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

a 211 in progress.

One-Adam-12, handle code 3.

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If I hadn't missed the ten pin in the last frame,

you'd be buying me lunch.

Any time you want lessons, just let me know.

I'm cheap. For beginners.

Okay. Where do you want to eat?

How about the gourmet delicatessen?

At least you're beginning to show some taste.

Hey, Malloy, there's an old lady out in the lobby

giving Mac a hard time.

- He wants you out there. - Oh.

Mrs. O'Brien?

If it is, Mac's got his hands full.

Look, ma'am, I'm doing the best I can, really.

I hate to tell you this,

but you're not dealing with one of those sweet little old things.

So far, you've only seen my nice side.

Now you get Pete Malloy out here fast

before you find out what I'm really like.

I thought we settled this last night.

I changed my mind.

Oh, great. What does that mean?

It means I'm going to camp out here till I get some action.

I told you I found a report

and Sergeant Sanchez is handling the case.

And I told you that he brushed me off,

and I'll be he hasn't thought about it since.

It doesn't work that way.

- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.

We'll see.

Malloy, would you mind filling me in?

That's Mrs. O'Brien.

She manages the apartment where I live.

Last week, she had her purse snatched,

and now, she's your problem.

What am I supposed to do with her?

She says she's staying. She's staying.

You've got the watch. Figure something out.

What was the guy's name that used to live below you,

that one that Mrs. O'Brien kept calling the cops on?

Mazursky, the rebel yell king.

Yeah, Mazursky. Weird guy.

He's not weird.

He just likes to stand out by the pool at midnight and give rebel yells.

I got news for you, Pete.

Any guy who likes to do that's weird.

He misses Alabama.

Didn't you tell me a couple of months ago

that she pushed him into the pool

and kept him from climbing out by turning the fire hose on him.

Yeah. He almost drowned. But it cured him.

Doesn't it worry you that there are at least half a dozen fire hoses

inside the station?

What if we come back from watch tonight,

and she zaps you coming through the door?

That is a possibility we can't completely discount.

If I were you, I'd find the guy who ripped her off.

I'm working on something. I spent a couple of hours in records last night.

Jim, check a plate.

429 Ida Nora David.

Guy's hinky. He keeps dropping back.

It's not here.

One-Adam-12 requesting wants, warrants and DMV

on California license 429 Ida Nora David.

One-Adam-12, roger. Stand by.

One-Adam-12, 429 Ida Nora David

no want or warrant, DMV not available.

One-Adam-12, roger.

It's clean.

He's turning right. I'm going to make the block.

- That's one for you. - I figured.

This is One-Adam-12.

We're in pursuit of a 1972 green Chevrolet four-door hard top.

License 429 Ida Nora David.

Westbound on Moorpark from Seventh.

Suspect is wanted for traffic violations only at this time.

All units on all frequencies, stand by.

One-Adam-12 is in pursuit.

One-Adam-12 is in pursuit of

a 1972 Chevrolet hard top. Light green.

California license 429 Ida Nora David.

Proceeding westbound on Moorpark from Seventh.

Wanted for traffic violation only.

Clear right.

Suspect is entering Beatty's Lumberyard on Aliza.

He's trying for the back gate.

Freeze!

Don't shoot, don't shoot!

Hands on top of your head.

Let's go. Move.

Over here.

What's that for? We didn't do anything.

How about reckless driving and evading arrest?

I told you so.

Okay, so I lost my head.

Honest, man, that's the only reason.

What are you busting us for?

What are your names and addresses?

Fred Hill at 4371 Oxnard.

You?

Paul Seever. 3054 Van Nuys.

Come on, man, give us a break. We didn't do anything.

Car belong to you?

- Yeah, sure. - You have the registration?

Uh, no. But I have the one belonging to the guy

that sold it to me. I just bought it yesterday.

Where is it?

It's in the glove compartment.

Take a look.

I'll check it out.

Find it?

Yeah. Also a few other things.

You jerk.

What'd you put the stash in there for?

How did I know we were going to be stopped?

It looks like we can add possession of heroin to the other charges.

You get the feeling they expected to be busted for something else?

Yeah.

Here comes Mac.

- What do you got? - Heroin, for openers.

The car may be hot. I wanted to pound it.

Okay, take them in. I'll have 23 handle the car.

If you're in charge of my case,

then I suggest you get off your rusty dusty

and do something about it.

Mrs. O'Brien, everywhere I go,

I look for a red-headed boy who's 17 years of age.

Only yesterday, I saw half a dozen of them.

Unfortunately, none of these were carrying purses.

Who knows? My luck might change.

I'll see you in the coffee room.

I'll bail Sanchez out and meet you down there.

Don't get wet.

Malloy, I want her out of here now.

Pete, I've just about had it with this whole scene.

I'm tired of being sloughed off by everyone around here.

Wait for me in the lobby. I'll be right out.

- I'm warning you... - Out.

Oh, boy, how can you live in the same building with her?

You may not be ready for this, but I really like her.

I'm not kidding. She's got more guts than almost anybody I know.

The trick is just to stay on her good side.

Something you haven't been able to do, huh?

I'm not so sure. I think she's having a pretty good time down here.

I'd give 100 bucks to get that little red-headed kid that boosted her purse,

and get her out of this station and out of my life.

I've been thinking about something that might make some sense.

All right, let's hear it.

I spent some time last night going through the reports

of every purse that's been ripped off last month.

Out of 37 reports, 23 had Social Security checks in them,

and over half of those went down

within two blocks of the Addison Street post office.

What are you getting at?

We've been trying to track down a bunch of unrelated purse snatches.

What if they were after the Social Security checks?

That's kind of far-fetched.

What would a kid do with a Social Security check?

Who'd cash it for him?

There is one way. It would be kind of a hassle.

Go ahead.

What if they were using phony I.D.'s

and hiring an old lady to cash them?

You want a stakeout, right?

Right. I figure we have a policewoman go in there,

and act like she's picking up a Social Security check.

We stake her out and see what happens.

Malloy, you got any idea how understaffed I am?

- Here it comes. - That's right.

I'm working a couple of big-time burglars,

got three guys on vacation.

Everybody wants to go in August.

What's wrong with November?

I thought you said it would be worth 100 bucks

to get Mrs. O'Brien off your back.

A hundred bucks, yeah.

Three of my detectives I can't begin to spare.

Thanks for the coffee.

Look, Malloy, it's not a bad idea.

Why don't you talk to your watch commander

and see if he can't cut you loose for a while.

Yeah. Thanks.

Listen, one other thing.

Those guys you brought in earlier.

Got a trace going to Sacramento.

When the car comes in, we're giving it the full treatment.

Don't get wet, huh?

What did Mac say?

He said he'd see how the action is tomorrow.

If it's quiet, we can work it for a while.

Yeah. It's a pretty good idea,

for a guy grasping at straws.

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

A D.B., 6717 Troyen Drive.

One-Adam-12, roger.

You called the police, ma'am?

He's dead.

My son's dead.

And he killed him.

Who killed him?

His father.

I... work nights.

When I came home, I...

found him in there.

Call the coroner and detectives.

Right.

Why don't we wait on the back porch, Mrs. Nelson?

I was afraid this would happen someday.

My husband's no good.

He's always been trouble.

Especially when he drinks.

He breaks things and hurts people.

He hurt Will so bad once,

he was in the hospital for a month.

Last night before I went to work,

they had an awful fight.

What about?

Nothing.

It was never about anything.

Will and I just tried to stay out of his way.

Now he's dead.

And you know something?

I can't even remember the last time

I told him I loved him.

Do you know where your husband is now, Mrs. Nelson?

No.

He sleeps in that guest house.

I had him move in there last month

when I couldn't take it any longer.

Did you look in there when you got home this morning?

I couldn't.

Will you be okay for a minute?

Nelson.

Hey, Nelson, wake up.

Wake up. Police.

I'll check around outside.

Police?

What do you want with me?

Oh, yeah, the fight in the bar.

I didn't do that.

I didn't start it anyway.

I sure did finish it.

Mr. Nelson, your son's been killed.

Will?

Killed?

Oh, no, no.

No, what are you trying to tell me?

You don't have to answer any questions here,

but you've got to come down to the station with me.

You look here, buster boy.

I am not going to go anywhere.

Got anything?

There's some tire marks and crumpled paper.

Go ahead. I'll mark this for the detectives.

Don't hang this on me. I didn't do it.

I love my so-called wife...

Settle down!

Let's go over on Hoover and check those two markets by the freeway.

I'll phone in, then we can head in.

I can go home to Jean, and you can go home to Mrs. O'Brien.

One-Adam-12, One-Adam-12, go to the station.

Meet the watch commander in front.

One-Adam-12, roger.

Now I know why Mac called us in.

What do you mean us, stranger?

What's going on here?

What does it look like?

This is a peaceful demonstration.

I trust it's still legal.

He found out that you're one of my tenants,

but I told him you could be moving out shortly.

If you throw me out, who are you going to get to take out the trash?

Besides, where's all this going to get you?

Into the newspapers and the television.

Public opinion... That's where it's at.

Now if you don't mind.

What's the problem, Mac?

Oh, that's very funny.

Now look, will you turn around and get out there

and talk her into leaving?

Oh, come on. We're off watch in a few minutes.

Oh, no. You're off watch when you get that knitting circle back to their knitting.

Somehow, I don't see Mrs. O'Brien doing any knitting.

But in a knife fight, she might be spectacular.

Okay. I'll see what I can do.

You know, I don't believe it.

All this over one purse.

You have to respect her. She's a fighter.

Yeah, I'll give her that.

By the way, that Nelson guy you brought in.

Doesn't look too good for him.

He's already been up twice for felonious assault.

Coroner fixed the time of death at about 9:00 this morning.

He still doesn't remember anything?

Nothing. Doesn't even know how he got home.

What about fingerprints?

All over the place.

But they could've been left by anyone anytime.

The shovel was clean.

Could you make anything out of the stuff in the driveway?

Those tire tracks were made by Girardi tires,

but even if they could be traced,

that wouldn't prove it was the killer's car,

assuming that Nelson didn't do it.

The same with those candy wrappers they found.

Victim could have dropped those himself.

Wait a minute. Candy wrappers? What kind?

I think Sanchez said they were Mello Almonds.

Those two hypes that we picked up earlier had Mello Almond.

We stopped them just about the time the Nelson kid was killed.

They were only seven blocks from the house.

I'll get Sanchez on it.

If their tires are Girardi,

Nelson might draw the "get out of jail" card.

All right, enough is enough.

You made your point yesterday.

And today and tomorrow and as long as it takes.

You're really putting me on a spot with my watch commander.

I'm sorry, Pete,

but you might as well get in there and drive me down,

because I'm going one way or another.

Did you see the 6:00 news last night?

Yes, I did.

And you looked terrible.

You're getting a double chin. You better watch it.

Hey, Pete, you guys can change back into soft clothes.

I decided to give your purse-snatch theory a trial.

I've got a plain car and a policewoman.

You can work it for one day, that's all I can spare.

Thanks, Mac.

Hey, Pete, don't thank me. I'm like you.

Anything we can do to get Mrs. O'Brien out of here,

we got to try.

You guys afraid of that nice old lady?

Oh, Sanchez wanted me to give you a message.

The tire tracks match perfectly

right down to a cut in the left front.

When we hit the suspects with it, Seever couldn't wait to cop out on his buddy.

So they turned Nelson loose this morning.

He looked kind of glad to leave.

Why'd they kill the kid?

The Nelson kid was dealing in smack.

He jacked the price up, they got into a hassle,

killer flipped out and killed him.

Sanchez says good work.

Those candy wrappers made the case.

I wonder if she's as tired as I am.

If I ever have the urge to become a detective,

remind me of this caper, huh? Kind of dull, huh?

Unless you like sitting around in a car all day.

It's your turn.

Okay.

Category's great athletes.

We already did great athletes.

I really have a toughie this time.

Wait a minute. I think I got something.

Let's hit it.

All right, let's go. Come on.

Look, I never done this before.

You guys got to believe me. This is my first rip-off.

Give him his rights.

I know my rights. I'll tell you anything you want to know.

You guys, you got to believe me.

I never done nothing like this before.

I need some extra scratch. That's all.

My old man, he's out of work.

My little sister.

She's got to have some food to eat soon.

I had to do it. I needed that money.

I'd advise you to get an attorney.

What for? It was just a purse snatch.

We know about the Social Security checks.

That could tie you into 20 or 30 counts.

All we have to do is let

the women whose Social Security checks were taken

have a look at you and see where it goes from there.

What if we make a deal?

If you want to cooperate, fine. We don't make deals.

Look, I don't want to take this whole rap.

I don't blame you.

There's this guy... he's been paying me for the checks.

I get ten bucks for every check I bring him.

What's his name?

Al Davies.

He's got a little photography shop.

It's right around here.

Let's go.

You really hit it, Malloy.

Detectives busted Davies' photo shop.

Came up with half a dozen Social Security checks,

and some phony I.D.'s for a little old lady who was cashing them.

They're picking her up now.

Davies' getting booked down the hall.

About the checks, Mac.

We didn't happen to get lucky and turn Mrs. O'Brien's?

Well, even cops get a break now and then.

That's going to make a lot of people very happy.

What's this new jazz you're pulling?

Why can't I have it? It's mine, isn't it?

Yeah, but you see, it's also evidence.

You'll get it back right after the trial.

I better, or I'll be back.

From now on, why don't you keep your purse underneath your arm,

or wrap the strap around your fingers.

You'll hang onto it longer.

Pete, drive me home.

I can't do that. It's against the rules.

Malloy, drive her home.

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