really trying to steal 'em, can you?

Reed, Jerry can
figure it out himself.

All I'm trying to say is that they're
not really evidence then, are they?

You were after the TV
and the wheels? Right?

Right, right. That... that's
what I've been trying to tell you.

Toys didn't even enter into it.

No.

Go on, get 'em outta here.
We got enough work to do.

Anything to oblige, Jerry.

Hey!

Merry Christmas.