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One-Adam-12, handle code 3.

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

A 459 report. 209 Bethel Street.

One-Adam-12, roger.

I locked the place up about 6:00 last night.

I opened up at 9 this morning.

Is that your regular routine?

Yeah, 9 to 6, Monday through Saturday.

Drag job, right?

- Yeah. V technique. - What's a drag job?

You notch a square of metal and punch a screw hole at each corner.

Slide the cutout behind the dial, and tighten the screws.

You can see the marks of the screws on the safe...

Here, here, here, and here.

Tighten the screws,

it exerts about a 15 to 1 pressure,

the combination knob gives.

That's Johnnie Delaney's old M.O., isn't it?

Five or six years back.

Wasn't it you who busted Delaney?

Yeah, that's right.

We checked Delaney out. He's on vacation.

You see, Malloy, we've had five jobs like this

in the last month.

C-style safes, the old drag job.

Delaney wasn't the only safe man who used this M.O. around here.

No. There's Sam Taylor and "Three Fingers" Lagana.

And Jim Mangut. We checked them all.

Malloy?

Windows, doors, and locks all untouched.

Does anybody else have a key to your store, Mr. Davis?

- Just me. - There's another means of entry.

Unless entry was made before the store was closed.

You mean somebody could have hidden in here

during store hours?

Exactly. I just can't figure out where.

Well the thing is, I check the place before I leave.

Unless somebody has a key that you don't know about,

it beats me.

Only had $490 from the safe.

- What about your stock? - No, I already checked.

I just remembered.

Johnnie Delaney lives somewhere on your beat, you know?

- Yeah, on Elm Street. - Well, keep your eyes open.

Johnnie Delaney's house is three blocks over.

Why don't we drive by and take a look?

Maybe the old safe cracker is back from vacation.

- Hey. - Look at this.

Same date.

All of 'em.

Wednesday, the 17th.

What happened to Thursday, Friday, and Saturday?

Open up, Johnnie!

Come in, you guys. Come on in.

Mustn't give the neighbors anything to gossip about.

There. That's better, isn't it?

Malloy, you look grand. Just grand.

Oh, I'll take those, Officer...

- Reed. - Johnnie Delaney.

I guess your good-looking partner's told you about me.

- Nice to know you, Reed. - Johnnie, the newspapers.

They're all the same date.

Oh, well, I'll... I'll tell you, Malloy,

uh, I was a little afraid of a newspaper strike

so I started hoarding.

That's a bit of a joke, Malloy.

When I tell you what it's all about,

you won't believe it.

Try me.

I'll do just that, Peter.

Excuse me a minute.

They didn't even hear the doorbell.

Those kids could sleep through an earthquake.

Kids?

- Are you a family man now? - Oh, yeah.

I have been for the past six months, Pete.

Yeah, they're my niece and nephew.

My young sister's kids.

See, she and her husband were killed

in an automobile accident outside of Davenport, Iowa.

And well, there was nobody else and so I'm raisin' the kids.

Here. Here's a picture.

Here. That's little Danny.

Looks like an altar boy, doesn't he?

But I tell you, he's a real little battler.

And this here, this is Denise.

Will you look at the eyes on her?

They're nice looking kids, Johnnie.

Uh, would you mind explaining

the newspaper and milk bottle bit outside?

Oh, well, it's like this, you see,

I got laid off a few months back, Pete.

I was a checker down at the Quincy warehouse.

Well, things got slow and... You guys want a cup of coffee or anything?

No. No, thank you.

Well, anyhow, it's vacation time, you see.

And all the kids on the block are going away

and naturally, little Denise and Danny,

they started asking me about their vacation.

Well, how can I tell 'em that I've got a bad case of the shorts?

Look, why don't you sit down and make yourself comfortable?

Uh, no thanks, Johnnie. You were saying?

Yeah, well, I finally told 'em.

I said, "Look, kids, we're gonna go on a pretend vacation.

"Now we'll spread the word up and down the block

"that we're going away for a couple of weeks

to Lake Arrowhead, no less."

So that's when I got the idea.

I went out and bought the milk and the newspapers.

Now, every morning before anybody's up,

I put another bottle and another newspaper

out on the front porch.

And you spend your vacation right here.

Right.

At night, I spread a sheet in front of the TV set

and we have a regular picnic.

And we race boats in the bathtub and...

Well, besides being cruise director

for this vacation wonderland,

have you been up to anything else, Johnnie?

A little... Such as?

Oh, there have been four or five safe jobs

in the area lately, Mr. Delaney.

Oh, well, that's a terrible thing.

Oh, sure, you're not looking at me, are you?

Whoever pulled the jobs used your old M.O.

You mean, the drag job bit?

Oh, well, a lot of the guys used that M.O.

Yes, sir. We know that.

Well, of course, I have to admit

that I was something special.

Well, I could open a safe the way an artist

would paint a masterpiece.

But... But I've put all that behind me.

I've... I've retired from the profession.

Hey, Reed.

Did Malloy ever tell you how he busted me?

No, he didn't.

Well, I got overconfident, you see.

I... I was the best there was.

I used to take my lunch with me on jobs,

like any skilled workman.

Well, I'd work a couple of hours

and then I'd have a lunch break.

And after the lunch break,

I'd light up and I'd relax for a while.

Now, like they say in the books,

the criminal only made one mistake.

He was clouting the safe at the Workman Realty Company

and he left his lunch pail behind,

with his name and address in it.

And what was it the judge said?

He said... Oh, yeah.

He said, "Leavin' that pail there

betrayed my unconscious need for punishment."

I'll leave that stuff to the guys

with all the diplomas on the walls.

- Take it easy, Johnnie. - Hey, hey, wait, Malloy. Here's something.

Look, you know, there are not very many of those C-type safes around anymore.

And they're the best kind to use a drag job on.

Well, sir, about a year ago,

I spotted one in that French dress shop, the...

What's it called?

- "Frankoises Beauty, Cuey"... - Uh, boutique.

- Yeah. - "Francois Boutique."

Yeah. Uh, I spotted one of those in there.

- Thanks. - Oh. Oh, wait!

Uh, I'd appreciate it

if you'd put these back on the front porch.

Remember, everybody here is on vacation

at Lake Arrowhead, no less.

Don't let the kids fall out of the boat.

Don't worry. I'll keep an eye on 'em, Pete.

They're my whole life now.

Take care, Reed.

One-Adam-12, clear.

One-Adam-12, clear on call.

See the man, a 415 fight.

11650 East Wilshire Boulevard, Room 204.

Diploma Motel. One-Adam-12, handle, code 2.

One-Adam-12, roger.

Mind telling us what was going on here?

Look, I got no complaints. I didn't call you guys.

The guy in the next unit did.

He said it sounded like a Pier 6 brawl.

Well, I'll give him an award for good citizenship.

The manager said you registered as Mr. John Smith and wife.

That's right.

What happened to your face, Mr. Smith?

Uh... I walked into a closet in the dark.

Where's your wife?

She got bored. Went out shopping.

A likely story, eh?

Sure. But that's the only one you're gonna get from me.

Check your wallet.

The manager also said your wife

looks a lot like a girl he knows named Lisa Bonelli.

So?

Lady does shopping. Lady needs loot.

Okay, mister.

Hey, wait a minute.

They took something from me.

Something I need. Something I want back.

Maybe you better start at the beginning.

Okay.

Okay.

My real name's Albert Cook.

I met this chick, Lisa,

in a bar down the street.

The Hot Shot.

She said hello.

She speaks with a real heavy Italian accent, by the way.

And I... I said hello.

We came up here

and she seemed kind of nervous.

I guess that was part of the act, huh?

Anyhow, I offered her a drink,

a coffee, or a sandwich

and I put my wallet and change over there

and I went in the bathroom.

When I came out,

she'd pulled the drapes and the bedroom was dark.

And then this guy comes out of the shadows,

like that.

Big guy. I hardly even saw him.

He hit me. That's all I know.

What'd he hit you with?

I'm not sure. I think it was just his fist.

So they made a fool out of me, right?

Took me like a country boy in town,

with the egg money in his pocket.

Then you guys show up.

I... I decided to keep my mouth shut

and take my lumps.

But now...

But now?

They took something besides money.

Something I can replace for about half a dollar,

but just an ordinary St. Christopher's medal.

With one little difference.

It stopped a bullet with my name on it

in Kaison.

I want it back, Officer. I need it.

Well, Mr. Cook, if you want your St. Christopher back,

you're gonna have to do more than ask for it.

You're gonna have to sign a crime report.

Okay, I'm your boy.

All right, we'll take the report

and then we'll stop by the Hot Shot

and check it out on the chance

she may have gone back there.

You want to give us a description of the girl?

Lisa Bonelli?

Yes?

What do you want?

Just to talk

about a motel room, a man who was slugged,

some missing money, and a St. Christopher medal.

He made me do it!

He made me!

All week I have to meet men.

He's cousin to my husband.

Distant cousin. Name Antonio.

Antonio Minetti.

After my husband drowned, it was...

How you say? Fisherman.

Antonio send money for me and my bambina

to come here to United States.

He said to marry.

But he no marry.

He take my baby.

He say I see her only in America.

Sunday.

He say if I do not work for him

on the streets,

I never see her again.

I think we've got a lot more than robbery here.

- Child stealing. - Yeah, at least.

Antonio let me keep this.

The medallion of Santa Cristoforo.

When I was a little ragazza,

I prayed to him.

I pray to him now

that he help me!

Help my baby.

Signore poliziotto,

will you help me?

We'll do our best, ma'am.

Mrs. Bonelli says this Minetti character

has her baby in apartment 2C.

You and Reed come with me.

Long, you stay down here with Mrs. Bonelli

and keep an eye on the lobby.

Police officers! Open up!

Kick it.

Freeze!

Hands up against the wall. Feet back and spread 'em.

What is this? I ain't done nothing.

That's not what we heard.

Lisa, huh?

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.

You have the right to speak to an attorney.

Do you understand each of these rights

I've explained to you?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

But Lisa ain't pinning nothing on me.

- She's my cousin. - Distant, she says.

It's the wife who can't testify against her husband.

Maybe you should have married the girl, Minetti.

Look, I don't care what lies she's told you.

All I know is it's her word against mine.

Plus the word of the guy who owns

this St. Christopher Medal.

Tina!

Oh.

What do you think will happen to Lisa Bonelli?

It shouldn't go too hard with her under the circumstances.

It'll be a different story with Minetti.

You know what I did last night?

Hmm?

I went out to Ascot Speedway

and watched the races.

They're really something else.

Mm-hmm.

- Hey. - Huh?

You haven't heard a thing I've said.

I'm sorry. I was thinking.

What about?

What Johnnie Delaney said last night

about "Francois Boutique" having his kind of safe.

I wonder if he was trying to tell us something.

Why don't we go by and take a look?

Looks like your crystal ball is working good.

Yeah. So is Johnnie Delaney's.

This is One-Adam-12, show us code 6

at 1401 Axtel Avenue.

Request a backup unit.

Notify Far West Alarm Service, telephone: 321-1321.

Possible 459. Suspects inside building now.

One-Adam-12, roger.

Cover the outside. Reed and I will go in.

You got the keys? Let's go.

Oh, I guess we were seeing things.

Yeah, we'd better get back on patrol.

Yeah.

Oh, now you've spoiled everything.

I've spoiled everything?

Yes. Uncle Johnnie said if anybody saw us...

Especially the police.

We couldn't play anymore.

So, our game's over now.

This game.

You hide in the store 'til everybody leaves?

And then when it's dark outside,

we start playing.

I see.

And Uncle Johnnie taught you the game?

Yes. He's really good at it.

The stuff in the safe belongs to Uncle Johnnie.

He could just ask for it in the daytime,

but this way it's lots more fun.

Uncle Johnnie!

He found us.

The game's over.

I just came by to take 'em home.

That's how I happened to meet Officer Reed.

The little girl's right, Johnnie.

The game's over.

Hi, Malloy. Where are they?

They'll be at McClaren Hall for a while

'til a court finds a good home for 'em.

Look, I want to thank you for not telling them.

Malloy, I just did it to get a college stake.

Now, look, I'm nobody to raise a couple of

bright kids like that.

I figured if I could get my hands on enough money

to pay the premium on a college insurance policy,

well, they'd have a chance.

Well, they'll have a better chance this way, Johnnie.

I guess you're right.

Isn't that what you wanted?

What?

Well, you taught them an M.O.

that was like a set of fingerprints.

You even gave us the name of the place they were gonna hit

last night.

You did everything but send up Roman candles

so we'd spot you and catch them.

Malloy, you sound just like that judge.

The one that said that I wanted to get caught.

Now, do I look like the kind of a guy

who would blow the whistle on his own flesh and blood?

Not on them, Johnnie. On yourself.

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