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Tonight, on "hunter."
-Freeze, police!
-Are you sure it was the suspect you hit?
-This is an officer who cares about people, who'd never take
an another human life unless it was absolutely warranted.
-I have to know what you were doing in the alley the night
you got shot.
-You killed him.
-He tried to kill me.
I had no choice.
-Hey, what's taking so long?
-I can't hear the tumblers.
-Gimme a whack.
I'll show you how it's done.
-We'll make expenses.
-Christmas comes early.
There's a breaking ball
for a strike on one.
Lonnie hitting .265 with six homers, 40 runs batted in.
He's in the lead-off spot for only
the second time in the last few months.
The pitch is a fastball over again.
The reason he's leading off is that Willie Wilson has been
struggling as the lead-off man...
-Hey!
Hey!
Hold it right there!
Stop!
He shot the guard and ran down the alley.
I'm sorry, that's all I saw.
-Ok, thanks a lot.
-What'd the wit have to say?
-Huh.
Well, not very much.
Two male caucasians, medium height,
medium build, dark clothes.
Both left on foot.
-You got your hands full, hunter.
-Yeah.
-This is their third job, and they haven't
left much in the way of evidence.
Except all of their jobs involves places
with the security pack 600 alarm system.
It's a dinosaur, an open invitation to any burglar.
-Now, uh, their mo is coming through the roof
like this, huh?
-Yeah, they rewire the alarm circuit
out an air conditioning duct or air vent.
It's the same mo every time.
-Yeah, well, except this time they killed somebody.
Now, has any of the stuff they've
taken over the last couple jobs shown
up on the streets anywhere?
-That's the crazy part.
Nothing's surfaced.
The stuff's all small stones, two or three
carats, easy to fence.
-Ok.
Well, have sinclair have your case reports on my desk.
-You'll have them asap.
-Great.
See you later.
Good luck here.
There's over 500 stores in southern California
using a security pack 600 security system.
57 of those stores are jewelry stores.
-Well, why are we concentrating on
the security pack 600 system?
-The security pack 600 system is an antiquated system.
It's easily bypassed.
-Well, we certainly can't cover 57 jewelry stores.
-We don't have to.
So far the, uh, burglaries have only
been occurring in two neighborhoods.
Now, they're moving west toward rampart division,
and in that area there are only eight jewelry
stores with the security pack system.
-Well, we can handle that.
-Mhm.
When can you start?
-Tonight.
Hey, Ron.
-I'm here.
-Do you have anything out front at all?
Dead as my first marriage.
Hey, McCall, we've been here almost a week.
How many more nights are we gonna wait?
-I don't know.
Let me check with hunter, see what's going on.
Hey, partner, come in.
What's going down?
Not a thing.
What's up?
-Look, you know, there have been no shows all week.
Maybe these guys folded up.
What do you think?
-Well, their mo is anywheres from midnight to 6:00 am.
I think we should hang loose and see what turns up.
-All right.
Ron, this is McCall.
I've got two men at the back of the store.
Hold your position.
-Roger, 57.
Hunter, did you read that?
-Yeah, I got it.
-Freeze, police!
-Let's get out of here!
Come on!
-They're rabbiting.
I'm going after them.
I'll take the front.
-I'm a police officer!
Throw your gun out, and come out where I can see you!
-No!
What happened?
What happened?
You were shot?
-I'm hurt.
-Ok.
All right, come on.
Come on.
All right, pard.
All right, that's enough.
You're all right.
You're gonna be ok.
Remember what we talked about, huh?
Remember what we talked about?
We went over it.
No evidence?
Gimme your jacket.
-Yeah, yeah.
-Where's the key?
-Huh?
-Doug, talk.
Where's the key to the stash?
-In the box.
-Where?
-On my dresser.
-All right, buddy, all right.
All right.
Come here, buddy.
You'll be all right.
Don't tell the cops anything.
You better get to a radio
and call for an ambulance.
I wounded him.
-You ok?
-Yeah.
-How about him?
-He's breathing.
What about the other guy?
-No.
He must have got past me.
-What have we got?
-Torn this alley apart.
No gun.
I don't think we're gonna find it.
-Well, keep looking.
It'll turn up.
Look, dykstra, I returned shots fired.
Before you indict me, why don't we
finish the search for the weapon first?
-Nobody's indicting you, McCall.
Why don't you just cool down?
-Yeah, well, it's been a long night, you know?
-Now, you say shot the suspect about 60 yards up the alley?
-Right.
-How long did it take you to get to him?
-I don't know, uh, a minute or less.
-Ok.
We'll be in touch.
-I'm going over to the hospital.
If Roberts comes to, I wanna be there.
-Call you later, eh?
-Yeah.
Thanks.
Mr. Roberts was in surgery for three hours.
His condition is critical.
We don't know if he'll make it or not.
-As soon as he regains consciousness,
I'd like to know.
I'd like to, uh, have the opportunity to tape record
anything he might say, so let me know, ok?
-Excuse me, are you a police officer?
-Yes, can I help you?
-Um, yes.
My husband Doug was shot last night by an officer.
-You're Mrs. Roberts.
-Yes, Adele Roberts.
Why was he shot?
-Yeah, your husband was involved in an attempted burglary
at the jewelry store over on Hudson street.
-That's not true.
I mean, Doug hasn't done anything illegal in his life.
-Do you have any idea why he was in the area last night?
-No.
He went to hockey game with some friends from work.
I mean, they probably went out for a drink afterwards.
Doug is not a criminal.
I mean, he hasn't done anything wrong.
-Mrs. Roberts, your husband took several shots at me.
He tried to kill me.
-You shot Doug?
-I'm afraid he didn't give me any choice.
-How could he have shot at you?
He doesn't even own a gun.
You have made a terrible mistake.
-Excuse me.
-Mhm?
-David Lane?
-Yeah.
What can I do for you?
-I'm sgt. Hunter, pd.
-This about Doug Roberts?
-Yeah.
How'd you know?
-His wife called this morning.
-Yeah, his, uh, his wife said that, uh,
you and a couple other workmates accompanied
him to the hockey game last night.
Is that right?
-Yeah.
What time was the game over?
9:30, 10:00.
-And where'd you go after that?
-Hit a few bars.
-All of you?
-Yeah.
Doug left early though.
He said he had to get home.
-Around what time was that?
1:00.
No, no, 12:30.
12:30.
Oh, so he has his own car?
-Yeah.
I was with art and Brad.
They, uh, dropped me off at my apartment.
-I see.
Now, was, uh, Doug a friend of yours?
-Besides work, every once in a while
the boss throws a few comp tickets
to go to a football game, maybe a hockey game.
Shame something like this gotta happen.
-Yeah, it is.
Can you give me the names of the other two fellows
that was with you last night?
-Hmm, art and, uh, Brad.
Let me see.
Here's their cards.
Does that help you?
-Oh, yeah, that's great.
Thanks.
-Yeah, we heard about Doug.
Is he gonna be ok?
-He's out of surgery.
That's about all I know.
-Phew.
That's good to hear.
-You guys good friends?
-Yeah, yeah.
He was a bud.
-Crazy, but he was way cool.
-Yeah.
Brad and I, we got him hooked on, you know,
going to hockey games, basketball games.
-You have any idea at all what Roberts was doing
behind that jewelry store at 3:30 in the morning?
-Not here.
-Nah.
-Now, Lane said after the game you
guys all went out to have some drinks.
Is that right?
-Yeah.
Yeah.
-But Roberts left early.
How come?
-I'm not sure.
-You know, he did say he was having problems with his car.
-Yeah, his truck.
Yeah.
-Yeah, right, right, yeah.
-Wiring problem.
-Yeah, yeah.
-Wiring of the truck, something like that.
-It could've broke down on him.
-It was pretty old.
-How old is it?
-Maybe '56, '57, something like that.
Chevy.
-What color?
-Uh, red.
-Ok.
Appreciate it.
Thanks.
This is William-56.
Run the following names through cic, please.
Roger, go ahead.
-David j. Lane, as it sounds.
Art b. Jardine, j-a-r-d-i-n-e. And Brad g.
Ellman, e-l-l-m-a-n.
I identified myself as a police officer,
and he fired at me.
How many shots did the suspect fire?
Seven.
-How many shots did you fire?
-One.
I hit the suspect in the upper chest.
-Are you sure?
-Yes.
When I found him, he had a bullet wound in his chest.
-No, I meant, are you sure it was the suspect you hit?
-Yes, i'm... I'm positive.
-What were the lighting conditions in the alley?
-There was a street lamp some distance away,
and it was rather dim.
So you could clearly see the suspect's face.
-No, he was in silhouette.
-Then you can't be 100% sure that it
was the suspect you were firing at.
-He was shooting at me.
I saw the flash from his gun.
I returned fire.
-But when you found the man you shot, he wasn't even armed.
He wasn't even dressed the same as when you first observed him.
How do you explain that?
-You saw that alley.
There's hundreds of places where you
could stash a gun and clothing.
-An army of cops couldn't come up with anything.
Ok, let's ask ourselves how a severely wounded man traveled
60 yards and hides a gun, a jacket, and a pair of gloves
so we can't find them, all in less than a minute.
-Roberts had a partner.
Maybe the partner circled around,
he... he found Roberts wounded, he...
He took his gun and his clothing.
-Look, sergeant, we would like to believe you.
But our problem is we need physical evidence
to support that story.
And right now, it doesn't look so good.
Look, I know these questions are tough.
But if we don't ask them now, the da is gonna ask them later.
-Yeah, I know.
Go ahead.
Find anything interesting?
-The lint in my pocket is more interesting than what's
on this rack.
-Thanks for taking the time to meet with me.
-For my lady of the badge, it's always a pleasure.
Now, what can I do you for?
-I'm looking for a fence who may have moved some jewelry
-uh, how much?
-I'd say close to a million taken right out of the jewelry
cases of three different stores.
-Uh, what kind of time frame we working with?
-Oh, listen, you know the deal.
I needed it yesterday, as soon as possible.
-Well, ok.
Well, I will start spinning around
to see what I can find... Uh-oh... right after I
purchase this little beauty here.
-What is that, an armadillo or a rat?
-I think it's quite obvious, sergeant.
-Only to your eyes.
Thanks for your help.
-Yeah, me too.
Later.
1-William-57, respond.
-57, go ahead.
Dispatch: Your suspect
has regained consciousness at Wilshire memorial.
-Thanks for letting me know.
I'm on my way.
Roger.
-Mr. Roberts, can you hear me?
-What are you doing?
Leave him alone.
Haven't you done enough already?
-Mrs. Roberts, I'm sorry.
I have to speak with your husband.
Mr. Roberts, i'm a police officer.
I have to know what you were doing in the alley the night
you got shot.
Were you breaking into the jewelry store?
-I don't know what you're talking about.
I love you.
-Doug?
Doug?
Doug?
Are you satisfied now?
You killed him.
You're gonna pay.
You're gonna get what you deserve.
Now, sgt. McCall was in the south part of the alley,
and you were in front of the jewelry store.
Is that correct?
That's right.
-And when sgt. McCall radioed saying
the suspects were fleeing, what did you do?
-I ran to the north entrance of the alley,
and I started to search the area.
-But did you happen to see any of the suspects?
-No, I didn't.
-Sgt. McCall thinks that Roberts' partner doubled back
in the alley after he was shot and took his gun.
-It's possible.
-But that area is honeycombed with alleys
and residential yards.
That second suspect could have disappeared
a dozen different ways.
-There's another possibility.
If one of the suspects got by you, maybe both of them
escaped.
-What he means is if both of them got by you,
McCall could have mistaken Roberts for the suspect
and shot him.
-Look, anything might have happened that night,
but McCall was on top of her suspect from the word go.
-But it's like you said, anything
might have happened that night.
-What I'm trying to...
-That's all for now, sergeant.
Thank you.
-What are you planning on calling
this report, "get McCall"?
You spent all your time trying to poke holes in her story.
Didn't it ever occur to you she might be right?
-That's exactly why we have to cover
every angle of this thing.
-Good, good, good.
Because there are a couple of angles I think you're missing.
What about her performance record, for starters?
This is not some trigger-happy cop we're talking about.
This is an officer who cares about people, who'd never take
another human life unless it was absolutely warranted.
And let me tell you something else.
I think this guy Roberts is as dirty as it gets.
-You better cool down, captain, because this
is not a personal thing.
-I take it personally.
McCall is one of the best officers
I have ever worked with.
This department needs more officers like her.
-I understand your concern for sgt. McCall,
and I respect that.
But we didn't ask for this assignment.
But now that's it's ours, you damn well
better believe we're gonna do the investigation our way.
Because if we don't, this whole thing
is going to look like one big departmental whitewash.
And I don't think you want that.
-You know, I really don't care what it looks like.
Whitewash or not, I just care that the truth gets out,
and I want the good in with the bad.
-Oh, you're gonna get that.
I promise you.
Captain, what about McCall?
-What about her?
-It's department procedure.
You're gonna have to tell her eventually.
-I know my job.
Look, McCall, I am sorry, but it's not my idea.
Now, you know the way this goes.
You've been reassigned to administrative duties.
-For how long?
-Until the investigation is over.
Now, look, McCall, you know where I stand on this.
If it was up to me, there'd be no problem.
But it's not.
It's up to the brass.
And you know how they are.
They're just covering their tails.
What have you got?
-Ok.
Rundown on Lane is he's an ex-con
from Miami, four convictions for burglary.
1985, a federal rap for transporting
stolen property across a state line.
-What about jardine and ellman?
-Jardine... well, I mean, they're small-time punks.
But the only one without a record was Roberts.
-Well, I think we've got probable cause.
I want these people put on 24-hour surveillance.
I want you to look into their phone records.
As a matter of fact, call ed Fowler down at the da's office,
explain the situation to him.
He's the best guy I know for getting
a subpoena on short notice.
-If there were four of them, then
how come only two pulled the job?
-Well, I think two pulled the job
while two were making alibis for them.
-What about Roberts' truck?
-Ah, the truck, good point.
Black and white found the truck one
block from the jewelry store.
I checked it out.
The truck was rigged for an alibi.
-These guys thought of everything.
-Yeah, but they didn't plan on Roberts dying.
-Now, I know how I was set up.
Lane went back, and he took Roberts' gun.
-Right.
-We're going to have to find some way to prove that.
-Don't worry about it.
They'll blow it.
Come on.
Hold on a second.
You're flying solo for awhile.
McCall's stuck at the desk until after the review board's
inquiry.
-I'll be in touch.
-Do you think Roberts told the cops about us before he died?
You should've never let him stash the stuff.
-How many times I gotta tell you?
One guy reduces the risk of exposure.
-But a security locker.
I mean, why a security locker?
Because there's a lot of people out there
who steal things.
The only thing I didn't figure on was Roberts getting killed.
-Hey, no big deal, right we just go on in there
and get the stuff, right?
-It's a security locker.
You know what that means?
I need Roberts' key.
-Well, did he tell you where he put it?
-Yeah, he's got it stashed at his house.
-Oh, great, great.
So we're just gonna Rob his place
and ask his old lady if we can pick it up, huh?
No thanks.
-I'll take care of it.
I'm the best, right?
Just lighten up.
Don't worry.
-How you doing?
-Been better.
-You know, those guys will blow it sooner or later, believe me.
-Well, I hope it's sooner, because I know that sitting
at this desk will drive me nuts.
I can't handle it that long, you know?
-Yeah, I know it's been hard.
I've been there.
I know we don't have a lot of evidence on these guys,
but, uh, they gotta dump this merchandise on the street
sometime.
-I know that Roberts was involved in that burglary.
I know for a fact I shot the right man.
-Where's Kirby?
-Uh, the Caribbean.
Uh, it's the first vacation the man's had in 15 years,
and he wanted me to check the store
to see if everything was all right.
I thought that, uh, McCall was supposed to make this meeting.
-Yeah, well, she's camping.
What do you got, sporty?
-Man, I got plenty of nothing, you hear me?
I have been in touch with every fence I know in the city,
and no one, I mean no one, has even a tiny carat, man,
of the merchandise that McCall mentioned to me.
-Sporty, this stuff is very fenceable.
It's very tiny stuff.
It should be on the streets by now.
-I know, man.
But look, I have earned my Ph.D. in talking to fences.
I think I let McCall down on this one, man.
-No, I don't think you did.
-No?
-I think you've been a very big help, sporty.
-How so?
- Thank you very much. - Wait a minute.
You're gonna leave me hanging like this?
No, you can't leave me hanging like this.
Now, come on.
-You've been a big help.
-Uh, hunter, what'd I find out, man?
-Really.
-Hey, hunter, come on, man.
Tell me what I found out, man.
Please, huh?
Hey, man, look, give me a clue at least.
Man, I'm not gonna sleep tonight.
-Mrs. Roberts.
-Yeah?
What do you want?
-I know this is a very difficult time for you,
but I have to know more about your husband.
-What do you want me to tell you?
About the burglaries he committed,
the jewelry he stole, the money?
Is that what you're hoping for?
Well, he didn't do any of those things.
Doug was a fine man.
I mean, he never hurt anybody.
You took him away from me, and I can never forgive you for that.
-He tried to kill me.
I had no choice.
-Get out.
-I'll give you the whole sales pitch.
Just like I thought, you need an ID badge with a picture on it
before they give anyone access to the security vaults.
-We risked our necks for that stuff,
and now we can't even touch it?
-Hey, we're not blowing off a million bucks.
-Hey, that's not a breadbox like those jewelry stores
they have more protecting that place
than the security pack 600.
-Doesn't mean it can't be had.
All we gotta do is get inside.
-Let me see the ID card.
-Hey, how are we gonna fix this?
-Easy.
We take his picture, put it on the ID badge.
-Mrs. Roberts, come right in.
-This is my attorney, Leonard shavway.
-Nice to meet you.
Have a seat, both of you.
-I'm concerned, captain, about why
you called my client in for questioning.
-Well, because it has to do with our investigation
of Mr. Roberts' death.
We are interested in clearing up some details.
We think Mrs. Roberts might be able to help us.
-I presume you've heard that Mrs. Roberts is bringing
a legal action against officer McCall and your department,
a wrongful death suit for $20 million.
-No, I hadn't heard that.
-You will, captain.
-Mrs. Roberts, we'd like to know how often your husband went out
to sporting events and then stayed out until 3:00 or 4:00
in the morning.
-Recently, he went out quite often.
-Did he ever say where he was?
-No, and I never asked.
Why not?
-Well, I figured it was Doug's business.
I mean, he went out with some buddies for some fun.
What harm is there in that?
-You were never concerned about where
he was until that late hour, eh?
-Oh, come on.
-As Mrs. Roberts' attorney, may I
ask where these questions are taking us?
-Yes, counselor, you may ask, and I'll be happy to tell you.
We want to know what evenings Mr. Roberts went out,
the exact dates, and where he said he was going.
-Doug is not a robber, captain.
-All right.
I'll accept that.
You just tell me what were the dates
he went out with David Lane.
-I don't remember.
-You don't remember?
No.
-If you did remember, would it have any influence
on this $20 million suit you're about to throw in our faces?
-You think this is about the money?
Is that what you think?
Look, he came to me about the lawsuit.
All I wanted to do was to clear Doug's name.
If it takes a trial to do that, then fine, but I
want that verdict in every newspaper across the country.
I want everybody to know that that lady
cop murdered my husband.
Doug couldn't get any justice when he was alive.
Now, maybe he can get it after he's dead.
-Guess there's nothing left to say except see you in court.
-If you do, tell your client to bring her memory with her.
How about the jewelry?
Has any of that turned up?
-Well, it's not being fenced in la.
-Well, what do you think, it's being shipped out of town?
-Oh, it might be Charlie.
But then again, I think Lane might just
be sitting on the whole box trying to make a deal later on.
-Then, he skips town and heads for parts unknown.
-We're still checking on the toll calls
that Roberts, Lane, jardine and ellman made.
Then, we might get lucky.
Are you sure about that?
Great.
Ok, listen, uh, we'll have someone there, say, 15,
20 minutes.
Thanks so much.
Just got a phone call.
This guy is the manager of western security,
and he remembers a man matching Roberts' physical description
renting a private vault there about a month ago.
-Oh. Hunter, homicide.
Rick, this is roswell.
-Yeah, what's up?
-Something's going down.
They've been back here twice today,
a place called western security.
-Yeah, we've got it right here, western security.
-7908 slater boulevard?
-That's right.
I'm on my way.
-You're gonna find some jewels.
-Looks that way, doesn't it.
-Be careful.
-Yeah.
-Excuse me.
Thanks.
-Didn't I tell you guys it'd work like a charm, huh?
211, 210, 212 is... Come on, come on.
-All right.
-Yeah.
-Almost there.
Home run.
No more loading trucks.
All right, why don't you go over to the front door real calm
like, check it out?
-Right.
-Brad, can I trust you with my third of the jewels?
-Hey, consider it done, boss man.
-Ah!
-Ah!
Blue unit, shots fired.
We need a backup now.
Go.
This one's a goner.
-This one's still breathing.
-Ah!
-Art jardine not only is gonna pull through,
he's talking to the district attorney as we speak.
-Finally, good news.
-Well, I just got off the phone with the chief.
Congratulations, you're back on full duty.
All right.
-Thanks, Charlie.
Thanks for standing behind me too.
-Anytime.
-So uh, have you been thinking about how
you're gonna thank me?
Huh.
How?
You know, after all these years, this could happen.
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