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Tonight on "hunter."

Man help me.

Please help me.

-An anonymous snitch, maybe a wacko,

wants me to take on the second largest aeronautics

contractor in southern California.

-I'm a police officer!

Damn it, do what I tell you.

Move!

Since now they know I'm a cop maybe one of these students

is trying to mess with my head.

-One of them just decided to blow up your school.

-I'm too scared to do any more alone.

My own daughter who could kill that man.

-Is it murder?

-Or is it memorex?

-So before you get locked in to one type of medium

I would suggest you do some experimenting

because each one has different characteristics.

This is very nice, Judy.

It just needs a little more animation.

If you've used acrylics she probably

liked the quick drying quality.

John, this is very nice.

Very good work.

Acrylics are excellent for impasto.

Vincent Van gough, who died 1890 is the name

associated with the impasto technique.

Though of course Van gough worked in oils, which are much

more forgiving because they're slow drying.

There are some drying agents that

can be applied for speeding things up.

Van gough was a master of color.

And the way that he layered on color

was revolutionary in his day.

He also was a genius because of the way

that chose color and the way that attacked the canvass.

This is very nice, Emily.

I like your choice of color.

-Uh, don't, uh, don't go away.

-Emily has chosen a, a very nice translucence in these waves

by using that like base coat that we talked about.

Ok, before we go onto the pallet knife,

let's all go next door to the theater arts shop.

I don't know if I mentioned before,

but this class is going to help the scenic design

class with the new production.

It's all volunteer, but I think it's

going to be a wonderful experience for you.

Ok.

Now you'll start next week so just come in

and look around.

-Can you get up?

Can you stand?

All right, listen.

This is the only way out of here.

We've gotta go back in through here.

I'm a police offcer, dammit!

Do what I tell you.

Move now!

Come on.

Stay low to the floor.

Try not to breathe until we get out.

Come on.

You'll be all right.

The sprinklers are on.

Come on.

-So what makes you think you can paint?

-Well, I've done a couple of mean spare bedrooms in my day,

you know?

Hey, you know the arson team isn't even sure why it blew?

Joe bix is on that, remember?

-I remember Joe bix.

-Yeah.

I got, uh, five in the five range.

See there?

-Yeah.

-Mhmm.

-Let's see here.

Well, I gotta hand it you, you tied me again.

-No, no, no, no, no.

No, I didn't.

See, look at this.

You have four.

I got five.

That's not a tie.

You, you just missed one shot.

That's all.

One of my rounds went that hole right there.

Right on top of the other one.

-That's crazy.

-Hey, Smith!

-What are you talking...

-You saw one of my rounds go in the same hole, didn't you?

See, he saw it.

-That's preposterous.

Why can't you just admit that you missed one shot.

That's all.

-I didn't miss one shot.

-It's just one bullet.

It's four instead of five.

That's all just once.

-I've got piggy back rounds.

Get your stuff.

-Hey, Joe, what's the verdict?

-Somebody left the gas regulator valve wide open,

which wouldn't have mattered if the wiring

to the electronic ignitor wasn't faulty.

Helluva boom, I'll tell you that.

Listen, a couple hundred cubic yards

of methane under pressure in a small volume, light a spark,

it's good as trinitrotoluene.

That's tnt.

Like you said, one helluva boom.

Listen, McCall, I'm glad you're ok.

Thanks.

So am I. Joe, accident, right?

-That's how I'm filing it.

-Thanks.

Emily!

You ok?

Listen, sometimes it's a good idea to kind of lay low

after you've had a scare, you know?

-Oh, I suppose, but, uh, Mark is home

and, uh, well, I'm a mind to come just as soon as they'd let

us so we could, uh, get what was left of his sculptures.

Lyman's been my boarder for such a long time he's like part of the family.

I couldn't say no.

-I see.

Oh, there's Mark now.

Be careful, all right?

Just take it easy.

-Thanks.

-Ok.

Bye.

Help me.

Please help me.

The explosion was on purpose.

No accident.

Hillary taggert tried to tell me.

Her company dumps toxic waste.

Stop them.

It poisons the town.

Los robles.

People are dying.

I found out.

Now they want me dead.

I'm told I need more proof.

Please help.

Hillary's father doesn't care.

Arrest Hillary.

She's going to kill me.

-Hillary taggert.

Any relation?

-To Winston taggert?

Taggert aeronautics?

Yeah, it's his daughter.

I had public affairs pull this photo from the file.

That's from the chief's honor banquet last year.

Head table.

-And I checked.

The main airframe line is in the high desert near los robles.

-Ah, wonderful.

An anonymous snitch?

Maybe a wacko?

Wants me to take on the second largest aeronautics

contractor in southern California.

Taggert's got 450 behind him on the fortune 500.

-Guy's gonna to take a light touch?

-You two should be perfect.

-What'd you find, sevie?

-The tape's ferric oxide.

Japanese bulk manufactured by osaku industries.

Uh, this one you can buy in any drugstore.

No prints, new tape, first use.

-What about the voice?

-Computer voice simulator.

Not very special.

Could be apple.

Amiga, IBM.

We could check it out.

-Check it out.

-Thanks, sevie.

-All right, look.

Notify arson we're gonna send our lab out there.

I think we've got an attempted murder.

-Charlie, I'm gonna contact frank Webster, the epa,

and see what he says about the los robos area.

-Good, good, good.

Start with him.

If were gonna tackle Hillary taggert

we're gonna need a lot more to go on.

-I'm working on it.

-Okie dokie.

You're online.

-Okie dokie?

What does that mean?

-Oh, if you get lost call up the Hilton

and use in the user area.

-Which are?

-Online.

Listen, we're opening an investigation

and it better be well corroborated

or we're gonna look like a bunch of fools.

Winston taggert gets more press than most heads

of state and his daughter Hillary?

She's usually the third one from the right in every shot you

from the white house Rose garden.

-So, uh, how does this thing work, Charlie?

-Ah, well, good luck.

Look at my dad.

Half his mind is on setting Mark for his famous finish line

sprint and the other half thinks he just

might get lucky with one of those beach bunnies.

-Did Winston talk to your mother after the last night?

-Of course.

She called him the minute she got home.

Shaky as hell.

I don't blame her.

From what Mark said, Emily damn near

got blown into orange county.

He's as worried about her as I am.

-Fire department said it was some fluky accident with gas.

-The gas?

-That's what they said, Hillary.

I talked to the top arson guy.

Look, it's not just the accident,

but your mother's been flaky enough.

You're gonna have to talk to her again.

Be firm.

Tell her she's just gonna have to stop harping

on this nonsense about us dumping in the desert.

-I will.

Leave that to me, rhodes.

But you tell your security people

that she might try to get back into the plant anyway.

And I want them to call me the minute she does.

I think we should all look after her now.

-I'll keep an eye on her.

-Have the decency to at least pan for us, dad.

Anybody need a beer?

-Yes, yes!

-There you go, my friend.

Grandpa Pete is going away.

-Uh oh.

There's the g word.

-Grandpa?

Anybody see a grandpa around here?

Some quaint old codger with tobacco stained whiskers?

Amusing stories about 1910.

-Sorry, Winston.

-Thank you, thank you.

Very much.

-Come on.

I'll show you grandpa's new car.

-Tell me something.

When I was running this company, rhodes,

did we do our business at the beach ever?

-No, sir.

-You're damn right no sir.

I complained to your ceo.

The beach is for getting sunburned and playing grab ass.

My beach is anyway.

I'm taking your son to see Emily.

Your mother is pretty rattled about last night.

You go see her.

-Ok, dad.

I will.

-Mark?

Uh, take it.

Just bring it back by the weekend.

Does 130 miles an hour in second gear, you know.

So if the chp spots you do what I do.

Shift in the third.

-Grandma would kill me.

-Well, don't tell Emily.

Just have it back by Friday.

And stay a few days.

-That's exactly why she'd kill me.

I got these exams coming up and she wants me to study...

-Doesn't want you hanging around here, I know.

Did you think about my offer?

You'll be the only kid in the west coast leaving school

with a starting salary of six figures.

-I know, I know.

It's just that grandma thinks I should put a little

more time into finding my own job.

-Grandma can't design planes.

You can.

Your grandma and I disagree on a lot.

But we both need you.

Volleyball's one thing, but I'm not

playing tug-of-war with you, Mark.

I love you.

-So you think you might find him out there?

Right.

Ok.

Now listen, but if I don't find him

don't forget to tell him sergeant

hunter from homicide called him again.

Yeah, thanks.

Well, I'm gonna go try to run down frank Webster.

What do you got?

-Well, I went through the night school enrollment

and I narrowed it down to, uh, 11 possibilities here,

but you know what I keep thinking?

I keep thinking to myself maybe since now they know I'm a cop,

maybe one of these students is trying to mess with my head.

-Yeah.

Either that or maybe, uh, one of them

just decided to blow up your school.

Did you ever think about that?

Watch your back.

This is dispatch

calling agent frank Webster.

Sergeant hunter from homicide phoned.

He said you're supposed to meet him.

Want his number?

-Negative.

I'll call him from the office.

-They ID'd the victim.

Frank Gucci Webster from the eta.

-Seems kind of funny, doesn't it?

I spend an entire day looking for this guy

and he winds up pounded flat in that truck.

And then we find out he's got a a tape on

and it looks just like the one we found in your car

outside the school.

-Is it murder?

-Or is it memorex?

Here are the production schedules.

Buildings 33 and 34, they are fakes.

They cover up the truth.

Taggert dumps toxic waste.

The schedule hides it.

I've seen it.

The trucks use gate five every night.

They take out the poison and come back in 20 minutes.

They must dump it near the plant. I don't know where.

I'm afraid to follow alone.

If they catch me, they will kill me.

Listen to this part.

I've told Hillary.

She won't stop it.

The police don't believe me.

Somebody's got to stop it.

-You know Webster landing under that truck kinda puts

the explosion at the school into perspective.

-Yeah.

And if our source was passing Webster those production sheets

the killer has them back.

-Time to take a closer look at taggert aeronautics.

-Yeah, I'm gonna run out to the airport

and see a friend of mine.

-I'll go check with the epa and visit the taggerts.

-All right. Do it.

-Can I get you something to drink?

-No, thank you.

-Would you like the beach house?

No.

Thanks.

-All right.

You can have the ocean.

But I'm not giving up Catalina.

Man has to draw the line.

-I understand.

Actually Mr. Taggert, it's about your company.

-My daughter's company.

Four years ago I retired, turned everything over to Hillary.

So I can spend more time with my grandson.

-All right then.

Uh, your daughter's company.

But, uh, well, you can call it my company.

-We're investigating a possible homicide.

The victim is an epa investigator.

Your company has been accused of illegal dumping.

-It's a cutthroat industry.

But I'm a straight shooter.

Some of the competition isn't above spreading false rumors.

They don't like taggert because my company

has something they'll never have.

My name.

-Hey ace, is that you standing up on top of this biplane?

-Rick, my rag.

Please, rag.

-Here.

-Listen, if it's about that leak in the garage this time,

I've asked you before not to bother me during the week.

The landlord can only do so much, all right?

-It's not about the leak in the sink or the smell in the attic.

We'll take care of that later.

Talk to me about taggert aeronautics.

-Taggert?

We're here for an avionics consultation?

-Mhmm.

-Well, I'm sure you know that Winston taggert opened

this airstrip 40 years ago right after the war.

-Oh, the reason I'm asking is we've

had some reports of some toxic dumping coming out taggert.

Rick, every airport has a list of very familiar

substances that they have to get rid of.

You know, uh, solvents and, uh, petroleum

based products of all kinds.

-Look, I understand all that, but what would taggert

be producing that couldn't be dumped at los robos.

-If it's radioactive, if it's used with high

heat to make something out of graphite.

I mean, those things are illegal.

-Well, if it's not being produced here at taggert,

where the hell could it be coming from?

-You know something, 35 years they didn't use

that old airstrip I was telling you about.

The one he started with?

About four years ago they started, uh, I don't know,

beefing it up.

I fly over there every week.

There's something going on up there.

-Can you show me that?

-Rick, you, you're gonna have to go up.

-Make sure the rubber band's hooked up.

-I know exactly who sent those tapes.

My mother, Emily hill.

-Emily hill's your mother?

-Yes.

She and Winston were never married,

but we're all one big happy family.

-Did Emily tell you what was on those tapes?

-That's all she ever talks about.

At one time or another she has accused me

of creating nearly every toxic waste problem in the state.

The woman's obsessed.

-Sounds like you two don't get along very well.

-I'm tired of her making false accusations

to the epa about this company.

Now if she weren't my mother, I'd sue her.

-I see.

Well then, uh, do you think she contacted

frank Webster to take another shot at you?

-I wouldn't doubt it.

But this company is clean.

Ever since I took over the epa hasn't

cited us for one violation.

I'm very proud of that record.

-If that's the case then why do you think Emily's

so convinced that you're in the wrong?

-She misses Winston.

Ever since I became ceo of taggert aeronautics

she's done nothing but complain.

-Do you know of any reason why someone

would want frank Webster dead?

-Sorry, I can't help you.

Are you suggesting he was murdered?

-Strong possibility.

If anything comes to mind give me a call at that number,

would you, please?

-All right.

I will, sergeant.

Thank you.

-Thank you.

-Sam, I don't understand what's going on.

What is my mother trying to do?

-I don't know.

But she isn't going to go away unless you

talk some sense into her.

-The police tell me frank Webster may have been murdered.

That's poor man.

Maybe we should do something.

-I'll send him a card.

-Mother, you're acting crazy.

How can I explain this situation...

-I don't want to hear this.

Please stay away from me and stay away from Mark!

-Would you two just stop it?

-Let me in.

-I am not letting you into this house,

not after what you've done.

-Oh, mother, don't sound so self-righteous.

I won't stand for it.

You have no idea what it takes to run that company.

-Oh, I do now.

-Oh, grandma, just stop it. For god's sake.

-Oh, don't lay that crap on me.

You don't know anything.

It is my company now whether you like it or not.

-That's enough.

I'm tired of listening to it.

-Are you following me?

-I came to speak with your mother

and find out what's going on.

-Well, when you find out why don't you tell me.

There's nothing at taggert aeronautics that's out of line.

My mother just flipped her wig.

That's all.

-May I come in?

-I don't want her in here.

-No problem.

I'll call you later, mother.

Unless sergeant McCall wants me to say.

-No, there's no reason for you to stay right now.

-Grandma, just take it easy, all right?

I'm just gonna get you a glass of water.

-Mark's not coming.

Let's go to the beach.

My father's not gonna be happy about this.

She folded into his embrace, her lips

yielding to his demanding kisses as their two

bodies became as one.

Time seemed to stand still, and silently, she...

-It's a reader.

Belongs to lyman, my boarder.

I typed what I wanted on the tape and the machine read it.

It's the only way I could think of

not to let anybody know it was me.

Mark mustn't know.

-Well, Emily, if it's true I can't

think of a way to keep him from finding out.

Besides, why are you doing this?

-For Mark, mostly.

You know what my daughter's doing.

And now Winston is dangling big salaries

to get Mark to go to work for him.

I want Mark to lead his own life,

not fall under Winston's spell.

He's a beguiler.

I should know.

-Yeah, but all this stuff with the dumping,

why didn't you just go to the police and tell them?

Or to the epa?

Go to both of them directly and tell them.

Why are you dealing with these tapes?

-I was scared.

I've tried for months to get Hillary to do something.

She calls me a crank.

I'm not.

I was there.

I saw him die.

I've been Winston's mistress for 40 years.

Hillary's our daughter.

She couldn't grow up and run her own life.

When she got back from Europe in 1970

she was, uh, pregnant with Mark.

But she had no Patience with motherhood.

So I've raised him.

And that has been pure joy.

You've met Winston.

He's like a Santa claus.

He gives, and gives, and gives.

And most people can't take it.

He, he has given Hillary everything

that she ever wanted.

And four years ago, he gave her the company.

And that's why Hillary is what she is.

Well, it's, it's partly my fault.

I could've put some controls on Winston's generosity,

but I didn't.

I won't let that happen to Mark.

-Tell me something.

How did you first find out about the dumping of the toxic waste?

-Well, I've always had the run of, uh, taggert aeronautics,

or I did.

After Hillary took over things changed.

Cutbacks, layoffs, new faces.

And she didn't like my criticisms.

She told me not to meddle.

And finally she fired me.

I was never on the payroll.

Just, uh, just Winston's gifts to me.

And finally one night I saw a truck leave full of waste.

Nobody admitted it.

No records.

Hillary cut me dead.

-Bad choice of words.

I told Winston and he, uh, he babied me.

If you can imagine that Hillary, well, he dotes in her.

So finally I call the epa.

And I tried to tell that man Webster about the trucks.

And of course I thought that it, that it would be a secret.

But Hillary found out.

It kills babies.

So I shouldn't be surprised that my own daughter,

that Mark's mother would kill that man,

and even try to kill me.

So I finally thought that nice woman would help

because I'm too scared to do any more alone.

-I think I got Emily to promise to let us handle it from here

on out.

-Yeah?

Well, if we find the guy who pulled Mark out of class,

I think we got our mad bomber.

-McCall, hunter.

Suarez says that the lab is not gonna be much help to us

in proving that, uh, attempted murder at the college.

And as far as Webster's concerned,

I've notified the FBI.

I think they should follow this up if this think there's

a case because I don't think we have one.

-What do you mean?

-Captain, Emily hill said that she saw Webster

get taken out by a one ton truck.

-She saw him get hit by the truck.

If we can even believe that much.

-Taggert has built three new hangars on his north runway.

He's put in a brand new parking lot

and a lot of low intensity lighting.

-Yeah.

And Emily said they beefed up the night shift.

-Well, what does that prove?

-What do you mean what does it prove?

It proves...

-Proves nothing.

Now go out and find something that's gonna hold up in court.

-Great.

This is great.

Boy, I hope that Emily stays out of this.

-What do you mean you hope?

She better stay out of it.

As of now we have nothing.

-She raised Mark as her son.

You know, she's just trying to protect her family.

-What is it?

-It's just been a longtime since, uh,

since I had a witness cry in my arms, you know?

-Miss hill, twice in one week.

-Well, Robbie, I looked at my calendar.

It's Joe's birthday.

-Ah.

-He's 50.

He's still on the night shift, right?

-Yeah.

-I brought him a cake.

-You never forget a thing.

Hey, save me a piece, will you?

-Oh, and, uh, I have some pictures

here from the last picnic.

-Oh, great.

-There's a good one of you.

-Mr. Rhodes, Emily hill's in the building.

I, I thought you'd better know.

Uh huh.

Yes, sir.

I'll take care of it right now.

Miss hill, I thought you were going up to see Joe.

-Oh, well I looked all over and I couldn't find him.

So I just left the cake on his desk.

Well, it's late.

Uh, just tell him that I stopped by.

Night.

-We gotta stop her.

Miss hill, wait!

Miss hill, this is Robbie.

Miss hill, wait.

Please.

Miss hill?

Where are you?

Miss hill?

No.

-Your mother dumped this in my office in exchange

for a load of files.

My god, what does she think she's doing breaking

into offices in the middle of the night?

Sam, I'm really worried about her.

-Well, I told you she's gone way over the edge.

Now you gotta get tough.

She's a danger to herself.

-But how do we find her?

-Sergeant McCall's partner is a Rick hunter.

Should probably call one of them.

-How do you know that?

-It's an obvious choice for her.

Emily's to scared to go to a cop shop

where they all come to her.

I got a bearcat scanner in the car

that'll pick up any police frequency.

-Yeah, but you can't get every frequency at once.

-Won't have to.

Hunter's call is William 56, McCall's is William 57.

Tac two frequency.

-I'll bet you're gonna tell me that's just stool water.

-Who the hell are you?

It's legal.

-LAPD.

Shut it off.

Shut it off!

It's legal, huh?

Smell that?

Go on.

Come on.

Move it.

One William 157,

you've got a Mrs. Hill standing by, code two at 555-3596,

the pay phone for the magnolia and Abbey.

-Dee Dee, can you hear me?

-Yeah, Emily. What's the matter?

You sound out of breath.

-Dee Dee, please listen to me.

I took the files from rhodes office that prove everything.

But they know it.

I can go home.

-Ok, go to the school, all right?

Their classes will still be underway.

You've got a half hour left of classes

and there'll be crowd there.

You'll be safe.

Wait for me outside the art room and I'll

be there in 20 minutes.

One William 156, come in.

One William 156, this one William 157.

Come in.

-One William 156.

Go.

-Meet me at lacu, code two.

-Roger, estimated time about ten minutes.

My eta is five.

What'd I tell you.

There's your mother again, right on cue.

-Mother, don't do this.

She'll hurt herself if she keeps this up.

-Why'd you do that?

-Rid of these people.

One William 157,

we've received a code eight at lacu.

-Please don't do this.

-Mother, stop it.

You need help.

Now we'll sort this all out later.

I want you to come with us now.

-Emily, we haven't got a lot of time.

People are dying.

You've got to stop this.

When you're more rational,

we'll discuss what I'm doing.

Do you really think I would kill my own mother?

-Yes.

Dear god, yes, I do.

-Oh, mom.

Please.

Rhodes!

-That'll be enough, rhodes.

That's enough, everybody.

-I'm sorry.

I didn't know what to do.

-It's ok, baby.

It's ok.

I'm here.

It's all right.

We're gonna go to the police now, Emily.

We're gonna do what you wanted to do all along.

You were right.

Nobody's ever going to hurt you again.

-How did you know I was here?

-I got the report, sir.

-Emily, you're jumping to conclusions.

-No, she's not.

Is she, dad?

You've been behind us pulling the strings

from the very beginning, haven't you?

-Emily, give me those papers.

-Rhodes, taggert, get your hands up in the air

where I can see them.

Do it!

Emily, come back here by me.

-You were doing it all the time, both of you.

-Such nonsense.

I should have listened to you, Emily.

-Emily, my partner's got all the proof.

Winston never did let go of that company.

He ordered all of the toxic dumping.

He ordered everything.

-Ridiculous.

-I don't think so.

I think it was you all of the time.

You bastard.

-You wanna live?

Let her go.

-I gotta assume that's rhodes.

-Yep.

-Well, there's a phone upstairs.

You better call this in.

I'll stay here and watch him.

Well, they moved Winston taggert's

arraignment to this afternoon.

-I'll have to tell Emily.

She wanted to sit in on it.

-Well, if she does, she will get an earful.

Listen to this.

"Illegal weapons manufacturer and export,

that's the keyword, export, use of prohibited chemicals,

dumping of toxic waste, not to mention murder.

-Yeah.

At least Hillary's in the clear.

You know Emily said that, uh, the two of them

are talking like they've never talked before.

I think that's nice.

-Isn't that sweet?

-Yeah.

And Mark, he decided to go to Boston for a semester.

And you know what?

I think that in some way that just kind of

brought them a little closer together.

You know what I mean?

-Really?

-For me?

Thank you.

Mark hill.

How sweet.

Hmm.

-What is it?

-I don't know.

Oh. Well.

-Let's see.

-I don't think you meant it.

-Turn it around.

-Ok, well, don't, just,

-just turn it around.

-Be nice.

How about that noise, huh?

-Ah.

-Yeah.

Well,

-i, uh, I assume there is a definite explanation for this.

-Well, I don't know.

I would say there's exactly, um, logical ex...

A logical explanation, but I would

say it's definitely, um, a, a, passionate one.

-I like that spot.

Yeah, well, yeah.

You like that?

-Somehow it's, in a way i;Ve never seen you before.

Yeah, this is true.

-Excuse me.

-Where are you going?

-Well, I thought I'd put this on the ceiling above my bed

at night.

-You're so sick.

-Yeah.

Give me this.