07x12 - Pot sh*t

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FEMALE DISPATCHER ON RADIO: One Adam-. One-Adam-, a in progress.

One-Adam-, handle code .

[SIREN WAILING]

Morning, Thelma.

Hi, Pete. Where've you been? I missed you yesterday.

I was busy. What are the chances of picking this up tonight?

No problem. Sunday mornings are always like this.

By :, it'll be cleared out. You want it earlier?

No. I'll pick it up on the way home.

-You working today? -Yeah.

Keep these separate, would you?

You can package this one, but the stuff in here goes on hangers.

MAN: Hey, lady!

Just a minute, Pete.

You don't own that dryer.

It's my dime, lady.

You been feeding it for over an hour now.

Your laundry is not only done, it's overdone.

How do you expect to dry all that stuff if you don't take it out of the bags?

Don't get your nose out of joint, lady.

How about having a little consideration for other people?

I'm people, ain't I?

The way you're doing it, it'll take forever!

What do you have in there, rope?

All right, hold it. Police officer. Step over here.

Put your hands on your head and turn around. You're under arrest.

I told them it was marijuana, Pete.

They said a car will be here right away.

I've heard of people drying this stuff a lot of different ways,

but never in a laundry.

-It was lucky you smelled it. -How could I miss it?

-What's your name? -I got nothing to say.

You might as well tell me. We're gonna find out anyway.

Work at it.

Do you know him, Thelma?

Never been in before.

Can you guys transport him, handle the evidence?

Sure.

-Smells rich. -Yeah.

What's his name?

MALLOY: He is not talking.

Print him and turn him over to the investigators.

Tell 'em we have a room full of witnesses.

I'll wrap it up and take care of the paperwork when I get in.

-I gave him his rights. -Right.

Let's go.

Thelma, do you have anything I can make some notes on?

-Laundry tickets? -Thanks.

I'll need your names and addresses.

-Sorry to keep you waiting, Jim. -Done with your report?

Yeah.

How do you like that?

Somebody wants to sell a set of golf clubs. Two years old, never used.

Best offer. Must sacrifice.

Then he doesn't put his name or phone number.

It sounds like the guy I busted on the way to work.

They didn't turn any ID when you booked him?

Probably doesn't want us running down his address.

Should make him on prints.

One-Adam-, mid-watch. Clear.

FEMALE DISPATCHER: One-Adam-, clear.

How come you were in the laundry this morning?

I just figured it was the best place to take a bunch of dirty clothes.

She's taking up your days, too, huh?

I was busy.

You and Judy are really getting serious, aren't you?

If you're betting on me getting married, you'd better get big odds.

You? Get married? No chance. You're too neat and organized, Pete.

You'd drive a woman crazy finding something to nag you about.

FEMALE DISPATCHER: One-Adam-,

a - Mayflower. Code .

One-Adam-, roger.

Hold it!

What's going on here?

Just doing the Lord's work.

May I see your identification, please?

I was passing by, on my way to school,

when I overheard what they were saying.

It was the Third Commandment.

And they were doing more than just breaking it.

The Third Commandment?

"Thou shalt not take the Lord's name in vain."

Of course. I objected.

And they told me what I could do with my objections.

I tried to reason with them.

"A soft word turneth away wrath."

Not this time.

One made unkindly remarks about my heritage,

another made derogatory comments about my vocation,

and the third one ignored my request all together

except to continue to take the Lord's name in vain at the top of his voice.

All because they're working Sundays.

I told them the Sabbath was supposed to be a day of rest.

You said something about school.

Sunday School. I'm studying for the ministry.

That's hardly a license to deliver this kind of sermon.

We may have to take you to the station.

They're willing to forget about it.

Perhaps my message got through after all.

Next time, instead of going for an eye for an eye,

you ought to try turning the other cheek.

Here you go. Why don't you take off?

FEMALE DISPATCHER: One-Adam-, One-Adam-,

see the Metropolitan Bus supervisor.

Found child. At the corner of Wilshire and Almont.

One-Adam-, roger.

Hi. I'm Tom Hartrum with Metropolitan Bus Line.

My name is Malloy. This is Officer Reed.

It seems we have a problem.

The driver of the westbound Los Angeles bus

found this girl on board and she didn't belong to anybody.

She probably got on with a bunch of adults

so it looked like she was with one of them.

Hi. What's your name?

[IN FINNISH]

That's the problem. She doesn't speak English.

I still think she sounds kinda Scandinavian, Mac.

How about trying the Swedish Consulate?

Strickland speaks Japanese. We'll try him first.

Strickland speaks Japanese?

He spent three years in Japan while he was in the service.

She isn't Japanese.

Just because she can't speak English,

doesn't mean she doesn't have a second language.

And if she does, it could be Japanese. We'll try it.

Here.

Got some nice, cold milk.

Go ahead. It's okay.

[IN FINNISH]

You wanted to see me, Mac?

Yeah. Where's Johnson?

Following up on Malloy's narcotic bust.

This little girl doesn't speak English.

I thought maybe one of you guys could get through to her.

-Give it a try? -Sure.

[IN JAPANESE]

Maybe you can recognize the language she's speaking.

What's your name, little girl?

Well, can you say something for us?

Now, everything's gonna be okay. We just want to help you.

[IN FINNISH]

I don't recognize it.

But it sounds like it could be one of the Scandinavian languages.

Okay. Thanks.

I'll call the Swedish Consulate.

Can I see you for a few minutes when you're through here, Malloy?

-Sure. -Why don't you go ahead?

If you ask me, it sounds Czechoslovakian.

Ha!

-Can I buy you a cup of coffee, Malloy? -Yeah. Thanks.

Thanks.

The dude you busted is still holding out.

Any prints?

No. Nothing local.

We're waiting for the Feds to get back to us.

The stuff he was holding was too much for a user.

We figure him for a mule or a dealer.

You noticed any changes in your area?

More potheads, different dealers...

Anything that might indicate a new supplier?

No. Maybe he's not from our area.

He could be jumping around Laundromats all over town.

I don't know. He didn't have any car keys on him,

and I don't think he's dumb enough to ride the bus with that stuff.

He was dumb enough to take it into a Laundromat.

You've got a point.

-Well, check around. Maybe we'll get lucky. -Sure.

Did you get a hold of the Swedish consul?

Yeah. You were close. She's from Finland.

Could he understand her?

Just enough to find out her name is Riikka Kekkonen

and she's visiting an aunt here.

Has anybody called the Finnish consul?

Mac's doing that now.

What's the story?

She got here a few days ago with her parents

and they left her with an aunt while they went skiing for the weekend.

The only trouble is,

she doesn't have the faintest idea what the aunt's address is.

The aunt report her missing?

She probably doesn't know it yet.

She left the girl at a neighbor's house to play with some other kids.

Told her to come home at lunch time.

What was she doing on that bus?

The other kids made fun of the way she talks so she left.

She thought the bus would take her to wherever her folks were.

So the aunt and the neighbor probably each think she's at the other one's house.

Until she doesn't show up for lunch.

Mac, why don't we take her back over that bus route?

If she could point out the stop where she got on,

we could cruise that neighborhood until she spots the house.

Okay.

Here's the phonetic spelling for a couple of questions in Finnish.

"Is this where you got on the bus?" and "Is this your aunt's house?"

You putting me on?

Go ahead. Try the first one.

"Is this where you got on the bus?"

[READING FINNISH HALTINGLY]

Perfect.

Maybe we've gone by it and she didn't recognize it.

She seemed sure about the bus stop.

She should know the house. Try it again.

[READING FINNISH HALTINGLY]

[LAUGHING]

[IN FINNISH]

[IN FINNISH]

Hey! Where do you guys think you're going?

I've been waiting for you!

You and Mrs. Alltoff again?

Right. Old lady Alltoff. She's at it again.

What's the trouble this time, Mr. Morris?

I've put up with a lot from her.

Always screaming and hollering at my kids.

Every time one of 'em so much as sneezes, she calls the cops.

You said you called us.

This time, she went too far! She really did it.

Did what?

She stole my comic books!

Do you know what those things are worth?

You can't even find a first editionSupermananymore.

I got two second editions and they're worth bucks each!

When was the last time you saw aCaptain Marvel or aGreen Lantern?

Wait a minute. You claim Mrs. Alltoff stole them?

Well, not exactly.

My kids got into 'em and threw 'em into her backyard.

Every time she's called us in the past,

it's to complain about your boys throwing garbage in her backyard.

This ain't garbage. This is valuable property!

Did you tell Mrs. Alltoff that they're valuable?

Are you kidding? Then she'd never give 'em back.

I just told her if she didn't hand 'em over, I'd have her thrown in jail.

Okay. I'll go talk with her.

-Hi, Mrs. Alltoff. -Officer Malloy.

Mr. Morris tells us you have some books belonging to him.

I found them in my backyard.

I'm saving them for the school's paper drive.

If they are his, it would be a lot easier just to give them back to him.

He never wanted the other junk back. Old newspapers, banana peels.

Oh!

Look at those stains. Rotten tomatoes.

Those boys did it deliberately.

It'll take me all week to scrub them off.

No, sir! I'm gonna teach him a lesson!

I'm not going to give them back and that's that.

I understand how you feel, but I think you should know

those books are worth a lot of money.

What?

They're collectors' items.

In that case, I just might throw them into my fireplace and burn them.

Why do something like that? It won't accomplish anything.

It'll teach him a lesson.

No it won't. It'll just cause more trouble.

Well, how much more trouble can he and his kids cause me?

Look, I know you're upset but if you knowingly destroy valuable property,

you can be arrested for grand theft.

I sure wouldn't want that to happen to you.

It's not fair. It's just not fair.

Then let's work out something that is.

You know, if you spent a little more time talking with your boys,

you might avoid problems like this.

Talk to them? I took a belt to 'em.

They won't dare touch any of my stuff again!

That wasn't exactly what I meant.

Mr. Morris, Mrs. Alltoff has agreed to give you your comic books.

Just as soon as your boys get those tomato stains cleaned off her driveway.

Huh?

It makes a lot more sense than going through the expense of a court battle.

Mark! Jeff! Get out here!

Hurry up.

You heard what he said. Get going!

REED: Wait a minute, fellas.

I don't blame you for not wanting to clean that driveway.

Do you know why you have to do it?

Why? Just because your dad's angry?

We made the mess.

It wouldn't be fair if she had to clean it up.

That's right. Go ahead.

-Okay? -Okay.

Judy's got a boy, hasn't she?

Name's David. Nine years old.

Must be tough on Judy. Working full time,

taking care of a house and raising a kid all alone.

She does all right.

Guess she could use a man around the house.

If you're volunteering, I'll ask her

if she needs any wood chopped or wells dug.

FEMALE DISPATCHER: One-Adam-. One-Adam-.

See the manager. Regarding narcotics suspect.

Sepulveda. At the laundry. Code .

One-Adam-. Roger.

Pete, they were just here looking for that guy you arrested.

-Who was? -I didn't get their names.

A man, brown hair, about , and a hippie type girl in her s.

Did they ask for him by name?

No, but they described him perfectly. I said I hadn't seen him.

They took off in a light blue Ford convertible.

-How about a license number? -Yeah.

ION.

One-Adam- requesting DMV

on license Ida Ocean Nora.

FEMALE DISPATCHER: One-Adam-, stand by.

The back seat was full of those stuffed pillow cases.

FEMALE DISPATCHER: One-Adam-. Ida Ocean Nora,

Ford convertible, Anthony Greer,

Garber.

One-Adam-, roger.

Tony Greer.

-Thanks, Thelma. -Any time, Pete.

-Do you know this Greer? -Yeah.

One-Adam- requesting One-L- meet us on Tac Two.

FEMALE DISPATCHER: One-Adam-, roger.

One-L-, meet One-Adam- on Tac Two.

Greer's rap sheet would reach from here to San Diego.

We put him away the year before you started.

MACDONALD:One-L-. Go.

Mac, Tony Greer is back at work.

We have an address. Garber.

You want to tell Strickland?

MACDONALD: I'll pass it on. Anything else?

A definite connection with the marijuana suspect I brought in this morning.

We also have probable cause.

A reliable witness saw what is probably

several pounds of marijuana in Greer's car.

Greer has a ' light blue Ford convertible,

license Ida Ocean Nora.

Okay. I'll contact Strickland.

Wait for us a block south of the address.

On the way.

I guess they were using more than one Laundromat.

Yeah. With Greer playing chauffeur.

If I know him, he didn't take any chances on drying that stuff himself.

It's the next block.

Looks like they're still here.

Hey!

[SIREN WAILING]

All right! Stay where you are!

Stand up and put your hands on top of your head.

MALLOY: One-Adam- requesting assistance.

I'm in pursuit of a light blue Ford convertible,.

South bound on Garber Street crossing Manhattan Avenue.

My partner is in foot pursuit of male suspect at Garber.

MACDONALD: Boys, Strickland wants to see her inside.

You and your partner get that stuff back in to the station.

And tell him Malloy came back with a little more.

More than a little. There must be or pounds there!

MACDONALD: There's a couple of hundred pounds inside.

Their dryer broke down and it's spread out all over the floors.

Not a bad day's work for a Sunday.

I'll put a gold star on your report when you get it written.

Thanks.

We better drop by and see Thelma and get some details.

You want to play some handball later, sweat a little bit?

No, thanks. I've got other plans.

Judy?

Yes. She's going to pick up a couple of steaks, bottle of wine.

Maybe some mushrooms.

You give her a list?

Nothing wrong with that.

Matter of fact it's good training.

Laundry's ready, Pete. You want to pick it up?

We just have to get some information about that couple that came in here.

It's all done, Pete.

As long as you're here, you might as well take it with you.

I was bringing my laundry in anyway,

so Judy asked me to get those done for her.

That's good training, too.