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McCall: Strangled, huh?
Hunter: More like garroted.
All 3 of these victims served as jurors
at the trial of Louis McMahon.
I'm questioning a suspect.
Louie can't talk.
Guilty.
Shall we, uh, divide and conquer?
Works for me.
We're gonna be suspended.
Works for me.
♪ Bumble Jacks, bumble Jacks ♪
♪ taste like a blue rainbow ♪
♪ bumble Jacks, bumble Jacks ♪
♪ gives you that special glow ♪
♪ bumble Jacks gives you that special ♪
♪ bumble Jacks, bumble Jacks ♪
♪ tastes like a blue rainbow ♪
I hate it.
So do I.
Hey, go home already. You look dead.
The bumble Jacks account will survive
another night without a lyric.
I don't think anything can survive
"tastes like a blue rainbow."
Well, that's about the time to go home
and get some sleep.
Hey, come on,
your boyfriend's waiting for you.
Hey, he's probably on his way up here right now
with a shotgun just waiting to catch us.
David has seen what you look like, Ted.
He would never worry about that.
See? It's him.
Hey, don't tell him I'm here.
Thorner ad agency.
Loretta Johnson speaking.
Guilty.
What?
Guilty.
Who is it?
Who was that?
I don't know. Some weirdo, I guess.
He was doing some heavy breathing
and then he said, "guilty."
That's a weird thing to say.
Probably some prank call.
You know, some kids just dialing numbers.
Come on, let me walk you down to your car.
Are you ok, Loretta?
I'll be fine as soon as I get home.
Look, why don't you give me a call when you get home?
I'll feel better.
David will be waiting for me.
I'll be ok.
Are you sure?
Yeah.
Radio: Attention all units in the Wilshire district,
we have a silent neighborhood watch report.
Prowler on northridge street beat a woman.
Northridge. That's too far.
Hunter, come in. Hunter, come in.
Hunter, are you there?
Hunter, come in.
Radio: Any unit, a 201 and silent
on Hayden place. Shots fired.
That's not too far.
Yeah, this is l-56,
I'm at the corner of colfax and Burbank boulevard.
I can respond.
Radio: L-56, we have 3 closer units in motion,
one already there. Do not respond.
Great.
McCall: Your last chance, hunter, come in.
Sorry, McCall. What do you got?
Where have you been?
Listening to the radio.
Hunter, I've been sitting here on this greasy park bench,
I am bored out of my mind,
and you're listening to the radio.
Somebody's got to be listening
for calls to run on.
What do you mean calls?
We're on assignment here, remember?
We're supposed to clean out all the muggers.
Look, McCall, you're the one...
Am I in your way?
Look, McCall, you were the one
coming out of the ladies' room
when the captain was looking
to give this assignment away.
Yeah. Well, don't forget, buddy,
we're in this together.
Just cover our butts
so I can get something to run on.
So you can get something? You'll leave me out of it.
I wouldn't do that to you, McCall.
Radio: All units, we have a 187
at 18534 medsten drive. Available units respond.
I got one, McCall.
Wait a minute, hunter, what are you doing?
You just hang tough. I'll be right back.
Well, where are you going?
Well, hunter, wait...
Yeah, this is l-56.
I'm responding to that 187
at 18534 medsten drive. I'm rolling.
McCall: Hunter, will you pick up
the walkie-talkie, please?
Hunter. Would you pick up the radio?
Hunter.
Great.
Every bone in the girl's neck was crushed.
The guy must have used
some kind of a garroting rope.
Any suspects?
Already took her boyfriend down to the station.
He was in the house.
Claimed he came out
and found the body this morning.
His story is pretty inconsistent.
Right now he's the prime suspect.
Anybody notice these keys?
Hunter, get away from that car.
You're supposed to be in the park with your partner.
But captain, I was going to lunch when the call came in.
I understand they arrested the boyfriend.
Yeah, well, a complete report
will be in the morning newspaper.
You're supposed to be in the park catching muggers.
Well, the park's practically clean.
Yeah, I love that word "practically."
Captain, can't McCall and I kind of,
like, uh, you know?
Look, you and McCall are already on a case, all right?
I want you to go back to the park,
and I don't want to see you again or have you check in
until it's completely cleaned up.
Not practically, but completely cleaned up.
Look, captain, McCall and I
are ready to take this homicide case.
Besides, the park is completely under control.
McCall: Hunter, get over here. I think we got one.
Come in, hunter.
What, do you got a brick in there?
Yeah, and I got a bullet in here.
Now, freeze. Police.
Where have you been?
You have the right to remain silent.
If you give up that right to remain silent,
anything you say can and will be used against you
in a court of law.
McCall: She was strangled, huh?
More like garroted.
Oh, great.
They arrested the boyfriend,
but I don't think it was him.
She was jumped while she was trying to lock her car.
The key was bent over to the right.
So?
So, which means that when she was jumped
she was pulled out toward the street.
Now, if the boyfriend did it,
he would have come from the house,
jumped her, pulled her back toward the house.
The key would have been bent toward the left.
That's right. How'd you figure that out?
Auto shop, lawndale high school, 1963.
Well, you guys really double up, don't you?
Not more than 5 minutes ago I told
other detectives that were here.
Well, we just like to be thorough, is all.
I can't believe it.
I told her not to worry.
You know, just some kids making crank calls.
Now she's dead.
We're very sorry.
Was guilty the only thing he said?
Yeah, that was it.
What does it mean?
We're not gonna know until we find this animal.
If you happen to think of anything else
that might help us, give us a call, would you?
Oh, yeah.
She was just 30 years old.
She thought up jingles for cereal ads,
for god's sake.
Who'd want to kill Loretta?
Hunter: Guilty. I don't get it.
This guy decides who's guilty,
then he goes out and executes them.
Loretta Johnson, she doesn't exactly have
your typical criminal profile, you know.
Maybe she's got a past life
we don't know anything about.
Let's run her by the computer
and see what we come up with.
Looks pretty clean.
What are you two doing in the computer room?
Oh, sure, I saw the two of them in there, captain,
I thought the two of you
were supposed to be in a park somewhere.
Hey, hunter, I never got those reports on my desk.
What is it, you're so tired
from chasing and arresting muggers
that you don't have the strength
to carry the paperwork into my office?
Well, we're just tying up some loose ends, captain.
All right, you had something in your hand.
Where did you put it?
What?
Look, I don't know what you two are up to,
but it better not involve that strangler case.
I've already got enough detectives working on that.
We were just trying to match up some saliva samples
from the winos down at the park, captain.
Boy, that's a real killer on shoe leather.
That's disgusting, McCall.
How's that strangler case coming, captain?
Didn't the, uh, the boyfriend do it?
No, we released him this morning. Wrong guy.
And we've got no further clues or suspects.
These two are up to something, captain.
Did you see her pour him coffee?
She never pours him coffee.
Hey, look, hunter, do everybody a favor.
Stay out of the computer room
and in the park, ok?
Right.
Yeah, as a matter of fact,
why don't we go on back to the park
and, uh, clear the city of all the winos and bag ladies.
Oh, yeah, right.
Yeah, Bernie, you never can tell
when a wino's gonna barf on your feet.
Ok. Loretta Johnson.
There's no arrests, no convictions,
no nothing. Cleaner than Bernie's sex life.
Then what's she guilty of?
I don't know.
Guilty.
I know who this is.
I know who you are,
and I'm going to the police.
Guilty.
That's right, boys, let's get that stiff out of here.
Very good, that's the way to do it. Excellent.
Arias, get in there and start lifting those prints.
Fine, yes. And you just go around the corner
and do, uh, whatever, uh...
I know my rights.
Are you sick, man? Are you sick?
Hey, hey, hey, wait a minute, now.
I want my lawyer, I want to make a phone call,
and I want a cup of coffee. Black.
Uh, you and Jackson check the neighbors
and see if they heard anything.
I already checked them out. The little old lady
back in number 7 said she heard a crash.
Might have been the door being kicked in.
That's very good. Door kicked in.
That's 2 "o" s in door, Bern.
Hunter, what the hell are you doing here?
This case is off-limits to you and McCall.
Boy, he sure makes you feel at home, doesn't he?
Wait, it is off-limits, hunter.
Look, Bernie, we were transporting a suspect
and we saw all these vehicles out in front
and we decided to pop in.
Hey, I know my rights!
Shut up, Eddie, I'll cave your head in.
Oh, you'll hit me again, are you?
I'm thinking about it.
You don't know who you're dealing with,
you don't know who you're dealing with here, do you?
Are you sick? Are you sick or something?
There are departmental orders
concerning the treatment of prisoners, hunter.
I treat all my prisoners the same, Bernie.
You may well be in violation
of a departmental order, then.
What seems to be the trouble?
Who are you?
I'm detective terwilliger.
Listen, you got to get me away from him.
Who?
This sergeant hunter.
Hey, please, don't leave me with him.
This guy's crazy.
Did he, uh... did he hurt you?
Hey, I have cuffs on.
Are you saying that sergeant hunter, uh,
overstepped the law,
some kind of police brutality or something?
Yeah, yeah.
He's real scary,
and he said he was gonna get me if I talked.
Uh, no, no, no, you can talk to me.
You can tell me everything.
Well, first off...
No! I can't talk to you.
I can't trust none of you cops
'cause you all stick together.
No, no, no, no, no, you can trust me.
Honestly. Would you like some coffee or something?
Did you find anything?
I don't know.
I was looking out in the trash
and I found today's newspaper
with a couple of articles clipped out.
It looks like the old man was keeping
some sort of a scrapbook here.
Yeah.
Seems like he's interested in crime stories, too.
Yeah. Now this is this morning's newspaper.
There's 2 pages ripped out of the scrapbook.
So this killer's coming in here snuffing this guy
and then he's taking old articles with him?
Yeah, that's what it looks like.
Let's go locate these missing articles.
Yeah.
You have a date on that?
A date? I got a place and a time.
Bernie, that looks like hunter's car.
Now what the hell is he doing here?
Sir, I've been getting some very interesting information
about hunter from this prisoner right here.
Hunter: How are you doing, captain?
Surprise visit, hunter?
Well, I was transporting this hooligan
that we'd picked up from the park downtown
when we saw the cars and we decided to stop by.
Yeah, we saw all these cop cars
and we thought maybe, uh, terwilliger
got hit by a bus or something.
We were concerned.
Well, according to Bernie,
your prisoner here has a lot to say.
I got it all written down
and signed by the witness, sir.
I had it... I had it right here.
Hey, well, look, i'd like to stick around
and chat with you guys,
but we've got a booking to go to.
Taa-taa.
I had it right here.
I had it in my pocket.
Yo, twit, I thought you could help me out.
You should have seen him. I really had him going.
Thanks, Eddie. I appreciate this.
I owe you one.
Yo!
♪ I am the man to break, ha ♪
Hey, Bernie's wallet.
Must have thought that it slipped out of his pocket.
Hey, you ain't got to open the door.
Adios, amigos.
Hunter: Let's take a run by the library, McCall.
Excuse me.
We're looking for the last 2 issues
of the newspaper.
Local or out of town?
Local.
Planning on photocopying?
Well, it's a possibility.
Why, is it against the law?
Only if you photocopy money,
in which case they put you away.
And it usually turns out pretty awful, anyway.
Now, we charge for all of our photocopies.
No checks, no credit cards.
Do you need change?
Uh, I think we can, uh, handle it.
Would you just point us in the direction of the file?
Right over there against the wall.
Oh... do you have your library card?
Never leave home without it.
This is really a long shot, you know.
Well, when you're bobbing for anything
you try anything.
But come on, a rumpled-up newspaper
in the victim's trash can. That can be zip.
Yeah, but maybe the killer didn't want us to find it.
You got to keep an open mind
about these things, McCall.
McCall: All right, what do you got?
Ah.
"Sacramento coroners, currently examining
"the remains of Martin clink
for final determination of death,
"which has thought to have been
precipitated by cord or rope."
You mind keeping it down a little, please?
That stuff makes me sick.
"Mr. Clink, arriving home late in the evening
"from a business meeting with an insurance client,
"was found lying just outside the front door
of his small apartment
not far from the state capital building."
McCall: It's about a murder. Big deal.
Well, it parallels the cases
that we've been running into.
They're all strangulations.
Don't you get the connection?
Hunter, why would this guy
kill somebody up in Sacramento
and then come down to L.A. to get another victim?
Victims.
Victims, plural. Ok, fine,
but it still doesn't make any sense.
Yet. I bet if we call the Sacramento coroner's office
right now, he might be through
with the investigation.
It may have something to do with this case.
And if not?
Well, if not then I've... just defaced
a publicly-owned major newspaper.
Want the funnies?
I just got off the phone with Sacramento.
Get this...
They found pieces of rawhide
embedded in the victim's neck.
Same way John Matthews died.
Uh-huh, and this is weird, hunter.
Why would Matthews cut out an article
on the Sacramento killing
and then he winds up being killed the same way?
I better run the Sacramento guy
and see if he's still on the street.
And if he is, I say we go pay him a visit.
There it is.
The guy lived in Los Angeles 7 years ago in Van nuys.
Think Matthews knew him?
Yeah, possibly.
But it still doesn't explain the connection between
the killer and the 2 victims.
There's something about this address that rings a bell.
Loretta Johnson.
Loretta Johnson lived in west Hollywood.
Yeah, currently.
But here's the sheet on her.
In 1978, her California driver's license address
was Van nuys, California.
All 3 of these people
lived in the same area in 1978.
Remember those news clippings at Matthews' house
about the jury trial?
All these victims were living in the same district
at the very same time.
And they pulled jurors
from voter registration files by districts.
Ya think?
Hunter, you're right.
All 3 of these victims served as jurors
at the trial of Louis McMahon.
He was convicted of murder
and sentenced to life.
Which usually means he's back out on the streets.
Yeah, first thing I want to do is contact
the other 2 jurors living in Los Angeles
to see if they've received any phone calls.
Just a minute.
Hello?
Damn.
Hi. Miss Thelma adkins?
That's right.
Who are you?
I'm sergeant Dee Dee McCall, homicide division.
May I come in and speak with you, please?
It's about the Louis McMahon case.
Something's happened.
He's out of prison, isn't he?
Well, we're checking on that right now.
Mrs. Adkins, what we do know
is that at least 3 of the other members
of the jury that convicted him have, uh,
been receiving rather strange phone calls...
And shortly thereafter have been strangled.
He said he would.
Are you saying
that McMahon said he'd kill the jurors? When?
It was right after the conviction was brought in.
He looked over at us before they took him away
and he said we were more guilty than he was...
And we would pay.
He used the word "guilty"?
First time I laid eyes on that man I...
Scared me to death.
It's just the pipes. They make noise.
Listen, Mrs. Adkins,
we'd like to offer you some protection if you'll take it,
at least until we know whether or not
it is Louis McMahon
and if it isn't, till we get him convicted.
Ms. McCall, we both know it's Louis McMahon.
He didn't look like the other young men
whose trials I was a juror on.
The others looked like they had some humanity
in their faces...
Except they were just misled...
As if they weren't really happy
at having done something wrong.
But Mr. McMahon...
He sort of...
Liked what he did.
You know what I mean?
He liked it.
And he couldn't get enough.
Listen, Mrs. Adkins,
take some protection from us, ok?
No. I...
I don't think I want that just yet.
Not that I'm a fool, but...
You said the victims
had all been telephoned first.
Yeah, that's right.
Well, if he calls me,
I'll call you.
Fair?
You know, I don't get it.
How can they continually parole guys like that?
Why do they always want to live in Los Angeles?
Sunshine state.
Nice place.
Yeah.
Excuse me.
I'm looking for a Louis McMahon.
That's him back there.
Louis McMahon?
Hey.
Freeze!
Get out of the truck.
Come on, move it.
Get over there.
Spread 'em out.
Ok, now, why'd you run?
I'm asking you a question.
Now, look, you're either gonna talk to me
or you're gonna tell it to the ground.
Now, why did you run?
What's going on?
Questioning a suspect.
Well, you can save your breath.
Louie can't talk.
What do you mean Louie can't talk?
He got no voice box.
He got it cut clean through
in a knife fight in prison.
His vocal chords were severed in the fight.
It was in the prison yard about 6 years ago.
Since then he hasn't been able to speak.
He ran from me.
Yeah, you come barging in
flashing a badge to a parolee.
He gets scared, he runs.
Jury convicts this guy of murder,
and then 3 months ago in Sacramento
he gets out on parole...
And a juror turns up dead.
And then he moves to Los Angeles.
And guess what happens?
2 more of those same jurors wind up dead.
I'm his parole officer.
He's a model parolee and he can't talk.
You've got witnesses that claim
he calls up and talks to his victims.
Using the word "guilty."
Yeah. It's all too simple, isn't it?
I mean, wouldn't McMahon be the perfect subject
to a frame for these murders?
That's what I think is happening.
McMahon is a fall guy for some nut.
Oh, give me a break.
No. You give me a break, McCall.
Now, we got a search warrant
for the guy's apartment and it's clean.
I mean, we got nothing on this guy. Nothing.
And no D.A. is gonna hold a mute
who's making phone calls to people.
Maybe he can talk.
What?
Maybe he's just been holding out.
For 6 years?
"Go to hell." Here, it's for you.
Captain, this is the guy.
"I'm innocent." Great.
Hey, look, we can't hold him,
so let's drop it, huh?
Now we got nothing.
And you stay off this case, hunter.
I mean it.
Louis is our boy all right.
Yeah, and the guy's back out on the street.
Makes me sick.
We know where he lives and we know where he works,
so let's tail him.
What's taking him?
Maybe he's cleaning up in there before he splits.
Place hasn't been cleaned up since it opened.
Uh, the floor show's just beginning.
Well, we could nab him for littering.
Oh, I have an idea we'll be able
to get something on him better than that.
♪ You've been down that road before, child ♪
♪ you know where it leads ♪
♪ you've been down that road before, child ♪
♪ set your spirit free ♪
♪ you've been down that road before, child ♪
♪ you've been down, down, down, down ♪
♪ down, down, down ♪
♪ Sippin' cider through a straw ♪
♪ across them lines I couldn't see ♪
♪ I've been solvin' all my problems ♪
♪ by the women's self pity ♪
♪ too many times... ♪
I wonder what the hell he's up to.
Yeah, well, maybe somebody's having a rope sale in there.
Come on.
♪ This is my, my own body, oh, what's the crime? ♪
♪ I waste my own time ♪
♪ you've been down that road before, child ♪
♪ and you know where it leads ♪
♪ you've been down that road before, child ♪
♪ and set your spirit free ♪
♪ you've been down that road before, child ♪
♪ you've been down, down, down, down ♪
♪ down, down, down ♪
♪ you know where it leads ♪
♪ dream while you're awake ♪
♪ seek and you shall find ♪
♪ your heart knows the secrets ♪
♪ that can transcend time ♪
♪ dream while you're awake ♪
♪ seek and you shall find ♪
♪ your heart knows the secrets ♪
♪ that can transcend time, yeah ♪
♪ it's never been my home for long ♪
♪ it's my past, my history ♪
♪ as long as we swallow that pill ♪
♪ we will have the same scenery ♪
♪ too many times you could change things... ♪
Pretty strange place for a phone call,
don't you think?
Yeah, well, if you're gonna terrorize people
over the phone, you might as well do it
in the phone booth of your choice.
Say, man, what is this?
I'm sorry, I thought you were somebody else.
♪ You've been down that road before, child ♪
♪ and you know where it leads ♪
♪ been down that road before, child ♪
♪ set your spirit free ♪
♪ been down that road... ♪
Dispatcher: L-56, please respond.
L-56. Hunter here.
Got a call from a Thelma adkins.
Said you'd know what it was about.
Got it. We're on our way.
I mean, after this guy's trial,
the D.A. sat us all down and told us
that whenever some criminal makes a threat
on the jury they never follow through.
Well, actually, that's true.
There's never been a documented case
where a convicted criminal
actually did go after the jurors,
but we just wanted to play safe.
And wanted to take all precautions.
I tell you I was really scared
when the guy called.
Well, he called about 10 minutes ago.
If he's gonna make his move,
he's gonna make it pretty soon.
Hunter.
Come on. It's late.
I don't think this guy's going to show.
We'll send you somebody from downtown.
I don't get it.
Why would the guy call Thelma and not show?
The other juror.
He called Thelma to throw us off.
Not gonna have that light on much longer, are you?
Just 3 more pages till the end of this chapter.
I hate it when you read those scary books
before you go to bed.
You keep me up all night thinking you're hearing noises.
I do not.
Paul, did you hear something?
Mmm.
Finish your book and turn out the light.
I just have 2 more pages.
Paul, did you hear something?
McCall, you take the back.
Why is it I can always tell the sound
of terwilliger's siren?
Hunter, I got television people out here.
Look at 'em. Newspapers, reporters, everything.
You're making me an old man, hunter, you really are.
Look, captain, that was our man.
Yeah, but you wouldn't swear
that it was Louis McMahon, could you?
I mean, you didn't actually see him, did you?
Well, it was dark.
I almost had this guy, captain.
Did you see the house?
You almost destroyed the house, hunter.
I got 2 police psychologists up there now
just trying to coax the woman out from underneath the bed.
She's hysterical.
Captain, we probably saved her life.
Firearms discharge report's gonna have to be filed.
The officer involved shooting team
is on its way out here right now.
I've already called 'em.
Well, you are so efficient, Bernie,
I bet you were a cub scout, huh?
Look, captain, we got a raving maniac on our hands.
Look, I want to catch this guy just as bad as you do.
But I want to make sure I catch the right one.
You know, I could suspend you for what you did,
working on a case without authorization,
derelict in duty. And in general,
just sticking your nose where it doesn't belong.
Well, captain, I am his partner.
I helped him stick his nose where it doesn't belong.
Look, captain, Bernard,
I'd like to stand out here and talk with you further
but I'm gonna go home and put my head in the dryer.
Hey, hunter, I want you to go to the station.
You can change there. McCall, you go with him.
Come on, Bernie.
I think we're gonna be suspended.
Come on, hunter, we're not gonna be suspended.
Hey, look, I saw the wild crazy look in his eye.
We're gonna be suspended.
I suppose you think you know everything, huh?
I saw the same crazy wild look in his eye,
and we're not gonna be suspended.
Woman's intuition, I suppose?
You know what's wrong with you?
No. But I bet you're gonna tell me.
You got it.
You always look at the downside of everything.
McCall: I don't believe this.
2 weeks suspension for me, too.
Yeah, what happened to my partner back there?
I'm not the one who shot up the guy's bedroom.
Besides, I never thought the captain
would actually go through with it.
Yeah. We're learning new and wondrous things
about our captain each and every day.
We got to get this guy, hunter.
Well, we've got enough time to do it now.
We're on suspension.
Let's get some coffee, huh?
How you doing, Louie?
How's that voice box today, huh?
Why don't you say "guilty" for me?
I'd like to hear you say that.
I think he wants a pencil and paper.
Yeah, well, he's not going to get one.
I have an idea he's gonna talk to me today.
When are you gonna drop the pencil and paper bit?
I know you can talk.
"Prove it."
That's just what I'm gonna do, I'm gonna prove it.
"Try it if you can."
Come on, hunter, let's get out of here.
Yeah, the stench in here is making me nauseous.
You think he's gonna make a move on Thelma adkins?
Well, she's the only juror in Los Angeles
he hasn't hit at yet.
She works at a local machine shop.
I think I'll go over and give her a call.
Yeah, you do that. I'm gonna hang around here
until this guy gets off of work.
I'm gonna tail this guy. I don't want to lose him.
Guilty!
Hey, you ok?
Yeah.
How you doing? You all right?
Yeah.
Thank god for plastic.
A little scary, though.
Yeah, it sure was.
Well, here we are, McCall,
right back where we started, huh?
You know, after all the things we've done,
you'd think we'd get a medal
or a badge or something.
But nope. All we get is a thank you
and a lousy assignment
right back here at the same stinking park.
Give me your wallet!
My wallet?
The wallet, nobody gets hurt.
Hey, did you get me my orange soda...
Buddy, this is not your day.
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