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One-Adam-12, no warrant.

Lincoln X-ray Ida 483.

One-Adam-12. A 415... fight group with chains and knives.

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One-Adam-12, clearing a call.

See the woman... a 415, 1690 Woodstock.

One-Adam-12, Code 2.

One-Adam-12, Roger.

Here, officers. Over here.

It's Mrs. Brady. She's in terrible trouble.

Get him out, please, just get him out.

What's the matter here?

Oh, please, my husband's in there.

He'll kill him.

Open up, Brady. Let me in!

All you people stay back.

Hold it, mister.

You hold it, cop.

We're splitting, both of us.

Drop the knife.

Sure, just as soon as you two let me out of here.

Please, he means it.

He'll cut me, like he did before.

When'd he cut you, Mr. Brady?

Four months ago.

He owed me $10.

What was the 10 bucks for?

Rent for that crummy room back there.

Twice a day I swept out, stacked shelves,

washed windows... and he's going to hang me out for rent?

You agreed, Johnson, remember?

I needed a place to flop and three squares.

Well, I paid for it with sweat.

What's in the shopping bag?

It's my stuff. It's what I came for.

He locks himself in that hole back there

he calls a room and says I can't have it.

Why, Mr. Brady? I'll tell you why.

He tried to keep it as payment

for his lousy 10 bucks, that's why.

Take it, just take it, okay?

Oh, you should have thought of that

a lot sooner, Mr. Brady.

Partner?

Okay, Johnson.

Now all you've got to do is get by us.

You want a dead man on your conscience,

charge right in.

Be my guest.

No, don't let him do it!

You're forgetting something, aren't you?

Your stuff, Johnson.

Officers, you mustn't let him go.

Pick it up. He, he...

All right.

So maybe this time I get six months.

Yeah, maybe.

Maybe nothing. I'll give you odds, cop.

You better call an ambulance.

Right. Add it up, Johnson.

You beat up two people, wrecked their place of business

and threatened a man with a knife.

Six months, easy time. You didn't let me finish!

You forced Brady to come out of that room at knifepoint.

Did you ever hear of kidnapping?

You're crazy.

You think so?

Oh, no. Not for a lousy $10 bill.

I'll tell you one thing, mister.

You sure get your money's worth.

You're under arrest.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.

I never would have spotted him if I hadn't needed that sugar.

I beg your pardon?

Well, I was coming around the corner

to the store, and I saw him drive up.

He was driving a car?

Yes, that's it over there.

Thank you, ma'am.

Is that your car across the street, Johnson?

I never saw it before.

This lady says she saw you drive up in it.

Yeah, well she's cracked.

Well, he's a liar. I saw him with my own eyes.

Get her out of here.

Talk about gall!

Thank you, ma'am. You've been a big help.

You've got all the information, Officer.

And if you need me for anything at all,

I'll be glad to testify.

Thank you.

It'll make it on the hot sheet.

One-Adam-12, requesting a wanted DMV

on Lincoln X-ray Ida 483.

Okay, okay.

So I found it.

One-Adam-12, no warrant.

Lincoln X-ray Ida 483.

10 bucks he wants for the crummy room.

How much do you figure it was worth, Johnson?

A buck and a half, two at the most.

I guess you're a victim just like the rest of us.

Victim of what?

Inflation.

Hi, Malloy, Reed.

Still at it, huh, Duke?

What you got going today, Duke?

Yeah, oh, try the steak sandwich.

Guaranteed not to bite back.

You make book on that?

It's prime beef!

How prime is the horse flesh?

Oh, come on, Malloy.

I'm just keeping my hand in it.

Hey, you never know.

Now, one of these days they might make it legal, huh?

Oh, I wouldn't bet on that.

Hey, Angie!

This way, boys.

Been holding your reservations.

Usual?

Too late to change now.

Yeah, make it a pair.

Hey, anything new with you and the boss?

Mmm, same old routine.

He keeps sweet-talking, I keep hoping.

But nothing happens.

Chili burgers, a pair!

The only way I'll ever get Duke to an altar

is to rope him and hog-tie him.

There some kind of law against that?

Forcible marriage or something?

I'll look it up.

You know it'd be just like Duke

to charge me with Assault and Battery.

Anything to beat the rap. Looks like you got a problem.

Well, nail him when you're alone.

No witnesses, and it's your word against his.

Yeah, I don't know. I think he's too slippery.

Why don't you just give up?

I'd expect that from you, Malloy.

Bachelors... birds of a feather.

She'll make Duke a good wife someday.

Maybe, if she can ever catch him.

Duke's not about to tie himself down.

Just like somebody I know.

Guy probably doesn't even know his car's gone.

I wouldn't be surprised.

Officers?

Just a moment, Officers.

Uh, yes, ma'am?

Yes, sir? I'm Officer Malloy.

Is this the Finlay residence?

Excuse me. Yes, it is.

Artie! I'm Mrs. Finlay.

Is something wrong?

I only took three, Mom! Artie!

Amy! For crying out loud!

Can't you keep that kid out of the house?

How am I going to get any...

Any rest. What do you want?

Are you Mr. Jay Finlay?

Yeah. If it's about that traffic ticket,

I mailed in the dough yesterday.

Well, no, sir. But it is about your car.

What do you mean? My car's parked right out...

front.

Holy cats, where's the car?

No.

Tell me you lent it to that brother of yours,

and he stacked it up! Jay.

Mr. Finlay, you didn't report it,

so obviously you didn't know your car had been stolen.

If you'll call this number,

they'll make arrangements for you to reclaim your property.

Great, that's all I need.

My car swiped and then stripped, probably.

No, sir. It wasn't stripped.

You turn your back five minutes nowadays,

they'll steal you blind.

You made it pretty easy for the thief.

My keys.

That's right.

You left them in the ignition. Ma'am.

It's an absolute outrage.

And unless you people do something about it at once...

Pete? I don't know what I'm going...

This is my partner, Officer Malloy.

Ms. Grimes, here, has a problem.

Ms. Grimes. Efiginia Grimes.

And I do not have a problem, gentlemen.

You do.

Ma'am? Crooks! Thieves!

That's what it's about.

This whole neighborhood is a sinkhole of crime.

You get back my stolen property,

or I'll form a vigilante committee.

And if I lay eyes on those thieves,

I'll blast 'em to kingdom come!

And Mrs. Lizza's rug.

Taken right off her clothesline.

Mrs. Lisa?

Z-Z-A, Maggie Lizza.

She lives right down the street.

2283.

It was one of those shag rugs.

It was just beautiful.

And don't forget to ask the Wilkinsons

about their bookshelves.

Bookshelves?

The Wilkinsons.

They live right behind me,

on the next street over.

Solid oak bookshelves.

Say, how would you two

like a nice, cold glass of iced tea?

No, thanks, ma'am.

Oh, nonsense.

Now, you stay right where you are.

It's no trouble at all.

And... and don't forget...

Efiginia, remember?

A rocking chair, camping cot, shag rug,

and some bookshelves.

A pellet gun.

Could have fooled me.

Folding Ping-Pong tabletop.

What do you make of it?

And no two items taken from the same place.

Yeah.

And the neighborhood's crawling with kids.

Well, now, that didn't take long, did it?

No, ma'am.

How do you get along with the youngsters around here?

Oh, they don't bother me, I don't bother them.

Oh, sometimes they come asking for cookies, you know.

I make a delicious oatmeal cookie,

if I do say so myself.

The Finlay boy's especially fond of them.

Say, you don't think

it's some of the children, do you?

We'd like your opinion. What do you think?

I think you better drink your iced tea

and then you just go find that rocking chair of mine.

Well, hello, Mr. Finlay.

Could I see you guys a minute?

Yes, sir.

My TV set... it's gone.

Stolen. I told you, didn't I?

A sinkhole of crime.

The whole neighborhood!

Excuse us, ma'am.

Dear, you...

You're not going to drink your iced tea?

It was here last night when I left for work.

I tend bar downtown.

When did you first realize it was missing?

Just now. That's my room.

Nobody goes in there except me.

Brand new color portable.

Cost me plenty, and that's no lie.

Yes, sir. If you'll just sign here

we'll see what we can do.

Somebody must have come in last night,

while Artie and I were sleeping.

We were alone, of course.

Can I help it if I have to work nights?

Listen, I want that set back, you understand?

We'll do the best we can.

What if you can't find it?

I mean, I still got a few payments to go.

I don't get stuck for them, do I?

No, sir. Not if you're insured.

You know what they charge you for that kind of coverage?

That's Harry.

I'm going to get the car.

You guys get on the ball now, you hear?

He wasn't always this discourteous.

At first he was a real gentleman.

Yes, ma'am.

Somebody's laundry.

How long have we been in the area?

About an hour. Why?

Maybe we got a break.

One-Adam-12, Code 5 in the vicinity

of the 2200 block of Woodset.

One-Adam-12, Roger.

All units, One-Adam-12 is Code 5...

Do you see it?

Yeah, barely.

Okay, keep your eye on it.

Do you mind telling me

why we're staked out on someone's laundry?

Did you notice the house next door?

It's closed up tight.

Shades drawn, newspapers on the lawn.

Open invitation to a thief.

He breaks in, takes the silverware,

transistor radios... Anything small

he can stuff into the pillowcase.

When he slides out, he spots

our black-and-white in the area,

so he drops his haul.

Comes back to pick it up after we've cleared.

Are you guessing or betting?

6-2 and even.

If Duke were here, he'd give you better odds.

Hey.

There's someone picking up the pillowcase.

Clear on the right.

Silver, a radio, a ladies' wristwatch.

Three rings, wasn't it? Mmm-hmm.

You believe the guy about Mr. Finlay's TV?

Wasn't in the pillowcase.

Maybe he took it earlier and fenced it?

I still think the TV ties in

with the rest of the stuff.

It could be.

I guess that's about it.

Let's clear and code 7.

I'm hungry.

Again?

You're getting worse than I am.

Malloy.

Oh, yeah, put her on.

Mrs. Finlay?

No, it's quite all right to call us here.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Well, we'll ask the Watch Commander if we can handle the case.

No, no, it's no imposition at all.

We'll be in touch with you, then.

Nice lady.

What'd she want?

Something else is missing.

Her son.

I called my husband, of course.

That's why I had to call you.

Why? Won't you sit down?

Well, he said I shouldn't bother him.

That sounds cruel,

but you've got to understand Jay to know him.

He's a good man, really.

It's just that he's jealous of Artie.

It's my second marriage.

Artie belongs to me.

Well, did your boy have an argument with Mr. Finlay?

Yes, it came to a head about two weeks ago.

That room where the TV was stolen,

it was supposed to be Artie's.

A place where he could bring his friends in.

My husband wouldn't let him have it.

Artie threatened to run away.

Who's your son's closest friend, Mrs. Finlay?

That'd be Jimmy.

But he hasn't seen him either, not since this morning.

Where does Jimmy live?

Two doors down. Jimmy White.

Has Artie ever run away before?

Oh, no, sir.

I think I'll go talk to Jimmy.

Excuse me.

I'm causing you an awful lot of trouble,

aren't I?

No, ma'am, I wouldn't say that.

Yes?

Mr. White, I'm Officer Malloy.

I'd like to speak with Jimmy, if I may.

Sure. Jimmy?

I saw your car up the street.

What's this all about, Officer?

One of your neighbors, Mrs. Finlay, called us.

Her son's been missing for a few hours.

She's pretty upset.

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.

Is there anything I can do?

Hey, I heard you guys caught a crook.

What'd he do?

I'll trade you answers. Sir?

Tell me about Artie.

Mrs. Finlay says you two are pals.

What do you want to know about him?

Well, what you guys do together, anything.

Weren't you and Artie playing together this morning?

Well, yes, sir.

But I haven't seen him all afternoon.

I can vouch for that, Officer.

We've been together most of the day.

We're baching it this week.

The wife's out of town.

So you wouldn't know where he is, huh?

How would I know?

We want the truth now, son.

If you know where Artie is, you tell the man.

His mother's worried, huh?

Pretty worried, yeah.

I'll bet Mr. Finlay isn't though.

What do you mean by that, Jim?

Nothing, I guess.

This morning we talked to some people

that have had some things disappear around here,

kind of mysteriously.

You wouldn't know anything about that, would you?

Old Lady Grimes' rocker.

Everybody knows about that.

She claims it's pretty valuable.

That old hunk of junk?

Now you listen to me, young man,

if there's been any funny business

going on around here, I want to know about it.

And right now.

Can I go now, Pop?

Maybe I can find Artie.

What do you mean maybe? Do you or don't...

I don't believe it.

That's the first time in his life

he's ever defied me.

Artie may be a lucky boy at that.

What do you mean?

Looks like he's got a friend.

If you hear anything, I'll be at the Finlay house.

Are you sure Jimmy knew what he was talking about?

Well, he didn't really tell me anything, Mrs. Finlay.

It was just a feeling.

Let's give it a few more minutes.

You gotta come.

Is something wrong, Jimmy?

What is it? What's happened?

Not her, please!

You better stay here, ma'am.

Artie... he's in there, in the cave.

You better get on the horn.

This is One-Adam-12, we have an earth slide,

Woodset Street, off-ramp freeway south.

Requesting an ambulance and rescue unit.

One-Adam-12, Roger.

When did this happen? Do you got any idea?

I don't know. Last time I was here was maybe three hours ago.

Artie was going to stay all night.

How big is this cave?

Big, real big.

It took us a long time to dig.

I see.

Artie's all right, isn't he, mister?

He's not dead, is he?

I hope not, Jimmy.

It's his old man's fault.

What do you mean, son?

All he wanted was a room of his own.

Oh!

It's all right.

Hi, Artie.

Hi, Jimmy.

Okay to go inside?

All the comforts.

Even Duke wouldn't book these odds.

What do you mean?

If this freeway were open,

and one heavy truck used an on-ramp...

A semi, maybe...

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