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One-Adam-12, handle code 3.

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One-Adam-12, One-Adam-12,

see the manager... A zoning dispute.

1217 Mayberry Street.

One-Adam-12, roger.

A good way to start the day.

- A nice, nonviolent crime. - Don't be too sure.

Could be somebody manufacturing TNT next to a match factory.

All units in the vicinity, officer needs help.

Officer shot. The liquor store, Rosedale and Cross Streets.

- That's only a couple blocks away. - Tell 'em.

This is One-Adam-12, we'll handle the hot shot.

Uh, One-Adam-12, roger. Handle the call, code 3.

Ambulance en route.

- Is it bad? - Oh, I'll live.

Could have stayed on his tricycle.

You know, he could have got us both killed.

The ambulance is on the way, Quinn. How many were there?

There was two of them. I should have stopped them.

- Yeah, you sure should have. - Who are you, mister?

My name's Kegan. Carl Kegan.

I own this store that just got robbed.

Can I ask you a few questions, Mr. Kegan?

Look, in a neighborhood like this,

why don't they give us some decent cops

instead of these over-age rejects?

Officer Quinn happens to be one of the best men in his division, sir.

Yeah. That's why they got him riding a tricycle, huh?

Can you give me a description of the hold-up man?

Well, he had a mask on.

A stocking mask pulled down over his head.

You couldn't tell who he was or anything?

He was about 5'10", 150 pounds,

had a t-shirt and khaki slacks.

Had a nylon stocking pulled over his face.

Might have had a beard, too.

What about the driver?

Well, the car was parked over there

on the corner, facing down the street.

All I could see was the back of his head.

Well, did you notice anything about him?

Scars? Color of hair?

Uh... yeah, he had black hair.

Black and cut real short.

What about the driver?

Curly red hair. A lot of it.

And the car was a blue '69 Mercury sedan.

Did you happen to get the license number?

Yeah, most of it, I think.

They were local plates.

The letters were H-Y-E. Yeah.

And the first two numbers were 3-2.

I'm not sure the last one, though.

Well, it was green and black.

It had out-of-state license plates.

I remember that.

And it was a Dodge Coupe.

Malloy! Malloy! One more thing.

- Later, Quinn. - No, no.

I gotta tell you now.

This Kegan. Funny thing.

He had a gun and a clear shot

but he didn't fire.

Get him to the hospital.

- Mr. Kegan? - Yeah?

We seem to have a considerable difference of opinion here.

Officer Quinn said the driver had red hair.

Well, he's an old man with bad eyesight.

- Who are you gonna listen to? - He said it was a blue sedan.

Oh, he's colorblind as well.

He also said they were local plates,

not out-of-state.

- Oh. - Which one should I put out?

- Quinn's. - Fine.

You guys wanna go chasing your tails, go ahead.

Officer Quinn told me that you had a gun and you didn't shoot.

Now, that's typical cop thinking.

You want me to kill somebody over a lousy 40 bucks?

Well, he shot a policeman.

Look, I'm not that good with it.

I could have killed somebody.

You'd like it if I solved your case,

nice and easy, wouldn't you?

Now, look, you got any more questions,

I'll be in the store, okay?

Who was it?

It's Quinn. He caught one in the leg.

I don't think it's too bad but he lost a lot of blood.

Any descriptions?

Yeah, a couple of 'em.

Quinn's and the victim, Carl Kegan.

They sound like they were present at two different crimes.

I put Quinn's description on the air.

Boyd.

Here's Quinn's description of the suspect.

You got a partial on the license plate.

All but the last number, huh?

Well, that only leaves ten combinations to check out with the DMV.

Harry, check that out right away, will you?

We haven't had a chance to talk to these people yet.

I want Malloy and Reed to follow through with Quinn at the hospital.

Sanchez and Dodge here can give you any help, if you need it.

Good. Let's get with it.

Okay, get going. I'll check with you later.

Quinn. Just saw the doctor.

He said you'd be back in the saddle

in no time at all.

We were just talking about Kegan.

He had a clear shot at the suspects

but just stood there.

Yeah, he said he didn't fire for moral reasons

and he wasn't experienced enough in the use of firearms.

Is that a fact?

Well, that's interesting.

I think you better go back to that liquor store.

Check with the detectives and ask Mr. Kegan

a few more questions.

- What about? - About why he's lying.

- Lyin'? - Yeah, about being gun-shy.

A couple of years ago

two men tried to hold up his place

and Kegan shot it out with them.

He killed one and wounded the other.

You guys back again?

I got cops coming out of my ears today.

I got two detectives inside the store

that have been tying up the phone for the last hour.

Now you're gonna stand around out in front.

There's blood all over my sidewalk.

There's blood on your sidewalk because a policeman

was trying to protect you.

That old man couldn't save a fish from drowning.

Mr. Kegan, our records show the last time you were held up,

you killed one of the men and wounded the other.

So?

So we'd like to know why you said you were gun-shy.

Oh, come on. Wait a minute.

Look, I'm the one who was held up, remember?

I'm the victim.

You guys are asking me questions like I committed a crime.

No, sir. But you're the victim of a crime

and the things you've been telling us

just don't check out.

Look, Mr. Kegan, when you grabbed your gun

and ran out after the hold-up man,

you must have intended to shoot.

We'd like to know why you changed your mind.

How do I know?

Maybe I got religion or something.

Look, there some kind of law against not shooting somebody?

Who do you know with red hair, Mr. Kegan?

I'm not gonna stand around here

and answer any more of your lousy questions.

Maybe you wouldn't mind answering a couple of

my lousy questions, Mr. Kegan.

- About what? - Malloy.

We hit the jackpot with the DMV check

on the license number Officer Quinn gave us.

Nine check out clean. The tenth is registered to a Leonard Conway.

Record check shows two priors,

GTA and armed robbery.

Now, Kegan, do you know this Conway?

No, I don't know any Conway.

Now Officer Quinn's general description

checks out.

5'10" and 150 pounds.

So does his description of the vehicle.

A blue 1969 Mercury sedan, with California plates.

Now what I'd like to know from you, Mr. Kegan,

is why did you insist that the plates were out-of-state?

Look, the guy shoved a gun in my face.

I... I got rattled, excited.

Enough to see a green and black Coupe

instead of a blue sedan?

To see a driver with short black hair

instead of long curly red hair?

There is a law against aiding and abetting a felon, Mr. Kegan.

In case you didn't know it, it's also a felony.

Who do you know with red hair, Mr. Kegan?

All right.

All right, I'm not... I'm not gonna cover up for him anymore.

It's my punk kid brother Willis, that's who.

Conway is the bum he's been hanging out with

for the past couple of months.

That's... That's my own flesh and blood. You...

Who'd have thought he'd hold up his own brother's store?

Now the registration, Ms. Conway,

is residing at 253 South Dodson, apartment 2.

Do you think your brother's sharing that apartment with them?

I don't know.

We'll put out an APB on 'em.

You're gonna hunt him down like a dog, huh?

No, sir. Even though he's already shot a policeman down like a dog,

we just want him in custody so he can't shoot any more people.

You know, Mr. Kegan, you could save your brother

a lot of grief if you'd tell us where he is.

I've already told you. I... I don't know.

Let's check out the zoning dispute call.

Yeah, I'd almost forgotten about it.

1217 Mayberry Street.

But it's not against the law to charge for a horoscope, is it?

No, ma'am. We're here about a zoning dispute.

Well, I'm afraid I don't know what a zoning dispute is.

Well, this is a residential area.

You're not allowed to operate a business in this neighborhood.

Oh, come now, Officer Malloy.

It's not a business.

I live here.

Well, that's the point, ma'am.

If you were to rent a store or an office or...

But I couldn't afford that.

Well, I only do a few a week.

I charge $2 for a partial

and $5 for a complete.

Well, the price isn't really important, ma'am.

According to the law...

But what is it you want me to do?

I'm afraid you'll have to stop conducting astrology

as a business, at least from this apartment.

But, from where?

I told you I couldn't afford anything else.

The only other place I go is the senior citizen's club.

Hey, you know, ma'am, I'll bet you could

get a license to operate your astrology business

there, at the club.

Oh, Officer Malloy!

How ingenious.

You're a Leo, aren't you, young man?

Well, yes, ma'am. How'd you know that?

Oh, I can always tell.

Especially Leos.

They're strong and forceful,

yet with an underlying sensitivity.

I'll wager you're on the cusp.

July 23rd?

That's right.

Then I'll tell you something else.

Sometime during this month

you will witness an act of violence.

Now you must try to stay out of it.

Yes, ma'am. I'll try.

Uh, oh.

Watch your step, Of...

Don't tell me that you get

information like that from the planets.

Of course not.

Everyone trips on that rug.

I've been asking Mr. Porter to have it fixed

for years.

Thank you, officer.

Watch your step.

Yes, ma'am.

You're a true Leo, all right.

All that sensitivity.

Hey, wait a minute.

Your birthday's in October.

Uh, that's another technicality.

At heart, I'm a Leo.

All units, 1-K35.

Reports of code 5 in the vicinity

of Dobson and Elm. Code 5.

The stakeout on Conway and Kegan's kid brother.

Doesn't look like Boyd and Dickson found anybody home.

One-Adam-12, One-Adam-12, see the pharmacist, a narcotic suspect.

5th and Wilshire, at the drug store. Code 2.

One-Adam-12, roger.

Happened only five, ten minutes ago.

The kid came in...

I'd say he was about 13 or 14...

Told me he'd like some information.

- What about? - Well, he had this pamphlet

about drugs and how to identify 'em,

recognize symptoms, stuff like that.

I know. Our department puts that out.

It's part of a program to teach parents

things they should know about the drug scene.

He wanted to know about this one in particular.

Seconal? What'd he want to know about it?

Why it's used. What it does to ya.

And what'd happen if you took a lot of it.

Did he say why?

Couldn't get it out of him.

I played it easy. I answered his questions.

Tried to find out why the big interest.

Did you get any indication of why he was so concerned?

Not a clue.

But, as I said, he was acting funny.

He seemed nervous, agitated.

I was afraid he might have taken some of the stuff by mistake.

Or on a dare. You know how kids are.

So when I really tried to pressure him about it,

he tried to run and I grabbed him.

Then when this fell out of his pocket,

he shoved me aside and ran out.

I chased him but he got away.

Looks like Seconal, all right.

Yeah, it's Seconal.

It's in a 250-sized bottle.

I'd guess there are about 200 left.

Would you recognize the symptoms of an overdose?

I'm ashamed to say I wouldn't.

All I do is dispense the stuff on doctor's orders.

Could you give us the description of the boy?

I can do better than that. I know him.

He lives right down the street.

Won't you come in?

I know you, don't I?

You're the officer who gave the lecture on drugs

yesterday at the basic car meeting.

- Officer Malloy. - Yes, ma'am.

This is Officer Reed.

Is there something wrong?

We'd like to talk to your son. Is he here?

Oh, well, I really don't know. I just came home myself.

Terry?

I guess not.

He isn't in some kind of trouble, is he?

We don't think so, Mrs. Pendleton.

Uh, we'd just like to talk to him.

Well, about what?

Please, officers. You're frightening me.

Mrs. Pendleton, have you ever seen this?

Oh, I don't think so. What is it?

Seconal.

Did you study that pamphlet I gave you yesterday?

As a matter of fact, I was looking for it just this morning.

I seem to have misplaced it.

What does that got to do with Terry?

Well, Mr. Craig at the pharmacy, took that bottle

away from Terry a little while ago, ma'am.

Well, but Terry wouldn't take drugs.

He's a good boy. He's never in any trouble.

And he's a wonderful student.

Hardly ever gets anything but As.

- Mrs. Pendleton... - If Terry were on drugs...

- Mrs. Pendleton... - I'm sure that I would...

If you listened to my talk,

you'd know the problem isn't limited

to what we used to call "bad boys" or "poor students."

Officer, I did listen to you. Really I did.

And you said yourself that one of the first signs of addiction

is that children start doing badly in school.

Yes, ma'am. But that comes later.

Terry may be just starting.

Does he usually get home this late?

I really don't know.

You see, I play bridge in the afternoons

and I don't get home myself until this time or later.

Well, could you give us the names of some of Terry's friends?

We'd like to check with them. Maybe he's with one of them now.

I really don't know.

You see, he never talks to me about his friends.

Is this Terry?

Now, officer, I'm sure he'll be home very soon

and I'm sure he'll have a perfectly logical explanation.

I hope you're right, Mrs. Pendleton.

And when he does come home,

would you please call us right away?

Oh, yes, officer. I will.

I'll call you right away. Really, I will.

But would you mind leaving now?

It's not that I'm being rude.

Well, Terry will be home any minute

and I don't want him walking in the house

and being frightened by two policemen standing around.

You see, he's a very sensitive boy and...

Ma'am! He only asked you to call.

Oh.

Before we go,

could you give us a description of what Terry was wearing?

Well, I think he had on his blue blazer

and corduroy pants.

This is One-Adam-12.

Juvenile narcotic suspect in the area of 5th and Wilshire

is Terry Pendleton.

Male. Caucasian.

14 years old. About 5'3" tall.

100 pounds. Light brown hair and blue eyes.

He's wearing a blue windbreaker and brown corduroy slacks.

Suspect is wanted in possession of dangerous drugs.

One-Adam-12, roger.

That sounded to me like that kid

was bringing himself up.

May not be that bad,

but she did lose my vote for the Mother of the Year Award.

Does that ring a bell?

That's our boy.

All right, Terry, come on down.

You keep away from me.

You come any closer and I'll jump.

The most you could do from there would be break a leg.

That wouldn't change anything, would it?

Why don't you let me help you down?

All right. Stay there.

But I want to know where you got those pills.

I won't tell you.

Look, Terry, all we...

I don't have to answer any questions, do I?

Don't I have some sort of constitutional rights?

You sure do. Just like everybody else.

Oh, good.

Then I'm not gonna tell you anything.

You can just take me to the station.

Oh, we're only a few blocks from your house.

Why don't we go by and see your mother?

No! Take me to the station.

He was walking down the street.

And he refuses to tell us where he got the drugs.

Are you sure you don't have any idea?

Don't say anything, Mom.

He told me himself

he can't make anyone say anything they don't want to.

What doesn't he want you to say, Mrs. Pendleton?

I mean, what's he afraid you're gonna tell us?

Officer, he's just a child.

He's never had any dealings with the law.

- He's frightened. - I can see that, Mrs. Pendleton.

But for who? Himself or you?

You know, he didn't want to come home, Mrs. Pendleton.

As a matter of fact, he practically begged us

to take him to the station.

I think he found that pamphlet this morning

and recognized a picture of those pills

and now he's worried.

Would you have any idea why?

What are you going to do to him?

Well, your son's guilty of a felony, Mrs. Pendleton.

Illegal possession of dangerous drugs.

He seems willing to go to jail

rather than tell us anything about it.

Are you gonna let that happen?

The capsules he had are mine.

I only took a couple at first, just to sleep.

Well, lately I seem to need more and more.

I guess that's an old story to you.

Yes, ma'am.

Recently, I've been taking 18 a day.

Do you have a prescription?

I'd rather not say.

I don't want to get anyone into trouble.

Mrs. Pendleton, you don't seem to realize

that everybody connected with this

is already in trouble.

Well, this friend of mine...

There's this woman I play bridge with.

Her husband's a doctor.

She's been ordering them for me directly

from the wholesaler on her husband's order form.

That's not really illegal, is it?

You see, it's so much cheaper that way.

Do you have any idea what they charge

for those things on prescription?

Yes, ma'am.

But the fact remains you didn't have a prescription.

Does that mean you're gonna have to arrest me?

No! She won't do it anymore!

I won't let her!

- Please! - Who'll take care of Terry?

Who'll take care of him?

We'll all have to go down to the station

and talk to the detectives.

I wouldn't be too upset about what's happened, Terry.

It's just possible you saved your mother's life.

Funny thing about this pamphlet.

What's that?

Well, we use it to educate parents

about the drug problem.

I never thought of it working the other way around.

I guess these days you can't tell

who you might educate.

One-Adam-12, One-Adam-12,

meet 1-K35 on tag 2.

One-Adam-12, roger.

One-Adam-12 to 1-K35, go ahead.

Adam-12?

Meet us behind the service station

at Selby and Kelton.

Roger, K35.

What's up?

We got a tip.

Kegan's pad is just down the street.

121 East Selby.

It's that gray stucco on the right side,

about halfway down the block.

We've got some other leads

on a couple of spots that Kegan and Conway

have been known to frequent.

We're gonna check those out.

You boys stay here and take over the stakeout.

I've already cleared it with you watch commander.

- Right. - Now, in case anything develops,

give me a call on tag 2.

Think he'll show up?

Only time will tell.

And I think she's just spoken.

One-Adam-12 to K35, come in.

Go ahead, One-Adam-12.

Suspect vehicle just arrived.

What's you're ETA?

K35 to One-Adam-12,

we'll be there in three minutes.

Stand by for us.

Right, K35.

Doesn't look like they're gonna stand by.

We can't let 'em rabbit.

All right, up against the car.

Put your left hand on top of your head.

We had to start without you.

So I see.

Call an ambulance, Harry.

Got him in the leg, huh?

Yeah.

Must have had Quinn's name on it.