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Lincoln X-Ray Ida 483.

One-Adam-12, a 415... fight group

with chains and knives.

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Yes, siree. There ain't no place like home.

We're glad you like it.

Too bad I can't do my time here.

Couldn't you arrange that, Malloy?

I'll see what I can do.

Let's go, Frankie, it's getting late.

Hey, you're telling me.

Well, if it ain't the Scotchman.

How you doing, Mac?

Hello, Frankie.

Let's see. You're just about on time.

What'd you arrest him for now? Purse snatch.

From robbing paperboys to snatching purses.

Frankie's moving up.

You make it sound terrible, Reed.

Where'd you get him?

At a bust stop down on South Broadway.

He grabbed the lady's handbag just as we cruised by.

Cut up a service alley.

We caught him at the dead end.

Just my luck.

Oh, your luck's not that bad. How long you been out?

60 days ago tomorrow.

Two whole months.

Yeah. What's your record, Frankie?

So who keeps score?

Let's go, Frankie.

Hey, what time is it?

Hey, 10 minutes to 6. I just made it.

Made what?

Supper, man.

You feed supper at 6:00.

More priors than you can shake a stick at.

When does a guy learn?

You heard what he said. He likes our chow.

Hey, I almost forgot. You still okay for tomorrow?

Can't you and Jean think of anything better to do on your day off?

She's looking forward to it.

She left me a note. "Remind Malloy about tomorrow."

Okay, but I'll bring the steaks.

No, I'll get 'em. I'll pick 'em up.

Okay.

All units on all frequencies stand by.

One-Adam-57 is in pursuit.

All units on all frequencies stand by.

One-Adam-57 is in pursuit.

One-Adam-57, what is your location?

Who's in 57? Ferrell?

Yeah, Ferrell and Chavez.

All units, One-Adam-57 is westbound on Temple

approaching Lake.

In pursuit of a '68 Ford sedan.

Blue with white stripe.

California license Adam David Ocean 159.

Rush hour. Great time of the day for a pursuit.

Yeah.

Roger, One-Adam-57.

Any other unit in the vicinity available for intercept, come in.

Roger, One-Adam-9 handle.

One-Adam-57, come in.

Who's in 9? I don't know.

One-Adam-9, roger.

All units, One-Adam-9 reports One-Adam 57 and suspect have TA'd.

Any supervisor unit in the vicinity respond. Temple and Alvarado.

Officers injured, ambulance in route.

Tell Lieutenant I'll be at Temple and Alvarado.

Yeah.

You guys sure took your time.

Two bits I missed chow. What do you bet?

This way, Frankie.

Paperwork.

Must be at least half past 6.

Come on.

Chavez married? Yeah.

So's, uh, Ferrell. Couple kids apiece.

Tough luck.

They're both still in emergency,

and the suspect winds up with minor bruises.

He slams into two parked cars and hits Chavez and Ferrell,

ends up with a bump on his head.

How do you figure?

You don't.

What's it look like out there, Mac?

Like a pile of steel spaghetti.

When did you leave the hospital?

Just now.

Ferrell and Chavez are both on the critical list.

Yeah, we know. Did you talk to their wives?

Yeah, at the hospital.

Uh, this barbeque tomorrow, maybe we should call it off, huh?

I don't know.

Jean's counting on it.

She says it's gonna be a rare occasion.

Okay, I'll see you tomorrow.

Pete, I was beginning to worry.

Hi, Jean. I'm sorry I'm late,

but I had to make a stop on the way over.

Oh, you're right on time. Here, let me take that.

Where's the boss?

Big Jim or little Jim?

The 6-footer.

He's out in the garage. He's uh, got a new project.

Here, let me take that.

Make yourself comfortable.

Little Jimmy's sleeping like an angel.

Hello. I'm Ruth Bannister.

Pete Malloy.

Good. Now you two get acquainted while I go to work.

Can I help you?

No, ma'am, just relax and enjoy.

That's life, full of surprises.

Who's complaining?

Jim calls me a predatory animal.

Well, when you're not being predatory, what do you do?

I work for a firm that sells digital computers.

I'm a computer programmer.

You could have fooled me. Thank you.

And you don't look like a cop either.

Pete, the steaks look scrumptious.

Hey, maybe I better go get another one, huh?

Oh, heaven's no.

It'll be all Ruth and I can do to split one between us.

Come on, let's go out on the patio.

Honey, come on out. Pete's here.

Oh, I forgot the drinks. Let me get them.

They're in the refrigerator. Okay.

Hey, Pete. Hi.

Have you heard anything new on Chavez or Ferrell?

He called the hospital the minute he got up this morning, Pete.

Oh, I stopped by there on the way out.

They're both still critical.

The doctors says it could go either way.

Okay, we've settled that.

Honey.

Look, can we just forget it for a few hours?

Here we are. Guaranteed to be wet and cold.

Hey, what's going on here?

Is this a party or a wake?

It's a party, or it will be

if a couple of guys I know

will just remember they're off duty.

Now why don't you two guys just relax, huh?

And please, no more about the accident.

Accident? Somebody you know?

Oh, brother! You're a big help!

Couple guys from our division cracked up last night.

They were chasing a hit-and-run suspect.

Hey, uh, what this new project Jean says

you got going in the garage?

I'm rebuilding a pickup truck.

Come on, I want you to take a look at it.

Honey, why don't you fix those coals?

You should see the steaks that Pete brought.

Now you know the real reason why we invited him, Ruthie.

Oh, so now I play second fiddle to a T-bone steak.

Thanks a lot.

Come on. I want you to look at this.

Excuse me.

I figure if Tim and I can get this thing together...

Well? He's nice.

That's all? Just nice?

Hey, we just met.

He's a great guy. You'll really like him.

Here.

Not that I'm even considering it of course,

but, um, what's it like being married to a cop?

Why? Should it be different being married to a policeman?

You know what I mean.

What?

That badge on his chest makes it different,

and I don't care what you say.

He works crazy hours,

he gets involved in some wild things, I suppose,

and he's bound to associate

with the real nut once in a while.

Now are you gonna tell me that kind of routine

doesn't make any difference?

Well, I'll be the the first to admit

it's not exactly fun and games sometimes...

but I'm very happy.

Jean, those people who were hurt,

are they married?

Yeah, with a total of four kids.

You say you bought it for junk.

Yeah. Great, huh?

If you say so.

In a couple weeks, you won't recognize it.

I got my eye on a camper I can pick up for salvage.

I checked it out a couple days ago with Tim.

That's the kid next door? Yeah.

What he doesn't know about cars hasn't been invented yet.

He ought to be here in a minute. I want you to meet him.

Okay.

Uh, what do you think of her?

Are you sure you want me to tell you?

Uh, not the truck, I mean Ruth.

Oh, she's nice.

I ought to tell you, she's looking for a husband.

No kidding.

Yeah, I guess they all are, huh?

No. Really?

Just about 99%.

Tim!

Oh. I heard voices.

I thought maybe Tim was here.

Hi, Mrs. Richmond. I'd like you to meet my partner.

Pete Malloy, this is Tim's mother.

How do you do? Mr. Malloy.

Has Tim been here, Jim?

Not yet. He said he was gonna drop by after school.

I know. That was an hour ago.

Well, if I see him, I'll tell him you're looking for him.

Think they'll ever get that back together?

I wouldn't wanna bet on it.

Well, I'll say this.

Tim can do it if anyone can.

Am I right, Jim? Yes, ma'am.

I don't know where he comes by it.

His father can't even change a light bulb.

Nice meeting you, Mr. Malloy.

Same here, Mrs. Richmond.

Tim's an only child.

She worries her head off about him.

Hey, these are pretty good. You got another one?

Yeah. Let's go.

If you're talking about Pete,

I'm afraid he'd need a little prompting.

Like maybe a hit in the head with a blunt instrument.

I heard that.

Now look what you've done.

Hey, there's my buddy. Come here.

Take him, honey. He's all finished.

Let's see if I can get a burp going.

There you go.

Come on, try it.

Oh, no thanks, I'll pass.

Oh, hold him, Pete. He won't bite.

All you have to do is make sure you support his head.

You sure you know what you're doing?

Hey, how about that, Jimmy?

The first time your godfather's ever held you.

Godfather?

We'd consider it an honor, Pete.

We, uh, planned on telling you today.

Kind of a surprise.

Thanks.

I accept.

He looks real natural, doesn't he?

He does at that.

Uh, here, you better take him back.

You got him?

Watch his head.

Okay.

Here. Time for his nap anyway.

Come on, little Jim.

Come on.

Be back in a few minutes.

Come on.

Uh, your glass. Uh, yeah, thanks.

That's quite a son you got there.

Someday our schedules will coincide.

Right now, as it is, when I'm awake,

he's asleep and vice versa.

Godfather, huh?

Here's to James Reed, Jr.

Cheers.

You, uh, talked to the hospital on the way out, right?

Yeah, Dr. Klein in the intensive care unit.

I think I'll give him a call.

Why, Pete?

Well, why what?

There's nothing you can do, either of you.

Jean worries enough as it is, I'm sure.

How long have you known Jean?

We went to high school together.

I can't get over how she's changed.

It happens sometimes.

Oh, don't get me wrong.

I meant it as a compliment.

Frankly, Jean was a scatterbrain in high school.

Now she's settled and happy.

Worry or no worries, I don't understand

Because she married a policeman.

To be perfectly truthful, yes.

Okay, now we have the next four hours all to ourselves.

Where's Jim? He went out to make a phone call.

The hospital I suppose.

Well, I got through. No change.

Okay, worrywart, now can we have our party?

Okay, but the coals need about 15 more minutes.

And I promise you, no more shop.

Let me in, Jim!

Come on.

Who is it? Tim Richmond. He lives next door.

Come on!

Hey, what's the matter, Tim?

Oh, there you are.

Hey, how you doing, old policeman buddy?

I've been looking for you, man.

He's gonna get me. He's gonna get me.

Who's gonna get you, Tim?

Think we better get a doctor?

Let's wait a while.

Your neighbor kid must be quite a swinger.

What happened, Jim? Beats me.

Tim, are you all right?

Come on, let's get him in the house.

How old is the kid?

16 or 17, I guess.

He's starting kind of young, isn't he?

He's not drunk.

You'd never know to look at him.

What is it, then?

Offhand, I'd say he's been dropping pills.

I feel awful.

Pete.

Tim, I'd like you to meet a friend of mine, Pete Malloy.

How do you do, sir?

My mother will be climbing the walls.

Tell her I'm working in the garage, will ya?

I hear you're quite a mechanic, Tim.

You're not kidding, man.

You mind if I take a look at your arms?

What do you want to look at my arms for?

Why, you don't mind, do you?

Suit yourself.

I better give his dad a call at work.

You got anything in your pockets, Tim?

Like what?

Like pills.

Mm-mmm. No pills.

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

Oh, boy. I feel funny.

I better go home.

I ought to go home, shouldn't I?

You stick around awhile.

Your dad's gonna come over here.

Dad, huh?

Yeah.

That's okay, I guess.

Let me see what's in your pockets, huh, Tim?

Sure.

May I speak with Mr. Richmond, please?

Mr. Richmond? This is Jim Reed.

I'm fine, sir.

Well, it's about Tim, Mr. Richmond.

No, sir, he hasn't been hurt,

but I think you better come over here right away.

No, sir, at my house.

And I think it'd be better if you don't call your wife.

Yes, sir.

He, uh... He'll be right over.

You're a policeman, too, aren't you?

He's my partner, Tim.

Oh, boy.

I'm in trouble now, huh?

You, uh, you wanna tell us what happened?

I was at a party.

Sort of a party that is.

Hi, Mr. Richmond. Jim, what's this all about?

Tim.

Tim, what's happened?

Hello, Dad.

Tim, have you been drinking?

No, sir, we don't think so.

This is my partner, Mr. Richmond, Pete Malloy.

Malloy.

Then what is wrong with him?

My guess is pills. Seconal probably.

Oh, you're out of your mind.

Tim on drugs?

They're right, Dad.

I went to a party after school.

I dropped some pills, Red Devils.

Guy said I probably wouldn't even feel them.

What's he talking about?

Seconal. It's a barbiturate.

We used to call them Goofballs.

Now they're Red Devils.

Who got you into this, son?

Sorry, Dad.

Come on, Tim. You're in trouble.

You better give it to us straight.

I never saw the guy before.

He was at the party passing out pills.

And you took pills from someone you never saw in your life?

The guy's a friend of Artie's. That's the only reason I went.

All right, Tim, where was this party?

Corner of Kling and Myrtle. A big place.

I don't know the number.

Who was pushing the pills, Tim?

He calls himself Skat or Skeet, something like that.

You better call Foothill division. It's their area.

Tell them where the party is.

What happens now?

An officer from Foothill will be out to take a statement from Tim.

It'll be up to them.

Oh, Tim.

I'm sorry, Dad.

Pete, where's Jim?

In the kitchen on the phone. What's the matter?

There's somebody in the garage.

Just like I thought. Jean's seeing things.

Don't be too sure.

You closed this door, remember?

Yeah.

All right, mister, who are you?

Come on, push me around!

Why don't you hit me?

He asked you your name!

What's your name, cop?

Who said we were cops?

I can tell by the smell.

The bloodhound's nose, mister, I'll give you that.

You're under arrest.

What for? Come on, tell me what for?

Trespassing and assault for a start.

You and Ruth go check the baby.

You know this guy, Tim?

I'm not sure.

You gonna take me in? Come on, let's go!

Now, come on, Tim. Do you know him?

His name is Skat.

I saw him at the party.

Was he the guy with the pills?

Yes, sir. That kid's lying.

I was taking a shortcut across your yard.

You scared me, and I lost my head.

He says you supplied pills for a party this afternoon.

Who you gonna believe, me or some punk kid?

You gonna empty your pockets or do you want me to?

Okay.

I blew it.

Well, you would have found them anyway.

Pockets full of happiness.

Help yourself.

All right!

Please, Jim, just give me five minutes alone with him.

Do, cop, and I'll have your badge.

What were you doing in my garage?

All right. I was looking for junior here.

After he left the blast, he was high, man.

Didn't want him walking around hurting himself.

I'm a solid citizen, just like you.

You know what I mean?

I care about my friends.

He's lying.

Suppose you tell us the truth.

He was gonna kill me.

He was gonna what?

This kid's out of his mind.

I was coming over to help Jim, Mr. Reed, work on his truck.

Someone told Skat that Jim, Mr. Reed, was a cop.

Skat got all shook up.

Said he was gonna find me and kill me.

I snuck out and came right over here.

That kid's lying I tell you!

Where'd you think you were gonna find him, Skat?

Sleeping in my truck?

Please, Jim, just five minutes.

I'll save the state a lot of money. No.

I'll call Foothill division and get them over here.

Sit down.

For you, young man,

the worst is yet to come.

Your mother.

What are you gonna tell her?

Narco.

You people are really something else.

What do you mean?

Look at him.

A couple of hours ago there was tragedy all over the place.

I don't think so.

What?

Well, I call it the opposite of tragedy.

Sergeant Emory at Foothill division

said their narcotic's unit has been working

the local high school for months

trying to nail that Skat character.

He says this is the break they've been hoping for.

So if you wanna think about tragedy,

think what might be happening

if Skat was still out on the streets.

Hmm.

Tim has a good friend over there.

He's lucky.

Kinda blew your party.

This is my party, right now.

Your friend doesn't seem to be making out too well.

Yeah, that's because your partner's hopeless.

You can tell him that for me.

You can't stand a happy bachelor, can you?

No, they infuriate me.

Hello.

Hey, hi, Sarge.

Yes, sir, right.

Yes, sir, he's right here.

When?

Yes, sir, in about, uh, 20 minutes.

MacDonald?

Yeah. We, uh, gotta go to work.

Jazz festival out in the West Valley's getting out of hand.

Well, that's that.

Don't look so happy about it.

No, it was fun, really.

Yeah, a barrel of laughs.

Don't look so sad, honey. It's not the end of the world.

MacDonald said something else.

He heard from the hospital.

Chavez died.

Good night, Jean. Thanks for asking me.

Yeah.

I'll see you at the station.

Yeah.

Honey, why don't you drop me off at the hospital?

Mrs. Chavez will need someone.

Go ahead, Jean. I'll take care of the baby.

Thanks. I'll get my purse.

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