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03x22 - Deckwatch

Posted: 03/10/23 09:17
by bunniefuu











Thought you might
like some dinner
before we went out.

We're out now.

Still on the bus.

Do you like Cantonese?

If you mean octopus, no.

If you mean chow mein, I love it.

That's what I mean.



Mad, for short.

Was it that long a voyage, Harry?

Eight months. Greek t*nk,
Piraeus to Hong Kong.

How'd you manage that?

Same way I have for ten years.
Nine months on sea, two on shore.

You must be ready to raise
the bloody roof.

Let's eat. I'm starving.


Madelaine what?

Don't ask me the hard questions.

Madelaine. No other ID.

Multiple Kn*fe wounds.
About or last night. Right here.

No sex. They had that
earlier over dinner.

Check with the ME
on the menu.

k*lling was just a nightcap.
Wanna hear the good news?

Blood all over the place.
Two types.

His and hers. The lady got in
a good lick of her own.

With what?
A -inch. Special.

Found it a short fling
down the beach.

Is that hers?

A petite anti-r*pe purse model
with one shell missing.

ME thinks it might be critical.

You know what that means.

We got a rat in the corner,
screaming blue m*rder.




OK, forty-five cops on the way.
Ordered a house-to-house

all up and down the beachfront.
My neighbourhood.

Any idea who we're looking for?
Yeah, a guy with a hole in his leg.

That's it?
Isn't that enough?

What's the matter?

Fooled me.

Hunting down a wounded felon.
That's lousy.

So's being d*ad.

I feel the same way.



What's happening?

You all right?


I just had a little accident.
I was h*t by a car.

Got a light?


Why don't you see a doctor.

I can't walk.

Can you call me an ambulance?


Think you'll be around
when I get back?


OK. I'll lend you my lighter.


Take your time.
I'm fine.

Sure you are.

What time is it?

STARSKY: Two hours till sunset.
HUTCH: Terrific.

Maybe we'll get lucky.
Maybe the sun won't set.

OFFICER: Kid wants to talk to you.
Said it's vital to the well-being
of our community.

Yeah, I'm sure it is. What are you
doing out on the street, Chicky?
I thought they found a home for you

at Juvenile Hall.
Well, you see the TV reception

was kind of lousy,
so I decided...

What do you wanna talk about?
It's private.

Oh, it's private. Uh-huh.

Yeah, and I don't feel like talking
to your whole army, OK?

Yeah, well, he's private.
Hello, stranger.

Tell him your story.

Come on.
Long time no see, huh?



LAURA: What's happening?
What's it worth to you?

Nothing. Uh...

CHICKY: Some information.
Just fishing.

STARSKY: About what?
Vague as ever.

CHICKY: The guy you're looking for.
How you been?

Answer my question.
Which one?

STARSKY: How about cents?
This fish you're fishing for.

Ha-ha. Fat chance.
This guy's all over
the radio and TV.

So will you be,
if you turn down my last offer.

Just police business.
STARSKY: Unbelievable.

What am I doing?
Same old game, same old Hutch.

Same old Laura.
STARSKY: If you got it,

STARSKY: And you ain't giving it,

now, how do you expect us to get it?
That's OK. That's OK.

Well, you can't do nothing to me,
chump. Because I'm a juvenile
minor trying to be helpful.

You got the whole army out here
busting up my schoolyard.

You all right?

See you around.
CHICKY: All you can do

is offer me cents?
HUTCH: There was this...

This girl, uh...
She was found down by the beach.

The offer was cents.
It's now a freebie.

Sorry I asked.
CHICKY: Come on, man,

he's a nice guy.

Chicky, one last time.
I can't.

Why not?
OK, I've been talking to him.

And I can't do it for nothing.

Book him!

Come on, man.

OK, wait.
Wait a minute, all right?

Look, I'll give it to you,
OK? Gratis.

That's big of you, kid.



Hannah, wake up.
You're never gonna believe...

Three guesses who I just saw.

What's the matter?



Does anybody else live here?


Does anybody else live here?

No. Nobody else.

Anybody who can
help me here?

Laura, maybe we could
find somebody...

My... My brother could help you.
Is he a doctor?


Where is he?
Where is who?

At County General.

County General?
Isn't that right, Hannah?

Hannah? Isn't that where Hutch
works on Wednesdays?

Hutch? At County General?

I didn't know he was a...

I'll call him.

Cuts down on the ringing.

What's wrong, dear?

Where's the nearest pay phone?

At the market.

How far?
Three blocks.

Tell you what.
You go make that call.

Get me a quart of rum,
pack of smokes, no filters,

and some fruit.

Something meaty, like papaya.

You want something?
Nothing, thank you.

Don't take the bike.

I told you, it's three blocks.
But on a bike you can go .



Hannah, I'll be back
as soon as I can.

Before the clock strikes ...

or Grandma...

That's fifteen minutes.



Come here.

Come here.

How bad was the leg?
CHICKY: I told you once.

Tell me again.

I couldn't see nothing.
He had it all wrapped up
in some belt and an old rag.

He kept pouring whisky all over it.
French cigarettes.

CHICKY: They're English
cigarettes, I told you once.

They're English cigarettes.
My brother used to smoke them.

They stink like stale

Do you recognise this?
What do you mean?

Does it look familiar?
It's a button, OK?

What kind of a button?
A "button" button.

What is this, Questions?

It happens to be a seaman's button,
and it belongs to the Merchant
Marines. Now, does it look familiar?

What are you doing to me? Huh?
I'm trying to help you. What are you
doing to me? Huh? OK.

Hutch! Hutch!

He's there!
What? Who? What?

What time is it?
STARSKY: Who? Where?

That man! Listen,
we've got five minutes.

What man?
He's gonna k*ll Hannah!

The man with the... The leg!

He's at my house.


Think she got married
on the way?

Not very likely.

Every man she meets ends up
playing cards with me in the kitchen.

Expect she's having
a hard time finding Hutch.


Hector Salidas.

Hannah Kanen.
How do you do, Hector?

Don't call me Hector. Harry.

Hector's my old mum...

He won't be coming back.

My son d*ed over three years ago.
In the line of duty?

I guess you could call it that.


Are you the man who k*lled
that poor girl last night?

Nine times.

What did she do to you
that was so terrible?

She was just there.

Look, he was just there.
I came home. I walked in.
He was just there.

Now, what are you gonna do?
Laura, you've got to get back

into that house.
Tell them you've located your brother.
And just hold on till I get there.

Soon as I can.

We're here.
What are you gonna do?

Look, what are you gonna do?
I could do something. I can h*t him.
I can h*t him when he's not looking.

My groceries.
Laura, promise me something.

Don't do anything. Just be cool,
and everything's gonna be all right.
Now, go on home.

All right, all right, all right.
Make sure you get home, OK?

Go ahead. Go ahead.


Wait a minute. Wait. Stop.

Wait a minute. There's nobody here.

Do you live here?

I mean, except for me. There's
nobody here but me. So, there's
no use in ringing the door bell.

Can I, uh...? Can I help you?

We're conducting
a door-to-door investigation.

You mean about that k*ller I heard
about? No, I haven't seen anything.

Is anything wrong, ma'am?
No. Nothing.

I mean, yes. Everything. I...

I've got this big dinner party tonight
for eight people, and the way things
are going, I'll never get my hair done

and my, uh...
My dress together before...

But I'll let you know
if I see anything suspicious.

Yeah, sure.

Thank you.


No chance.
I'll need two hours, Captain.

One hour. Gets dark in an hour.

I got a better sh*t in the dark.
Are you crazy?

The odds are with him in the dark.
I already told you both "no."

Ten to one he'll k*ll them both
before he splits in the dark.
That's his MO.

That's why I wanna send SWAT in.

You send SWAT team in there,
Captain, you've two d*ad ladies
on your hands.

DOBEY: What makes you think
you got a better chance?

Well, then just give me the hour.

What have you got to lose?

Your partner.

What do you think?
What do you think I think?


One hour.



Want some?


No, thank you.

Like the sight of blood?


Think I'm gonna make it?

I don't know.



Hannah knows, don't you, Hannah?

What the hell's taking him so long?


I'm getting there.

OK, according to photo surveillance,
we got a two-storey house, entrances
front and rear...

Starsky, I've been in there.
Yeah, well, I haven't.

I think you ought to try to get
around to the back door,
but we don't know where he is.

STARSKY: Laura said the living room.
Said. Maybe he moved.

OK. We'll play it by ear.

I'll try to get back
to the kitchen door.


I'll tell you in about an hour.


What colour eyes?

Your brother.



With a greenish tint.

Brown, sometimes.

They get darker.


Go on! Let him in!

She doesn't like to look
at anybody straight in the eye.
It makes her nervous.

His eyes are blue.

Yours are hazel.

Well, come in, dear.

We've been bragging about you
all afternoon.

You all right, Hannah?
She's fine.

Put the bag down.

Come here.

We have this guest, you see.
His name's Hector.


HANNAH: But I think
you better call him Harry.

He doesn't like the name
Hector very much.

Open up your jacket.

I don't know why. The Greeks
were very fond of their Hector.

Way open.

He has this terrible wound in his leg.
Turn around.

HANNAH: Poor man.
Not a whimper since he arrived.

Like my Fred.

Could you do something
to stop the bleeding, dear?

Well, I probably could, Hannah,
if I could take a look at the leg.

Bring that bag over here.

Don't give it to him, give it to her.

Open it, Hannah.



What about Hannah?
I'll tell you what.

I'll make you a package deal.

Take care of me, and I'll let her go.


All right.

Sit down.


Laura, get me some
hot water and, uh,

as many cloths as you can find.

Go on!


What is it?

Um, I... I forgot something.

The cloths.
There weren't any clean ones.

It's all right. Just, uh... Just bring
the hot water over here. Come on.



What are you gonna do?

Disinfect it.

I'm gonna have to give
you a tetanus.

No sh*ts.
Harry, don't you think...?


Are you gonna choke her?
HECTOR: No sh*ts.

HUTCH: You need a tetanus.
I know I do.

One part tetanus,
nine parts morphine.
Bye-bye, Harry. No sh*ts.

I'm gonna have to disinfect.


This is gonna hurt.
Fine. Cleans out my head.



How did you get this?
The lady...

The lady was a tiger.
Hutch, don't you think...?

She out looking for a doctor too?

No. She's with the rest
of the tramps.



You're bleeding badly.
Looks like a cut artery.
You keep moving like that...

Who's moving?

Laura, I just ran out of gauze.
Run upstairs and get me
some clean, uh, sheets.

No one's going anywhere.

Come on, move it!


LAURA: What are you doing?
Come here.

You can't go down there. He'll k*ll her.
Get her out of that room.

I can't. He won't let go of her.
Do it.

Where the hell are those sheets?

Don't yell at me.
I forgot what I went up for.

It's all right. Everything's all right.

Do you want me to go back up
and get them?

No, you stay here.

I need the sheets.
Forget the sheets!

She's not going anywhere.

I don't mind the blood.
HUTCH: Well, I do.

I'm getting sick of the sight of it
on my clothes.

Look, you're gonna have to lie down.
HECTOR: No chance.

All right, bleed to death.
Sit there and bleed.

Sit there and bleed.
The b*llet!

HANNAH: It's not easy.
What's that, Hannah?

The sight of blood.
I've seen lots of it.

Fred, my husband,
he cut his foot badly,

just mowing the lawn.

The hospital was
a long way from here.

Took half an hour
to stop the bleeding.

I had to tear the sheets.

It was half an hour
before we could
stop the bleeding.


Dinner was b*rned.

But when all's said and done,
it didn't amount to much.

I've seen lots worse.

My sister, Eliza...
[GRUNTS] Rest, rest.

Let's rest a minute.

Let's take a little break.

You all right, Hannah?

I didn't feel a thing.

You better go in the kitchen
and cool off a little.
You look terrible.

Go ahead.

Well, if you don't mind, Hannah,
maybe I'll get myself a beer.

Why don't you make it two.


Don't miss! I got a Kn*fe on her.
Oh, God!

Get over here.

You h*t the bull's-eye the first time,
I've got a Kn*fe on her.

Give me the g*n!

Give me the g*n!

Give me the g*n!


One last time.

Give me the g*n.




we play a different game.



Stand up, Goldilocks.

Stand up!

Put your hands on the table.

What did you h*t me with?
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

Are you a cop?

Paramedic Unit.

Paramedic? What's that?

It's an emergency medical unit
that works for the county.

We do critical g*n cases by radio.

It's a special hook-up with a doctor
who specialises in g*n wounds.

I didn't hear what you said.
Tell me that... Tell me that again.

I said, I still am the only person
who can help you.

Perhaps you'd feel better
if you sat down.

Where's the radio?
It's in the cab. Around the block.

If you don't believe me,
why don't you send the girl.

She's not going anywhere.

I said, the girl's going nowhere.

Then why don't you sit down
and at least let me finish stitching.

If I sit down, I'll never get up.


You have the g*n.


Sit down.

Get me that chair over there.


What are we gonna do?

We're gonna take the plug
out of your leg.

OK. Come on.

I'm gonna need the water.

Paramedic army
waiting outside, Hutch?

You saw me come in by myself.
That's not what I asked you.

I've got a partner three blocks away.

Harry, would you like to have some...?

Nothing, Hannah. Nothing.

I'm gonna need a proper blade
to complete this operation.

No. No blades.

I need some light.

Bring that lamp around.

Put it over here so he can see.


How much time did you get?


One hour.

One hour to do what?
HUTCH: One hour to sew you up.

Laura? Wipe Harry's face, please.

Go ahead.

Thank you.

Where's your partner?

He's three blocks away.

She did have a name, didn't she?


Bit actress, New York City.

We never got past Maddy and Harry.

What's your partner's name?


Ask him if he knows a hotel
in New York City called the Marquis.

HUTCH: Anything less than
bucks a night, he'll know it.

She lived there.

But now she's in another place
with the others.


Girl in every port.

How many others?

What difference does it make?

Well, as long as only one of us
is gonna walk out of here alive,

now's as good a time as any.

I don't know how many!

Ten years at sea. In to shore every
nine or ten months. You figure it out.

That's a long time.


Why? You want reasons?
Look in a bloody school book.

Why? But for me it's as natural
as the moon and the tide.

The b*llet.

Let me see that.

Some of us are born to it, Hannah.

You ought to be put away.

I have been locked away.

For ten years in a ship's boiler room.

You don't think I go to the sea
for the fresh air, do you?

It's hot in here.

Anybody hot?

I feel like I'm in that boiler room.

Room like a tomb. Small...

You're burning up, Hector.
You got a fever.

Just sew.

Sew that damn thing up.
I can't stand it any more. I can't.


No more, please. Please, no more.

I can't.
Harry, please.

I can't.
HANNAH: Sit back.

I can't. I can't. I can't.
LAURA: Please. Please.

I can't! I can't! I can't! I can't!

Stop it. Please, stop it.

HANNAH: It's almost over.

I promise you.

I'm so thirsty.
[SOBBING] I'll get you something.

No, you won't.
Harry, would you like that beer now?

I'll get it.

It's easy now.

I can sit here like a Trojan.
No pain.

No sweat.

But the deck's falling out
from under me, Hutch.

A hairy noise.

Noise gets any louder,
it's not gonna be so easy.

Will you get a deck under me, Hutch?

Tell you what, Hector.

I get the g*n, you get the deck.

Not good enough.

I don't wanna die just sitting here.
I'll tell you something.

I promise you
I'll take you all with me.

I got another deal for you, Hector.

It's very simple. Three easy stages.

One, you let Laura
go after a paramedic unit.



when that unit comes,
you get as much plasma

to make yourself a new man again.





What am I down?

Hundred and twelve points, dear.

OK, hotshot.
This time I'm gonna nail you.

Fat chance.

Tell me, Hutch,
why have you stopped
coming around to see Laura?

That was Laura's idea.

See, she said she didn't wanna
get serious about a cop.

So, I told her that I would
change my profession,
because that's the kind of guy I am.

I could become a sushi chef
or a go-kart mechanic or a ballerina.

You'd look dynamite
in a tutu and toe shoes.

HANNAH: She's baking you
a lemon meringue pie.
That's a good sign.

I just didn't wanna waste
the lemon.

Hey, kid, what do you say
we blaze a trail of passion
across the barren wilderness, huh?

Somebody lend me a shovel.
Take a moonlit walk.

And get mugged.
Sip margaritas by sunset.

Tequila makes me gag.
Then we could drift back to my villa,

arm in arm.
And then we could, uh...



What do you say?



I do love a girl with spunk.