04x23 - Eyewitness

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

a 211 in progress.

One-Adam-12, handle code 3.

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Boy's name is Gary Colvin.

He's 6 years old. He's
been missing since 12:00.

Oh, no. The little
fellow down the street?

Yeah. The kid that
he walks home with

said that a man
in a yellow sedan

picked him up in front of his
house a few minutes after 12.

We were wondering if you
might have noticed the car.

At 12:00, I was all
the way downtown.

I got off the bus
not five minutes ago.

Well, if you see the boy
around the neighborhood

or a late-model yellow sedan,

we'd appreciate
you giving us a call.

Well, of course, but why would
anybody want to kidnap Gary Colvin?

I mean, how much
could they expect to get?

His mother works for a living.

I don't know, but it
could cost the boy a lot.

- Any luck?
- We covered the whole block.

A couple of people saw the boys
turn the corner onto Dwight Avenue,

but nobody can
remember seeing the car.

A list of the addresses
where nobody was home.

Ah, good. Detectives'll check it
out. They're on their way over.

What about the boy's mother?

I finally got her to go
inside with the babysitter.

Babysitter picked a
great day to be late.

Yeah, she's pretty
broken up about it.

Blames herself
for the whole thing.

What'd you find
out at the school?

Like his schoolmate said,

the first grade class
let out at 12 sharp.

He and Gary were
headed this way.

Well, that and one other thing.

That boy has the best reputation
in his class for telling the truth.

He got the letters
in the plate... IDK.

For once, I'd like to believe

a eyewitness is
making something up.

No. No chance, I'm afraid.

In touch with the
boy's father yet?

The Colvins are separated.
He lives out of town.

Mrs. Colvin hasn't
seen him in months.

We just got the new
address from her.

Detectives will check it out.

Listen, we've got four units here
and calls are beginning to back up.

Why don't you guys
clear and go handle some?

There's a call of a barking
dog at 118 London Court.

One block over. Might
as well check it out first.

- He's a great-looking dog.
- Yeah.

What's the matter, pal? You
unhappy about something?

You want to be
friends, don't you?

Okay, it's a deal.

You sure you know
what you're doing?

He's just lonesome, that's all.

I wouldn't do
that if I were you.

At least until he gets
to know you better.

A great-looking dog.
What's his name?

Is that an official
question, or just curiosity?

A little of both.

We got a complaint that your
dog was disturbing the neighbors.

The old gal next door, right?

Last week, it was my hi-fi.

The week before that,
my car was too loud.

Now it's the dog.

By the way, my
name is Kenny Ludlow.

- Pete Malloy.
- Jim Reed.

Dog's name is Blackie.

Got him the other day
from a friend of mine

who moved back east.

Says the pooch has
a pedigree a mile long.

Usually, a dog like that has a
name as long as his pedigree.

Something like Price Griswold
out of Bremerhaven, you know?

Yeah. I'd change it, only I figure on
selling him as soon as I get the papers.

He ought to bring
a pretty good price.

My buddy claims
he's worth 400 bucks.

Sounds like your friend's
a pretty generous guy.

Yeah, well, if I had his
money, I'd be generous too.

Why don't you bring him
out? Let's take a look at him.

- What for?
- You said you wanted
to sell him.

Maybe I'm buying.

- You serious?
- Sure.

Suppose he gets away?
You got 400 bucks cash?

That's a good question.

I got a better idea. Why
don't I go in there with him?

He'll tear you to pieces.

I'll take my chances.

All right, but don't
say I didn't warn you.

Blackie. Blackie?

Come on, Blackie.

He doesn't mind
very well, does he?

That's all right,
boy, you just relax.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

That's a good dog.

Look, I gotta run in the
house. I'll be right back.

Why don't you stick around?

He's about as mean
as a teddy bear, isn't he?

Look, I'll keep the dog
quiet. That's a promise.

You mean Blackie?

It's a new name. I
just gave it to him.

He hasn't learned it yet.

What's the matter, fellow?
You feel undressed?

Yeah, you're a good boy. You just
take it easy now while I look in your ear.

That's a good dog, yeah.



I told you, didn't I?

This friend of yours, the
fellow that gave you the dog,

is he blind, by any chance?

Of course not. Why?

The dog has an ID
number tattooed in his ear.

Well, sure. He's a valuable
animal. My friend had him marked.

By the Eye Dog Foundation?

I'd say that's about
a $4,000 dog, Mister.



If you were blind,

how much would a seeing
eye dog be worth to you?

I got nothing to say.

I'll need something
to use for a leash.

Look, it's only a dog.

I'll take him back.
That'll satisfy you.

Give him his rights.

You knew that was a seeing eye
dog as soon as you saw it, didn't you?

I spotted the harness
marks on the dog's shoulders

and I knew instinctively they
weren't from pulling a sled.

Brilliant, huh?

Yeah, amazing.

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

see the woman regarding
a possible kidnap.

5634 Dwight Avenue.

One-Adam-12, Roger.

Didn't we check that address?

Yeah, nobody answered.

Did you call the police, ma'am?

Yes, sir. My name's Naomi Ernst.

My name's Malloy. This
is my partner Jim Reed.

We can talk out
here if you like.

The house is a mess.

We missed you this afternoon

when we were checking
the neighborhood.

The lady next door told me.

Since then, the only thing I can
think about is the little Colvin boy.

I just had to call you.

Well, I hope you saw something
that can help us, ma'am.

I don't know.

Maybe I did, and maybe I didn't.

My eyes are so bad nowadays,
I can't be sure of anything.

Do you want to tell us about it?

I was on my way to the market.

Just as I came
out the front door,

I happened to glance
down the street.

I saw a man.

He had a child in his arms.

A little boy.

They got into a yellow car.

I think it was a taxicab.

Did you notice anybody
else in the vicinity?

Another little boy?

Mmm, no, sir.

Not that I remember.

We have an
eyewitness, Mrs. Ernst.

Gary Colvin's playmate.

He's positive the
car wasn't a taxi.

Oh, thank goodness.

In that case, I may be wrong
about the other business, too.

What other business is that?

The boy and the man.

I could have sworn they
were covered with blood.

Who do you believe?
A woman with bad eyes

or a 6-year-old eyewitness?

Glad I'm not a detective.

Yeah.

Did you get the license?

Yeah, letters are IDK.

He didn't try to rabbit, anyway.

Would you step out
of the car, please?

Stay right where you are now.

There's nothing to worry about.

Step out of the car.

Yes, sir.

Step up on the curb, please.

Look, if you're worried
about a g*n, I don't have one.

May I see your license?

Gary?

You okay, son?

We didn't do nothing, honest.

Okay, come on.
I'll give you a hand.

That's my son Gary.
I'm Terry Colvin.

Is this your present
address, Mr. Colvin?

No, sir. I live up in
the desert. Victorville.

That's your car?

Yes, sir.

He's my daddy. Don't hurt him.

Okay, Mr. Colvin. We'll drive
you back to your wife's house.

She called us when
Gary didn't come home.

Lock your car, please.

Sure. Hey, I didn't mean
to cause all this trouble.

Come on, Gary, I'll give
you a ride in a police car.

Mommy, Mommy, Daddy's here!

- Daddy's here!
- Oh, Gary.

Oh, thank God. Oh, baby,
I was so worried about you.

It's Daddy. See?
Right over there.

Are you all right, darling?

Tell me, are you all right?

He's got a new car.

You ought to see it.

Are you all right?

He's fine, Mrs. Colvin.

I'm sorry, Bev.

Took Gary for a ride.

Just... Well, I got a
car now and a job.

You know, things are
starting to look up for me.

We had ice cream.
A whole lot of it.

Did you?

Hey.

I'm sorry, Bev.

I just missed him, that's all.

Next time you decide to borrow
your son for the afternoon, Mr. Colvin,

it might be a good idea
to let somebody know.

Yeah, I owe you
people an apology.

I just wasn't thinking,
that's all there is to it.

Honestly, Terry,

sometimes I just don't
know what to do with you.

Yeah, I deserve it.

But give me a cup of
coffee first, will you?

Last couple of hours, I must have
eaten a half gallon of ice cream.

Oh, Terry.

Officer.

You found him. Thank goodness.

Yes, ma'am.

Terry Colvin's a nice fellow.

I hope the family gets
back together again.

I can't tell you
how relieved I am.

Are you sure it was a taxicab?

I didn't recognize Terry
Colvin this afternoon,

and I've known him for years.

Why ask me about an automobile?

Well, we appreciate your
interest, just the same.

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

a 415 family dispute.

17420 Upton Drive, code 2.

One-Adam-12, Roger.

Hey, you guys got
here just in time.

Come in, will you?

My wife locked herself
in the den with my TV set,

- and she threatened to smash
it up into a million...
- Before we...

pieces.

Look at that. I just
paid for that set.

Open up.

Oh. There's no need
for you fellows to be here.

As you can see, I've taken
care of the problem myself.

Yeah, you fixed it
pretty good, Miss Charm.

Would you shut up?

Look, Officer,
I'd like to tell you.

Friday night, I let him
go to a high school game.

Saturday, he picked
up two college games.

Sunday, he sits like a piece
of furniture in the living room,

watching the pros.

I've had it with him.

Up to here. I can't
stand him any longer.

Do you know your head's
starting to look like a football?

What is that, Evening in
Burbank you're wearing?

Oh, you make me sick.

The Rams were right on the


Wait a minute. There
aren't any games on today.

There's reruns, pal. Don't
you ever watch the reruns?

Yeah. Once in a while.

You see that? You see?

Even the cops are on my side.

Oh, well, they would be.

We're not on anybody's side.

If you two think you can settle
this by yourselves, we'd like to leave.

Oh, I'd love to work it out.

Work it out by yourself.

I'd like to go in the kitchen
and smash the oven,

but you wouldn't
know the difference.

Oh, ha ha.

The only thing that would bother
her is if I broke the can opener.

She's a religious cook, my wife.

Everything she makes is a
burnt offering or a sacrifice.

Listen, before you guys go,
what about the insurance?

What about it?

Well, like, you were witnesses.

You saw it. I gotta get
your signatures on a report.

Oh, I'm sorry. I don't think

the insurance company's
gonna pay off on that set.

You know, your wife
broke it intentionally.

Yeah, right, but we're covered.

I'm covered for
malicious mischief.

Hey, what if she really saw
what she thought she saw?

Hmm?

Naomi Ernst, the
woman with the bad eyes.

What if she really saw

a man and a boy
covered with blood

getting into a taxicab?

I'd say that would be
a powerful coincidence.

Yeah, but who's to
say it couldn't happen?

What are you doing?

Why don't you play your
hunch? There's a phone booth.

Yeah, right.

About what time was that?

That tracks. Could you give me
the address where you took him?

Okay. Thank you very much.

Yeah, will do.

Cab number 516 picked
up a fare on Dwight Avenue.

A man and a boy. He took
them to 3117 Walcott Street.

The driver's description fits the
one Mrs. Ernst gave us to a T.

- Including the blood?
- Yeah, including the blood.

Sorry to keep you
waiting, gentlemen.

What can I do for you?

Doctor, about a
quarter after 12,

did you get a
couple of patients,

a man and a boy?

One or both of them
might have been injured.

Yeah, that'd be the
Slaters, Frank and Chris.

What seems to be the problem?

Are they still here?

As a matter of fact, they are.

I had to put the boy under,
and he's sleeping it off.

But I don't understand
how the police are involved.

Evidently, there's been some
mix-up. At least, we think there has.

We're just checking out a
report given to us by a witness.

You mean somebody
saw the boy get hurt?

But Frank said that they
were alone at the time.

Would it be possible
to talk to him now?

Of course. Right this way.

Oh, now relax, Frank.
Everything's all right.

Gentlemen, this is Frank
Slater, and the boy here is Chris,

but I'm afraid he doesn't feel
much like talking right now.

What's this?

Did your son have an
accident, Mr. Slater?

Yeah. About a
dozen stitches' worth.

Why?

Somebody saw you and
your son get into a taxi.

I guess it looked pretty bad.

It must have been. You
should've seen our clothes.

What happened to him?

He was helping me
uncrate some furniture.

We moved into an
apartment last night.

Chris fell and cut his head

on the corner of one
of the packing cases.

Scar's right on the hairline,
Frank. You'll never see it.

Still no word from Ruth, huh?

Relax. I'll bring her in
as soon as she gets here.

My wife took the car
to go grocery shopping.

That's how come the taxicab.

Does she know where you are?

I left a note.

Too bad I didn't tell
her to bring a clean shirt.

We're sorry to have
bothered you, Mr. Slater.

I hope your boy feels better.

Well, not a bad hunch,
wouldn't you say?

Don't take all the
credit, Sherlock.

We had a pretty good description
of what really happened.

You know, you ought to call
that Mrs. Ernst and thank her

for making you look so good.

Yeah, I'll give her a
call from the station.

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

see the man, a
recovered vehicle report.

1728 O'Connell Street.

One-Adam-12, Roger.

I... I understand there's a report that
has to be filled out about my automobile.

Yes, sir, it'll take
about five minutes.

Oh. Well, I haven't
got much time.

Where did you
find your car, sir?

Well, I'm afraid you're not
gonna believe, but come here.

A present from my
devoted students.

Uh, where do you
teach, Professor?

Over at Arrow Tech.

I'm the so-called expert

on the science
of miniaturization.

Looks like your students
have been paying attention.

Yeah.

How long ago was the car stolen?

Day before yesterday.

From the parking
lot at the University.

Have you been out of
the house ever since?

I haven't left it until


I took a walk down to a clothing
store to pick out a suit of clothing.

A birthday present from my wife.

I was only gone about two hours,

and when I came
back, there it was.

How do you suppose they
got it in here in only two hours?

Planning. The secret of success
in mechanical engineering.

That's one of the things that I
stress pretty heavily in my lectures.

The neighbors said they'd
never seen anything like it.

Well, what do you want to do?

Oh, nothing,
nothing, nothing at all.

There's no telling what these characters
might dream up to get back at me.

One-Adam-12 clear.

One-Adam-12 clear.

All units additional on
the 211 that just occurred,

9740 Los Feliz Drive.

Suspect's vehicle, a
white-over-blue Corvette,

has been sighted
near Griffith Park.

Any unit in the vicinity,
meet Air-10 on tact 2.

This is One-Adam-12.
We'll meet Air-10 on tact 2.

One-Adam-12, Roger.

Adam 12 to Air-10, go.

Adam 12, what is your location?

We're eastbound
on Forest Lawn Drive.

One-Adam-12, the suspect's car
is headed east through Griffith Park

in the direction of Travel Town.

Continue east on
Forest Lawn Drive.

Roger, Air-10.

Air-10, can you give us any
additional on the 211 suspects?

Roger, Adam-12.

They are the suspects from
the 211 at the liquor store.

9740 Los Feliz. The
victim is now DOA.

Approach with caution.

Roger, Air-10.

Air-10, we have you in sight.

Roger. The suspect's
vehicle just turned in

to the Travel Town parking lot.

Looks like they're
gonna change cars.

They're heading
towards a blue mustang.

Two male Caucasians.
One in green jacket,

one in black pants
and tan jacket.

They're all yours.

Roger, Air-10.

There's only one way out
of that parking lot, right?

Yep. Now all we have
to do is b*at 'em to it.

Adam-12, your suspect
is on top of the train.

All right, hold it.

I'll put out a code 4.