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One-Adam-12, handle code 3.

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- Nevada license. - Clear on the right.

Looks like he's gonna turn.

Yeah.

He's probably sightseeing.

That's what I like. Lots of cooperation.

Afternoon, Officer.

Afternoon, sir.

Something tells me I blew it back there.

Signals work a little faster than ours do.

May I see your driver's license, please?

Yes, sir. Ready and waiting.

Is this your correct address, Mr. Berry?

Only one I ever had.

I'll admit it isn't much of a town,

but you know how those small towns are.

Malloy, gun!

Freeze, mister! Don't move!

All right, drop the gun! I want to see four hands up on that windshield!

You got that?

Drop the gun, stupid. Drop it.

I dropped the gun! Don't shoot!

All right, mister, reach out through the window

and open the door from the outside. Keep your hands in plain sight.

Where'd that other guy come from? I only saw one.

Come on, man, open the door. You're gonna talk us to death.

I'm getting tired of waiting, mister.

Okay, I'm doin' it!

You're doing fine.

Now, out and down, both of you.

This side, driver.

Let's go, mister. Keep goin'.

Flat on your face.

All right, now you, driver. Let's go.

Hands behind your backs.

Hey, what's to get so excited about?

Suppose you tell me.

I panicked, man, that's all.

Because your buddy ran a red light?

I can't help it. No kiddin'.

It's the way I am.

He's not lyin'. He's sick. You know what I mean?

Come on, give us a break, huh?

Run it.

The gun surprised me, too. I didn't even know he had it.

I'll bet you didn't.

One-Adam-12. Request a want

on Nevada license Ida-Ocean-8152.

One-Adam-12, Nevada Ida-Ocean-8152,

no local wants. Stand by.

I'll remember that about the gun, old buddy.

One-Adam-12, Nevada license Ida-Ocean-8152...

NCIC shows a Reno, Nevada, stolen.

One-Adam-12, Roger. We have two suspects in custody.

Request a unit and tow truck.

Meet us at the 8000 block Herbs Road.

One-Adam-12, roger.

Car's hot. Belongs up around Reno somewhere.

Ignition key, but no trunk key.

Makes you kinda wonder, doesn't it?

Your name's Berry, right?

- William Berry, right. - You?

Moore. Thomas Moore.

Okay, on your feet.

Hey, look, this whole thing's just downright silly.

Yeah? I'm sorry you think so.

Where's the key to your trunk?

I wish I knew.

You lost it no doubt, huh?

Yeah, I lost it.

Well, let's see if we can help you find it.

Now, listen carefully, both of you. You're under arrest.

You have the right to remain silent.

If you give up the right to remain silent,

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

We were just coming up to see you.

Don't do me any favors. What do you got?

Booked for a loaded gun and a hot car. You got time to talk?

Not right now. Take 'em up to the hall. Check with Mac.

- I'll be back with you soon as I can. - Right.

I'm tellin' you boys, I've played patsy for the last time!

- And I mean it! - Yes, ma'am, but assault with a baseball bat...

Assault, my foot!

The next deadbeat tries to beat me out of my rent...

- Excuse me... - Don't butt in, sonny!

I'll massage him with somethin' more than a baseball bat!

Oh, draggin' in a couple more

innocent citizens, huh?

- Just fighting crime, ma'am. - Hmmhh!

Take her to my office, will you?

What did you boys do, slap some crook

who was tryin' to rob ya?

Huh!

Well, what do you got here?

Mr. Moore and Mr. Berry.

We stopped 'em for runnin' a red,

and Mr. Moore pulled this on us.

The car was stolen this morning, someplace up near Reno.

- Anything in it? - Not even a trading stamp.

The trunk we don't know about. It seems Mr. Berry misplaced the key.

We left a backup unit with the car, and a tow truck's on the way.

- Find any I.D. on 'em? - Berry had a driver's license and a couple of credit cards.

It looks like the license may have been altered.

Probably stolen, too. What about the other one?

Just the gun, period. His pockets were clean.

Traveling kinda light, isn't he?

- In some respects, yeah. - Okay, take 'em on up to the hall.

Let's hope that they...

Oh, man. That's all I need tonight... a couple more drunks.

I didn't do nothin'!

Okay, straight ahead.

Now, look, Officer, don't you think this has gone about far enough?

We borrowed the car, man. We didn't steal it.

Listen, my stupid buddy here, he just got rattled, that's all.

I'm warnin' you. Knock it off!

You knock it off!

I'll kill you! I'll kill you, you miserable...

Now, listen to me, both of you.

I'm gonna say this once and once only.

If there's any more of that, you'll both be wearing restraints.

- Is that clear? - What's goin' on?

Tell him, not me.

Looks like a dissolution of partnership.

Take him outside. Put him in the holding tank.

Yes, sir, Let's go, Moore.

Take him as far away as you can get him.

Have your rights been explained to you?

Yeah, they've been explained to me.

All right, you took a car.

Now, you're telling me that your partner

was willing to shoot a police officer on a rap like that?

I don't have to tell you, man. You saw him, didn't you?

What were you doing up in Reno before you came down here?

It won't take us very long to find out, you know.

Nothin', I tell you. Look, if there's somethin' wrong,

I don't know anything about it. Okay?

What's that supposed to mean?

Forget it, man. Forget it.

Roll up your sleeves.

So that's it.

There. See?

I wouldn't know one end of a needle from another, man.

I blow a little pot once in a while. Who doesn't, huh?

A lot of people. We're talkin' about you. Ever do any pushing?

- I don't have to answer that. - No, sir, you don't.

Call the garage and see if that car's ready to take a look at.

Now, about the key to that trunk...

Hey, you.

Come here.

Yeah?

I want to ask you something.

Go ahead.

What's that buddy of mine

doin' in there, anyway?

I wouldn't know.

Yeah, well, I do.

Fixin' to put me away, that's what.

Listen, your turn's coming up.

To do what? Talk or hang?

Hey, man, if you're clean, you got nothin' to worry about.

If you're dirty, you're better off coppin' out.

Hey.

What now?

Take me in there.

I got somethin' to say.

Wonder how long Berry thought that key'd stay hidden in his shoe.

Must be a million dumping places

between here and Reno.

Berry thought the ocean was the best place.

Wonder who that girl was.

Well, the suspects' prints are on the machine now to Reno.

They're booked, whoever they are.

I guess that about wraps it up for you two.

I'd sure like to be the one to get their statements.

You talked Moore into telling us about the body. Isn't that enough?

Yeah, but that's all he'd say.

Well, we ought to know the whole story by the time you get off watch.

Let me ask you something, partner.

What did you do to Moore out here

to make him loosen up the way he did?

Yeah, how about letting us in on that?

Sorry. Um, professional secret.

You still uptight about that girl?

Yeah.

- Doesn't it bother you? - Yeah.

I can't help wondering about her...

what her story was.

Well, Berry and Moore probably picked her up

on the road somewhere...

robbed her, then killed her.

Yeah, probably somethin' like that.

Things like that scare you to death, don't they?

One-Adam-12, One-Adam-12, see the woman.

A malicious mischief report. 2221 Wismer Avenue.

One-Adam-12. Roger.

- Get a load of that. - That's somethin', huh?

Please, daddy, let it go, huh?

I didn't call the police, darling. Remember?

Good evening. I'm John Herman.

I'm Officer Malloy. This is my partner, Officer Reed.

Officer Reed.

Did you ever see anything like it?

Yes, sir. You must have a daughter that's pretty popular.

- Oh, you know about this sort of thing. - We're well acquainted.

- Well. - Hello, John.

Oh, there you are.

I knew it. I knew it. You're angry with me.

I should say not. Gentlemen, this is my neighbor from across the street,

Mrs. Jones, who was kind enough to call you when she heard the window break.

- Ma'am. - But I did do the right thing, didn't I, John?

Of course you did. Yes, of course.

You know, when it happened, I think those boys were as frightened as I was.

They really left here in a hurry. I know that.

- Hello, Mrs. Jones. - Oh, hello there, Vickie.

I didn't see you. Show me which window, please.

Oh, the broken window was an accident. I'm sure of it.

Is your daughter in high school, Mr. Herman?

Yes, sir, and she's president of everything

from the sophomore class to the Save the Earth Committee.

You know, according to Vickie, all this is a signal honor.

- Yes, sir. It happened to my sister once. - Oh?

I take it you weren't home tonight.

No. Vickie and I went to an opening at the Music Center.

It was a great show, by the way.

We've just been home about five minutes.

- They couldn't have been gone too long. - And I believe it.

Project like this takes quite a while.

Yes, and those boys must've had

quite an intelligence apparatus, too.

You know, the neighbors on either side of us, neither one of 'em are home.

Anyway, when we did get here, Caroline... Mrs. Jones...

Telephoned us and told us what happened.

Uh, Vickie.

This is Officer Malloy, Officer Reed.

How do you do?

Uh... excuse me just a minute.

Daddy.

If you file a complaint, I'll run away

and join the French Foreign Legion.

Look, I'll make a deal with you.

You clean up all this mess,

and I'll forget about the broken window. Hmm?

Oh, wow! Okay!

I think I've been had. Oh?

Mrs. Jones, did you actually see the boys break the window?

Uh, well, yes and no.

There must've been a dozen boys

on the... on the porch there when the window broke.

I was watching, and, uh...

and enjoying it immensely, John.

Um, then I heard the glass...

and suddenly it wasn't funny any longer.

And that's when I ran to the phone and called you people.

Now, when I look back...

couldn't have been more than a minute later...

there wasn't a soul in sight.

You checked inside to see if there's anything missing, Mr. Herman?

No, nothing. Look, it had to be an accident.

I know my daughter, and I know her friends.

They good kids, all of them, really.

Right, tiger?

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Now, how about some coffee for the troops? Have you got time?

- 'Fraid not, sir. - Thanks, anyway.

Just tell your boss that you ran into a nervous female.

- All right? - Correction.

- A good neighbor. - It was our pleasure.

All right. Thank you very much.

- Good night. - Good night.

Good night.

- Is it that time already? - It has been for 30 minutes.

We thought you'd buy us a beer on the way home.

You know, I smell so much booze in here tonight,

I'm hung-over already.

- Hey, how'd it go down? - What's that?

Berry and Moore. The girl in the trunk.

Well, the girl was a runaway from a Reno girls' school.

She pinched the car from a teacher and headed toward L.A.

to strip, I guess.

Berry and Moore are bust-outs from a Reno mental hospital.

Observation pending trial for murder.

Their real names are Kenyon and Marshall.

They were hitchhiking. The girl picked them up about 20 miles outside L.A.

Which one of 'em killed her?

That's one thing the suspects can't seem to agree on.

What was the motive? Robbery?

That girl had 7 dollars and 40 cents in her purse.

She fought 'em for it. Ended up taking a bullet.

Mmm. I think I'll skip the beer for tonight.

Yeah, me, too. Good night, man.

Sergeant MacDonald.

Oh, yes, ma'am. How've you been?

Yeah, sure, we've got him. It's Friday night, isn't it?

Well, what brings you here?

Oh. I was afraid you might already be on duty.

We are, as of right now.

Is there something wrong, Ms. Herman?

I don't know.

Well, not yet, anyhow.

Is there someplace we can sit down

and rap a while?

What's wrong with right here?

Yeah, okay.

Don't tell me that the paper hangers came back last night.

No, but they're making noises like they intend to.

What's so bad about that? I thought it was an honor.

- It won't be next time. - How come?

Because they think my father called the cops last night.

I kept telling everybody no, but they wouldn't believe me.

The guys are uptight.

A couple of 'em said they were gonna teach my old man a lesson.

You want to quote it for us?

That they're coming back tonight.

Only this time, when something gets broken, it won't be accidental.

And these are the nice kids your father was talking about.

My poor father.

He's so out of it, it's unbelievable.

I mean, if a guy says, "Yes, sir," and "No, sir,"

that's all he needs to know about them.

But the kids are nice.

Well, most of them are, anyway.

Well, I mean, they're not really bad.

You dig what I'm trying to say?

I guess so. You think the kids are okay

and that your father's still on horseback.

Exactly.

These guys who want to teach your dad a lesson.

You want to tell us about 'em?

Well, one keeps trying to make out with me!

The more I ignore him, the madder he gets.

The other one's an acid head.

You want to tell us who they are?

I can't! Don't you see?

They haven't really done anything yet.

Look, all I'm asking you to do is keep an eye on the house. Okay?

Have you talked this situation over with your mother?

I'd love to.

Only she died ten months ago.

Your father, then.

Why not?

You met my father.

Since my mother died, he's been in a fog. Right?

He looks at me and sees what he wants to see...

Snow white, Sleeping Beauty, Little Orphan Annie rolled into one.

Have you thought about trying to restore his vision?

No, not lately, I haven't.

Why not?

Because I don't want it restored.

How old would you say Ms. Herman was?

About 16 going on 30.

Pretty.

Yeah.

With all the problems that affect some girls who are 16 and pretty.

And then some.

No mother.

Hold it, mister!

What's... What's... What's going on here?

Now, listen to me and do exactly as you're told.

Sit up straight,

put your hands against the windshield,

and no more sudden moves. You got that?

Yeah. Yes, sir. I got that.

My wallet's in there with my driver's license.

Uh, you... you're... you're... What'd you think

I was gonna do? Reachin' for a gun?

Yesterday, under similar circumstances, a man pulled a gun on us, sir.

Uh... is it okay?

Yes, sir.

Whoo.

Ohhh...

Boy, you... you scared me out of ten years' growth.

We're sorry. The next time you get stopped, it might be a good idea

if you didn't make any sudden moves like you just did.

You know what I'm talking about?

Yeah. Yeah, I know. I know...

I know what you're talkin' about.

And, uh...

And I don't like it.

Not... Not even one little bit.

May I see your license, please?

Yeah, yeah. You can see it when I...

When I get darn good and ready. But... But first I got somethin' to say.

No wonder you cops are in trouble all the time.

You... You... You stop a decent citizen,

and you start treatin' him like a common criminal.

Now, I don't care what it was I did.

You had no right to treat me like that.

I'm... I'm a decent citizen, I'm mindin' my own business,

and you come up, you pull a gun on me,

you scare the wits out of me. You haven't got a right to do that.

Hey! Hey! Get away from that tree!

Hey! Look! My wife planted that tree! You'll ruin it.

You animal!

- Don't move him! I'll call an ambulance. - I'm sorry!

Oh, Daddy!

One-Adam-12 requesting an ambulance.

- A knifing victim at 2221 Wismer. - Oh, Daddy!

Roger.

Oh, it was Bob Doran!

I saw him! He had a knife!

He stabbed my father!

Oh, it's my fault!

It's my fault!

How far'd you have to chase him?

Three blocks. Got him going over a fence.

Where'd the backup unit get the knife from?

At a gas station restroom over on Colfax.

How come Mr. Herman did it?

Why'd he attack the kid that way?

Well, it must've been the last straw

when the boy pulled up that tree.

His wife planted it.

"For luck," she said.

You gonna ride the ambulance?

Yeah. Either way it goes, I'd like to get a statement.

I'll pick you up at the hospital.

All right, take him down to the station.

All right, folks, that's all there is.

No more to see tonight.

I'd like to help, if I may.

Sure. Glad to have you.

Why don't you grab that hose over there.

Watch yourself. Don't get wet.

He's going to die, isn't he?

Just like that tree.

Well, they both look pretty tough, if you ask me.

You know, you may be right, at that.

Let's hope so, anyhow.

John's wife planted that tree on their wedding anniversary.

When was that?

A year ago tonight.

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