05x11 - Hot Spell

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

a 211 in progress.

One-Adam-12, handle code 3.

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How come the class A uniform?

Oh, what's the matter with
those people downtown?

The way it feels right now, it's
gonna be 90 degrees before 11:30.

The weatherman said it
was supposed to cool off.

You ever know one of those
guys that was more than 50% right?

What's the point in making
waves? You can't change anything.

- Got a problem, fellas?
- Yeah, Mac. How come
no class B uniform today?

Well, look what
I'm wearing, Reed.

It's official. I
confirmed it by landline.

Swell. Go get the sweat suit.

Hey, why do you guys
always make me the heavy?

Because you're our
sergeant, and we love you.

One of these days, I'm gonna
move to where winter is winter

and summer stays
where it belongs.

What's bugging you this morning
besides the weather? What is it?

My neighbors had
a party last night.

Didn't break up until
about 3:00 this morning.

Oh. Why didn't you call a cop?

I can't do that.
They're my neighbors.

Besides, I was a guest.

Oh. What time did
you leave the party?

I don't know. Midnight or 1:00.

Terrific.

Thanks.

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

A 484 report.

Griffith Park amusement area.

The soft drink concession.

One-Adam-12, roger.

Somebody probably
stole a soda pop.

I could use one myself.

If you're gonna buy, I accept.

Try to help someone,
and all you get is insults.

- Will you step over here?
- Sure.

How come you fellas aren't wearing
your summer uniforms in this heat?

It's gonna be a
real scorcher today.

Yeah, we know. That oughta be
good for your business, though, huh?

It don't work that way.

Anyone with common sense
don't come out on a day like this.

- You boys like a cold drink?
- Yeah, my partner's buying.

My name is Malloy.
This is Officer Reed.

How do you do? My name's
Fred Tosca. What will you have?

- Lime, I guess.
- Yeah, I'll have the same.

Oh, no, no. Put it
away. It's on the house.

You reported a theft, Mr. Tosca?

It was the craziest
thing I ever saw.

One of my regular customers...
A fella named Dave...

Parked his bike over there
by the tree like he always does.

He was standing here,
having a soda pop,

when suddenly, out of
nowhere, some guy jumps out

and steals the air
pump off his bike.

- What happened then?
- Oh, Dave took after the guy.

He couldn't catch him.
He was too fast for him.

And it's a good thing, too.
Dave was like a crazy man.

I never seen anyone so mad.

After all, how much can an air
pump cost? A couple of bucks?

Did Dave know you
called the police?

Mm-hmm. I told him so after he
came back from chasing the guy.

He got angry and said
that I was a crazy old jerk...

That I should mind
my own business.

How's that for gratitude, huh?

What'd he do then?

He jumped on his bike and took off
as if a bear was chasing him. Crazy.

Is there anything that he
said that you can remember?

Yeah.

Something about hypes
always trying to rip him off.

That mean anything?

It could.

Yes, sir.

Uh, most of the park
couldn't contain our cars.

Evidently, the victim wanted
to avoid contact with us

and was gone when we arrived.

Okay, Lieutenant.

If Dave shows up again, I'd
appreciate you calling this number.

Ask for Lieutenant White.
He'll know what it's about.

You bet I will.

Thank you.

It's too bad Tosca couldn't
get his last name on Dave.

If he's been around
any time at all,

narco detectives can probably
make him from what we've got.

Stash in a bicycle
pump. That's a new twist.

Pretty good way to haul
junk through a public park.

Even if we spotted him,
there isn't much we could do.

He'll P.C. for
search and seizure.

Guy should know better
than to rip off a pusher.

Next time he buys, he'll probably
get hot sh*t cut with arsenic.

Hey, turn that vent a
little my way, will you?

You're getting all the cold air.

Oh. I'm sorry. I hadn't noticed.

Sure.

Temperature sign on that bank
building there says it's 84 degrees.

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

see the man, a neighbor dispute.

Maplemoor and Sixth,
at the phone booth.

One-Adam-12, roger.

I'm the one who
called you, officers.

- Could I have your name, sir?
- George Strothers.

What seems to be the
problem, Mr. Strothers?

There's the problem,
right over there.

He's got those signs

on half the telephone
poles in the neighborhood.

See, I live next door,
and I'm tired of people

tramping on my grass to get to
Oren Johnson's to buy that junk.

I want it stopped right now.

Have you spoken to
Mr. Johnson about it?

Off and on for the
past two months.

Lot of good it does. They still
keep tramping on my grass.

You mean he's been running
a yard sale for two months?

Most of the junk doesn't sell.

What kind of junk?

He's had that same
furniture out there right along.

But he does seem to sell
quite a few appliances and TVs.

We'll look into
it, Mr. Strothers.

Uh, you won't tell him
that I called, will you?

'Cause I like to get
along with my neighbors.

No, sir. We won't
mention your name.

Thank you very much.

Most of the people are
looking, not buying, yeah.

Sure. Be with you
in a minute, fellows.

Look around.

That's right.

Goodbye, Jerry. Bye-bye.

B1194611.

Sure is a hot
one today, isn't it?

Glad I don't have to
wear a tie in this weather.

See anything you like, I
can give you a good buy on it.

Be okay if my partner
uses your phone?

Sure, go right ahead.

I thought you fellows did
everything by radio these days.

Mind if I ask you a few
questions, Mr. Johnson?

What kind of questions? And
how did you know my name?

Well, we had a complaint.

Well, you don't have to tell
me. It had to be Strothers.

Yeah, we got an
electric typewriter.

Serial number 4092128.

A new line color television set.

Serial number B1194611.

Yeah. I'll hold.

Is all of this your
personal property?

Well, I wish it was.

I'm selling it sort
of on consignment.

I get 20 percent
of anything I sell.

On consignment from who?

Oh, a young fellow,
Jerry Bannerman.

He works for one of
those repossession outfits.

Buys this stuff from the
company for practically nothing.

Okay, thank you.

Pete.

Excuse me.

Typewriter and the television
were stolen eight days ago.

Something wrong, officer?

Mr. Johnson, how did you get
connected with Bannerman?

I put an ad in the local newspaper
when I ran my first yard sale

of a lot of things I had
no use for anymore,

since my wife passed on.

Jerry came to the sale.

He told me he could get me stuff
any time I wanted to run another sale.

It was a godsend at the time.

Can't do much on my pension.

Some weekends, I make
as much as a hundred dollars.

How much of this stuff is on
consignment from Bannerman?

The TVs and the appliances.

The books and the
furniture are mine.

I seldom ever sell a book.

Something is wrong. What is it?

My partner called in the serial
numbers on some of these items,

and the electric typewriter
and the color television set

were stolen in a
burglary eight days ago.

That's impossible.
It must be a mistake.

No, sir. It's no mistake.

Well, I can't believe it.

He seems like such
a nice young man.

That means I'm in
trouble, doesn't it?

Selling stolen merchandise.

You've got to
believe me, officer.

I didn't know.

Can you tell us how we can get
a hold of this Jerry Bannerman?

That was him on the telephone
when you officers drove up.

He's on his way over here
now to pick up the color TV.

He said he has a buyer for it.

I'll move the unit.

Sorry I've got to pull
the set, Mr. Johnson.

But I got a man
ready with the cash.

How'd you do today?

Well, I sold that little
portable radio set.

Ten dollars.

Something the matter?

You look uptight.

I am a bit upset, Jerry.

The neighbors are
complaining about the yard sale.

Jerry, I don't like problems.

Who does?

Look, if you don't want this
stuff in the yard, it's okay by me.

I'll come by this
afternoon to pick it up.

Right now, I got a man
waiting on a color TV set.

Catch you later, okay?

Need a hand, mister?

No thanks, I can make it.

Oh, no.

Turn around and put your
hands on top of your head.

Jerry Bannerman your real name?

No. Marvin Blakely.

You're under arrest, Marvin,

for violation of section 496PC,

receiving stolen property.

Big deal. Six
months county time.

I wouldn't be too sure, fellow.

I got a hunch by the time
we finish checking you out,

we're gonna clear up a
lot of first-degree burglaries.

Is it all right if I lock
up my house, officer?

That won't be
necessary, Mr. Johnson.

I'll call another unit
to impound his truck

and take care of this stuff.

A team of detectives will be out
from burglary to take your statement.

Just tell them what you told us.

Then you're not
taking me to jail?

No, sir. But I'd suggest if
you have another yard sale,

don't take anything
on consignment.

Wait a minute. What time is it?

It's time for you
to get in the car.

I can help you guys
make a real case.

You're real enough for
us, Marvin. Get in the car.

I would have to be picked
up by a couple of blue suits.

At least detectives
listen to a guy.

I'm trying to give you
guys a real hotshot bust,

but you won't even listen to me.

All right, Marvin. Go
ahead, we're listening.

I got conditions.

I was sure you would have.

First, you gotta promise
me you don't let him know

it was me who b*rned him.

Second, you tell
the D.A. it was me

who helped you clean
up a couple of murders.

Look, I read the newspapers.

And I know you guys
been b*ating the streets

trying to nail Carl Carney with
those two liquor store killings.

Now, how about it?

You know where Carney is?

Yeah.

I used to boost
cars for a living.

I'm out of that now, but Carney
needed some cold wheels,

so he called me.

Get to the point, Marvin.
Where's Carney now?

That's why I asked
you guys the time.

He said he was checking out
this morning, heading for Oregon.

LA had gotten too hot for him.

Checking out of where?

Some fleabag motel
on South Hoover.

There are a dozen motels in
that area. Which one was it?

I don't think it
even had a name.

But I'd know it
again if I saw it.

There's a gas
station on the corner.

One of those cut-rate jobs.

It's room number five.

Yeah, I know the one.

There's a vacant lot on the
corner of Hoover and Overland.

You guys better call
in a lot of blue shirts.

'Cause Carney's
packing some heavy heat.

One-Adam-12 on a
follow-up investigation.

Requesting a supervisor
and two backup units

meet us at the vacant lot at
Overland and Hoover, code 2.

One-Adam-12, roger.
One-L-20, one-Adam-16

and one-Adam-33,
back up one-Adam-12.

- What else?
- According to our boy,

Carney's in room five
and he's packing a g*n.

Okay, you stick
with him. Let's go.

Police officers.

Mac.

Pete.

Looks about the right size.

Let's check him out.

Hold it, Carney.

Put your hands on top of your
head and walk toward us. Move.

Go ahead and sh**t, cop.

Go ahead, take him.

All right, freeze, mister.

Put your hands
on top of your head.

Lousy cops. If I had my
piece, you'd be cold meat now.

You know something, Carney?

It's guys like you that
just scare us to death.

Come on, tough guy.

Hey. Homicide was glad
to get a hold of Carney.

That was a good
bust. They both were.

Thanks for the assist, Mac.

You know, you guys are
the last ones on the watch

to change into Code C.

I mean, the change
came through hours ago.

Now, I would have thought after
all that flack about long sleeves,

you'd have been
one of the first units in.

Well, that's not our
favorite subject, Mac.

Nobody told us
there was a change.

Oh. Well, I thought
you were big boys.

Now, I could put through
a special call to Adam-12,

just to clue you in.

I mean, it was on the radio.

We didn't hear it.

Yeah. You know, you
really should park the car

a little closer to
the pool next time.

I thought if we left the doors
open and the volume on loud,

we'd hear all the
important stuff.

You're gonna have to stop wearing
those earplugs when you go swimming.

You know, Mac, he wears
earplugs when he goes swimming.

- Okay, okay, I give up.
- Was it my fault

I've got an ear infection?

We might miss something
really important, like a 311-W.

Well, you were the one that
wanted to go swimming. I...

Hey, you want to come
over for dinner on Saturday?

Yeah, great. What time?

About 4:00.

No, why don't you
make it about 3?

Isn't that a little
early for dinner?

No, not really.

You got something you
want me to help you with.

- Well, look, this thing's
right up your alley.
- I'll bet.

Honest. Remember that little
oak tree that we cut down last year?

- The one that had
the fungus...
- Little oak tree?

That thing was 60 feet tall.

We almost got
k*lled pulling it down.

Yeah, well, I figure that you and I
won't make the same mistake twice.

Okay, but if I got to work,

you're gonna get stuck for
two dinners. I'm bringing a date.

Fine. As long as she can
help string lines and run a saw.

She ought to be perfect.
Her brother's a forest ranger.

Great.

It's not that pine tree, is it?

Which pine?

It's the pine tree.

I should've known.
That thing's a monster.

Pete, we can handle it.

I figured we'd run
a couple lines down

to keep it from
falling on the house,

then all we have to
do is let it down easy.

I got Freeman from
across the street helping us.

What happens if we
misjudge it, like last year?

We won't.

I think you should get
a couple more guys.

No, really. This
is the kind of job

that you just ask your
best friends to help you with.

- Why?
- 'Cause nobody else'll do it.

Believe me, I tried.

Okay, it's your house.

Wnat to take a run
through the park?

Yeah, why not?

Wait, hold it, Pete. I think
we've got a woman down.

Unlock the door.
We're trying to help you.

Go away. Leave me alone.

Get an ambulance.

Oh, why isn't he here? Why?

He promised. Oh, God, it hurts.

Please, somebody help me.

Please. He promised
he'd be here.

He promised.

Who did? Dave?

Oh, please. Please,
don't tell my husband.

It would mean the
end of everything.

He mustn't know.

Oh, I beg you, please.

What time did Dave
say he'd be here?

Hours ago.

I've been waiting all day.

Wait, hold it. Hold it, lady.

Lady.

Settle down, settle down.

Oh, oh, why does
it hurt so much?

If only I could die.

Anything to stop the pain.

Oh, please.

Jim.

Suddenly we got a break.

Tosca said our man
was wearing white.

This guy's wearing blue.

We changed, didn't we?

Trouble, mister?

No. But thanks for asking.

Let's do a little fishing.

Looks like it could
use a little air.

Well, if it does, I'll get
some down at the station.

It's not far.

Why don't you pump it up now?

I don't have far to go. I'll
fix it when I get home. Right?

Anything's better than
walking, huh, Dave?

Give the creep his rights.

Lousy cops. What are
you hassling me for?

I wouldn't hurt anybody.

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be
used against you in a court of law.