All language subtitles for Police Woman s03e04 Sara Who.eng

(woman screaming)

- Stabbed six times,
twice in the heart.

- Neighbors,
nobody saw anything.

- I live here, remember?

You and your wife
live two doors down.

- As long as I'm here.

- That could be the
start of some new pattern.

There's someone out
there all wrapped up in hate.

- Yes, for police women.

In case you forget,
that's what I am.

I'm a cop.

(Liz screaming)

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(mysterious instrumental music)

- Okay, Jackie, drum roll.

Whoa!

- Thanks, Liz.

You shouldn't have.

- Shouldn't have?

That's exactly what she
asked me to bring her.

Okay, Sara.

For when we were
bunkies together,

because you never had
any cologne of your own.

- I was always running out

because you always
kept ripping me off.

Ooh, Noche de Luna.

Night of the Moon.

- Don't wear it with
any loonies around.

- The way things have
been going these days,

I'll settle for one of those.

(all laughing)

- Welcome back,
how was your trip?

- Oh, wonderful.

- Listen, for all of
you police persons

who haven't met Irene
Boyer, this is Irene Boyer.

- [All] Hi, Irene.

- She's new, stolen
property, lots of luck.

(all laughing)

- Oh Pepper, perfect timing.

- Thank you.

Ole!

- What's going on in here?

Sounds like a hen place.

Welcome back.

- Get out here,
man, this is our oasis.

- Wait until I get my enchilada.

I didn't get one
postcard from you.

- The cruise was
only for seven days.

Besides, you just moved
and I lost my address book.

- Uh huh, that's a likely story.

- This should appease you.

- Mexican jumping beans, right?

- No, it's Swiss.

(all gasping)

It cost a lot of pesetas
so I want you to wear it.

- Look at that, wow.

- It's only for very
special occasions, okay,

so don't wear it all the time.

You don't want to hurt it.

- Are you kidding?

This is my everyday watch.

Put that right on.

Since we're engaged, right?

- Only during office hours.

(all laughing)

How's Honey Bunch?

You were such a sweetheart
for taking care of him.

- I'll give you a little
clue about Honey Bunch.

He's now sleeping on my bed

and I'm curled up on
newspapers in the corner.

It's a dumb name for a dog.

If you don't think I feel silly
going out in the backyard,

yelling, "Come on, Honey
Bunch, here, Honey Bunch."

- The way I hear it,
you gave Liz the dog

and you named it.

- Is that what you hear, huh?

Listen, you stick
around after work.

I'll take you over to
Vinny's and buy you

the biggest steak in the house.

We'll stop by my place
and pick up Honey Bunch.

It's a silly name for a dog.

- Now does it make any sense?

- Well.

- Which means not
really, but it will later.

Right?

- Pepper, I'm not
exactly a nosy type.

- Be nosy, you're a cop.

- Back in there, Liz Robson
and Sergeant Crowley.

I was wondering, is there
some sort of thing between them?

- Yeah, they love each other.

See, about, uh,

must be 12 years now,
Crowley and Liz's brother

were partners in Ad-Narc
and they were working a case,

closing in on a dealer.

The dealer was armed, was
about to take a shot at Bill.

When Robson rushed in,
and he got the bullet instead.

It killed him.

So now Liz is a
cop and Crowley is

like a big brother to her.

That's the thing between them.

- When'd you get back, Liz?

- The ship docked about noon,

so I went home and I took a
nap, which I needed desperately.

Then I just came right
down here to see you guys.

- Hope you had a
nice time, did you?

- Excellent.

- What are you
thinking about, huh?

- Just wondering.

- What are you wondering?

- You're sure
this is your treat.

- Sure, why would you ask
a dumb question like that?

Listen, even though I said
steak, I just gotta tell you.

I hear Vinny has a new sandwich.

Tuna and pimento loaf...

- Oh.

- No, but I...

Have the steak.

- If you got me...
- Have the steak.

Have the steak.

Sara, did you get the message?

- Yeah, Bill, thanks.

I'd love to join you but I've
gotta show these to Hopkins.

- You're not going with us?

- No, I'm sorry.

I've worked on six unfit
mother cases today.

Six, and I'm just too pooped.

- Okay.

- Thanks a lot.
- See you next time.

- Okay, bye bye.
- Bye bye.

- Thank you.

- This lady named
Miss Nemerover.

- Your cabin mate was
named Miss Nemerover?

- Mhm, when I first
met her, I thought,

"My lord, how am I going
to live with all this smoke?"

- Lots of cigarettes, huh?

- No, it's even worse.

- Cigars?
- No.

She smoked a pipe, Pepper.

- A pipe, she
smoked in the cabin?

- Sure it was Miss Nemerover?
- No doubt.

- From what I hear, this
cruise was really swank.

(mysterious instrumental music)

- He walked up
to me and he said,

"What line of work are
you in, Miss Robson?"

And I said, "I'm in vice, sir."

- Then wasn't so bored anymore.

- I was sitting at the
captain's table the next night.

The champagne just flowed.

- Bill, when can I
get seven days off

and just take a
dinghy to Catalina?

- You gotta be dinghy to
ask a question like that.

(all laughing)

(Sara screaming)

- Stabbed six times,
twice in the heart.

- Neighbors, nobody
saw anything?

- No.
- No fingerprints?

- Nothing except a dead
policewoman, and maybe this.

Hoyte Wiley, you know the name.

- Sure, Arizona City.

Wanted for killing a couple
of police women there

a few months ago, right?

- Wanted, never caught.

It's the same MO.

Bedroom, dark,
gloves, six knife wounds,

no sexual attack,
no apparent motive.

- Just insane.

- Just insane.

But maybe Wiley decided
to come to the West Coast.

He was reported in
Portland and Spokane.

Maybe he's down here now.

- Captain, we want in on this.

- Franklin and his men will
continue on the Wiley end.

That's the only
possibility we have.

I want you to talk
to Liz Robson.

She and Rossi were roommates.

Find out everything she knows.

- She's waiting in my
office right now, captain.

She wants in on this too.

- It was six weeks ago that
she found this house, a rental.

She said it was about time
we each had a place of our own.

I think she wanted to
do something extravagant

with her raise.

- Is that when she moved?

- Yeah.

- Liz, uh, how long did the
two of you share a house?

- Two years.

- Liz, in that time,

were there any men who she knew?

I mean, dated, that might
have been a problem?

Something personal?

- Sara didn't go out.

- Never?

- With guys from the academy.

When you're in juvenile,
your job is your life.

You deal with the
kids and the parents,

or you're always trying to
solve some heavy situation.

- Were any of those situations
especially heavy recently?

- Maybe one.

- When was this?

- About six months ago.

- What was that about?

- There was a drunk
who had been accused

of abusing his children
and he put two babies

in the hospital.

His wife was too
scared to testify

and Sara had finally
convinced her to file for divorce.

- Did the guy know
that Sara convinced her?

- Oh yeah.

I don't know how he got
her number but he did.

He started calling Sara and
saying she had ruined his life.

And threatening her.

- Didn't she report it?

- I think she was going to,
but then the calls stopped.

- Liz, do you know his name?

- No, no.

But I bet if I looked in
her files, I'd find a name.

- I'll help you.

- Thank you.

Once in a while,
Sara and I would...

We'd have a beer and
stay up late at night and talk.

One night, after
we'd seen this movie

with a lot of really
great looking people in it,

Sara said, "I am plain.

"I was born plain, and
if I could have one wish,

"I wish I could be
pretty for one day.

"No, make that one weekend."

She didn't know how
beautiful she was.

- That'll be $2.25.

Thank you.

- Hello.
- Hi, may I help you?

- Holly Hawkins?

I'm Sergeant Crowley,
this is Sergeant Henderson.

Police department,
we'd like to talk to you.

- Whatever this is
about, can we talk later?

I'm real busy.

- So are we.

- Look, I'm very
sorry about that girl.

I heard about it on the radio

and I went to church
and I lit a candle for her.

But I don't know anything
about how she died.

- Was murdered.

You're married to
Sam Hawkins, right?

- Was.

- Yeah, well, we're
trying to locate him.

- Well you're cops,
that shouldn't be hard.

- We haven't been
able to find him.

- That's your problem.

I have customers and
my boss is giving me

some cock eyed looks.

- Why don't we let the
boss handle that, I'm sure.

- And blow my
job, that's all I need.

- Mrs. Hawkins, a 23
year old policewoman

named Sara Rossi is dead.

- I know that.

And I said it.

I'm sick about that.

She was the best thing
that ever happened to me.

Talked me into
getting rid of that bum.

But I can't help you.

- He put two of your
children in the hospital,

one with a concussion, one
with three fractured ribs, right?

- Holly, where is he?

- I don't know.

- You seen him recently?

- About three weeks ago.

- You want to tell us where?

- He came by the house one
night to ask for some money.

Obviously for booze.

I gave it to him and he left.

- Do you know
where he's living now?

- Somewhere in Rosella.

A rooming house or an apartment.

I don't know.

- Thank you.

- Bill.

- Hey Bill, you heard anything
about Hoyte Wiley yet?

- So far he's been
spotted twice.

First time, he turned
out to be a local minister.

Second time, he was an
engineer who'd just flown in

from a month in Japan.

Here's Hawkins's mughost,
let's get busy on him.

- [Pete] This guy Hawkins,
we'll start checking

the Rosella area.

- Yeah, concentrate
especially on the bars.

- Bill, let's visit Jim's grave.

- Sure, honey.

(pensive instrumental music)

(knocking on door)

Yeah?

- Hi, Bill.

- Hi, honey.

- Anything?

- Couple love
letters from upstairs.

- I read the one about
the police women

protecting
themselves, et cetera.

- Yeah, that's one
of the et ceteras.

Read the one with the damage.

- "To all division heads,
we're being besieged

"by the public, the press, not
to mention the commissioner.

"Nearly a week has
gone by, dammit,

"and we haven't come up with
a thing on the S. Rossi case."

S. Rossi, by the end of the
month, it's gonna be Sara who?

"The Hawkins suspect is
obviously not in the Rosella area.

"Seven phone calls a day alone

"on the alleged whereabouts
of subject Hoyte Wiley

"have all turned out
to be dead ends."

- Excuse me, communications
just heard from Pete and Joe.

They got a tip on Hawkins.

He's been spotted in
a bar near the harbor.

- Joe.

Hawkins, come here,
we want to talk to you.

Police!

(tires squealing)

Hawkins, police!

Hawkins, hold it.

Hold it right there.

- That's right, come on.

- Off the car, come on.

- Come on, come on down.

Come on.

- Get him on the
car, stretch him out.

- What are you talking
about, phoned her?

I never phoned her.

- You sure about that, Hawkins?

You sure you didn't phone up
Sara Rossi and threaten her?

(Bill mumbles)

- Please listen, I told you.

- Suppose we tell you.

Suppose we tell you there
was another policewoman

listening in on the extension
to your conversation

and she can identify your voice.

- Okay, but I never
threatened her.

- Come on, Hawkins.

That's just not the
way we heard it.

- I just said to her that they
were my kids, my family.

And she should have minded
her own damn business.

I didn't like her, I
even hated her, okay?

- Did you hate her
enough to kill her?

- I didn't kill her.

I didn't even threaten her.

- Why'd you try to run?

Two police officers
called out to you.

You took them for quite a ride.

- I don't know
they were the heat.

I thought...

Well, I owe some money.

I thought they were
trying to collect.

- Where were you last
Friday night, Hawkins?

- That's a thousand years ago.

- Think back a thousand
years, where were you?

- I must have been with
a friend, a girl I know.

- What was her name?

- Rose.
- Rose who?

- Brearly.

B-R-E-A-R-L-Y.

- Who is she?

- She ain't no nun.

- Rose, I got two of
them who lived here.

Real flowers, both of them.

- Rose Brearly?

- She's the one who moved out.

- When?

- Three days ago.

- Do you know where?

- Where?

Lady, her rent was paid up.

I couldn't care less where.

- Tell me something.

Was she here last Friday night?

- I guess so.

- With somebody?

- (laughs) Let's
put it this way.

If she wasn't upstairs
with one of her tricks,

I'm Princess Grace.

- Do you happen
to know with whom?

- No I don't.

Look, I rent out rooms
with kitchenettes.

I try to keep the halls clean.

I wash off any filthy
language from the walls,

as soon as I see it.

That garden out
there, that tacky garden,

I try to keep it from
looking double tacky.

All of which puts me into
bed at about 10 o'clock,

and which means
that I couldn't keep up

with the traffic around
here if I wanted to.

- You behave yourself.

- [Joe] Bill, any luck?

- No, what's with Hawkins?

- Well, they let him go.

- Oh, no.

- The polygraph
proved inconclusive.

And that public defender
Choppa, he came stomping in.

- You said it all, Pete, Choppa.

Hoyte Wiley, has
he been seen again?

- Not in the last half hour.

- Anything from Liz?

- Nothing yet.

- Shove off, I'm
waiting for someone.

- You wanted to see me?

- Hello, Francine.

- I've been out of
town a couple days.

My sister's real sick.

- I'm sorry to hear that.

- Plane fare cost me plenty.

- How much?

- 300 bucks.

- That's awful high, Francine.

- You paid it before.

- Rose Brearly.

Do you know her?

- She's an acquaintance.

- We're looking for her hard.

- How hard, Liz?

- 300 bucks.

- Oh, there was an extra
50 for the cab fares, tips.

- Do you know where she is?

- How about it?

- 350, you'll have it tomorrow.

- She went back to her pimp.

Dude named Ossie
Dalton, you know him?

- No, where's his place?

- Chelsea Street, the
apartment house on the corner.

- Thank you.

Give my best to your sister.

- She's feeling better already.

(knocking on door)

- Yeah?

- You Rose Brearly?

I mean, he said
you were something

but he didn't prepare
me for all this.

- Who said that?

- Ossie.

Ossie Dalton.

Maybe I'm in the wrong place.

- No, you're in the
right place, handsome.

Come on in.

- Listen, on second
thought, Rose,

why don't you
come along with me?

Slip into a fishnet,
honey, let's move it.

- Liz, your Ho Chi
Minh is getting cold.

Not to mention
your butterfly shrimp.

- I'm not hungry.

It's been such a week.

- It has, hasn't it?

- I'm glad it's over.

But I'm not hungry.

- Maybe you don't mind if
we help you out a bit, do you?

- No.

- Did the Brearly girl
roll over on Hawkins?

- No, because she
was with Hawkins.

- What?

- That's right, they spent
the evening together.

She said he drank too
much, conked out, hit the sack.

Then two of her
girlfriends came over

and they played cards
for the rest of the night.

He was there in plain sight.

- We checked them
both out separately.

It's true.

- [Bill] That leaves
us with Hoyte Wiley

as our only suspect.

- Hoyte Wiley, we just got
word they picked him up

an hour ago and they're
flying him back to Arizona City.

He's been holed up
in Ohio for two months.

- Just isn't our day, is it?

- Honey Bunch, come
here, Honey Bunch, let's eat.

Poor baby's getting so
old she can hardly see.

- She can still
eat, look at her go.

- I'll tell you something,
she wouldn't do that for me.

I had to hand feed her.

- (laughs) Okay, let's
see what we have for us.

- Are you inviting us to dinner?

- According to my watch,
I'd say it's about time

we went out and had
a bite to eat someplace.

What do you say to Mozzerino's?

A little veal picante?

- Well, I've got to
walk Honey Bunch later

and I think it's
gonna be raining.

Bill, I'm really frustrated.

I couldn't smile at a
waiter to save my life.

- Could you smile at me?

- Oh, you two.

- Let me see what I have here.

- Why don't I make the salad?

Tell her what a
good salad I make.

- She makes a great salad.
- I bet.

- You got any cucumbers?

She's great at cucumbers.

- Yes, and carrots.
- Give me the carrots.

- Tell you what,
right after dinner,

why don't we take
Honey Bunch for a walk

and we'll pack you off to
Pepper's for the night, okay?

- What?

- Yeah, we talked about it

and I think Bill's right.

Wiley is locked up,
Hawkins is out of the picture

and Sara's murder,
that could be the start

of some new pattern.

There's someone out
there all wrapped up in hate.

- Yes, for policewomen.

In case you forget,
that's what I am.

I'm a cop.

I have a gun, I
know how to use it,

and this place has more
locks than San Quentin.

- I'd like it if you'd
spend the night at Pep's.

- I've got sole, crab
au gratin, lasagna,

lasagna, lasagna.

- Listen, do you
have any lasagna?

- I'll look.

(mysterious instrumental music)

(doorknob rattling)

(doorknob rattling)

- Police.

Who is it?

- [Man] It's me.

- Who is me?

- [Jeremy] Jeremy.

- Mr. Jenkins!

- Jeremy Jenkins at
your service, sergeant.

What are you doing here?

- I live here, remember?

You and your wife
live two doors down.

- Well, as long as I'm here.

- It's late, Mr. Jenkins.

(dog whining)

(dog barking)

(glass shatters)

(Liz screaming)

(dog whimpering)

- [PA Voice] Dr. Mike Bedford.

- I'm Sergeant Crowley.

- Sergeant Crowley,
I'm Dr. Lieberman.

- Is she still alive?

- Yeah, thanks to the neighbor
who found her and called us.

- Is she gonna make it?

- We're trying, can't
be sure about that.

She's in intensive care.

- I want to see her.

- Sergeant, only family
is allowed in there.

- It's okay, I'm her family.

- We'll stay only a few minutes.

(heart monitor beeping)

- Joe?

- Yeah, Pep, we just
talked to her neighbor.

Named Volpe,
lives next door to Liz.

- What's he got?

- He said something
about the storm

kept him awake last night.

He thought he heard shots,
so he went to the window,

saw a male Caucasian
run to a car, get in it,

and drive off.

Late model Pinto, dark color.

But he was able to get
the first three numbers

of the license, 746.

- 746, you checked with DMV?

- They traced it to a rental
company, name of Big Val.

You know they
have seven outlets,

so we rounded up
the general manager.

He says he thinks it's
his place in Brandon.

- I think this may be what
you're looking for, Sergeant.

It's our only 746.

- Is the car here?

- No, the client returned
it about an hour ago,

then this father
and his son came in.

They were going to
Tahoe or something

and they just rented
it and drove it off.

- You mean the car's not here?

- No.

- This Frank Navarre, is
he the one that turned it in?

- Yes, an out of towner
from New Orleans.

The license plate there.

- He rented it, right?

- Yes, sir.

- Had he ever been in before?

- Yes, a week ago yesterday.

A different car, same customer.

- What did he look like?

- Look like?

He was very ordinary
looking, in his 30s.

34, 33, maybe a
little bit younger.

- Tall or short?

- Medium, I'd have
to say medium.

Maybe a little
taller than medium.

- Pep, look at this, Navarre.

Today he signed it with
one R, last week with two.

- Let's move on that.

- Miss, you want to go
down to headquarters

with us, please?

- Look, if this is just
about a stolen license

or something...

- It's more than just a
stolen license, believe me.

- But I'm alone here.

- I understand.

You want to call your boss
and tell him you're closing up

for a while?

Just tell him two cops
want you to go down

and look at some pictures, okay?

Thanks very much.

- He isn't any of these men.

- Okay, try this one.

Please, take your time,
just keep looking, all right?

- I got that New Orleans number.

Talked to an old woman, she
could hardly speak English.

You know my French.

All I could gather was that
this Navarre was at work

and wouldn't be
home until tonight.

(phone ringing)

- Nothing yet, huh?

- No.

- Sergeant Crowley's office.

Yes.

Yes.

I see.

- [PA Voice]
Dr. Mansfield, Dr. Mansfield.

Report to X-Ray.

- I'm sorry, we did
everything we could.

She died just a few minutes ago.

- Thank you.

- [PA Voice] Dr. Inman,
report to the resident doctor.

(Bill sobbing)

- The landlady said her
husband took the dog to the park.

They won't be gone long.

You want to drive over?

- Why don't we just wait?

- This was left with
the landlady for Liz.

The ship's photographer.

"Dear Liz, we
pulled in yesterday

"after another mad,
gay seven days.

"Sorry you weren't home,
but I thought I'd drop these off

"rather than mail them,
you know that service, Jim.

"PS, I'll try to phone
you for a quick hello

"before we sail again tonight."

Do you want to see them?

- She had a nice
time, didn't she?

- Looks that way.

Bill.

I know hunches are
just that, hunches.

- I'm sorry, Pep,
what did you say?

- I have a hunch.

Frank Navarre, that
stolen driver's license.

Suppose, just maybe, maybe,

it was stolen from
him aboard ship.

He might have been a
passenger on the same ship as Liz.

We could check that out.

Do you remember the
day Liz got back last week?

She told you she had
lost her address book.

I thought she was
just putting you on,

but what if she didn't lose it?

See what I'm getting at?

- Yeah, go ahead.

- What if, let's say what if,

somebody lifted
it from her purse

or it was taken from her cabin?

It was filled with
addresses like Sara's.

Sara Rossi was murdered
exactly one week ago.

The night the ship got in.

What I'm trying to get at is

what if the killer
worked on the ship

and murdered Sara using
the same MO as Wiley

to throw us off?

Wiley's case was written
up in the papers for weeks,

for months.

- But he was really after
Liz, is that what you mean?

- Possible.

- Pepper, what's the name
of that steamship line?

- Shelley, L-L-E-Y.

- Remember the
name of that funny lady

she said was her cabin mate?

The one who smoked the pipe?

Remember her name?

Mrs. Nemerover,
if my theory is right,

could you tell us if there
might have been somebody

on board ship, maybe
even a crewman.

- Who wanted to kill her?

No, he'd have to be demented,
a totally deranged mind.

No, they were
all so fond of her.

Aside from her being so
pretty, she was just herself.

Elizabeth.

Oh, oh no, I couldn't.

- What is that, Mrs. Nemerover?

- No, it would be an
accusation that I couldn't

be certain of, so it
would be unjust, wrong,

my conscience wouldn't...

- Would you please?

- Elizabeth and I, we ate
together at the same table

as another couple.

The Mosses from San
Diego, sweet people.

And they assigned us a waiter,

a young man by the
name of Albert, Al.

And he was obviously
very attracted to Elizabeth.

Oh, he wanted to, how
do they say it these days?

Wanted to come on with her.

Pleasantly but persistently.

Of course at first it
maybe flattered her,

but then it began to bother her

and she began to
talk to me about him.

About how she'd be
dancing with someone

and he'd be there, off in
the corner of the lounge,

just watching her.

I told her, I said,
"Elizabeth, dear,

"you shouldn't
let that bother you.

"He's just lonely
and a little lovesick."

This is the picture that I
took at the captain's gala.

There's Elizabeth and
here are the Mosses.

And there's he, the waiter, Al.

(police sirens wailing)

- That's Mead's bunk.

- Joe, check on that.

- Albert Mead, this is it.

- It's Liz's address book.

You say this man
is not yet on board?

- No, sergeant, but the crew
is due back within the hour.

- Get those black and
whites off the dock.

Two guys down there.

Hey Pete, hey Joe?

- Yeah, Bill?

- Yeah, William?

- Let's get all these
uniformed officers out of sight.

We don't want this
guy making us first.

- Right, let's go.

- It's him.

(exciting instrumental music)

(all shouting)

- It ain't worth it, man.

- I'm gonna have a
brandy, you want one?

- Yeah, I guess so.

(dog whimpering)

- Here you go.

- Thanks.

- It was good seeing
all those people.

A lot of people loved her.

Bill, Liz used to ask your
advice on a lot of things.

She asked you if you thought
she'd make a good cop.

And you told her yes.

That was the right answer
because that's what she wanted.

I hope you know
you did the right thing.

Do you know you did?

- Hey, Honey Bunch.

Dumb name for a dog.

(Police Woman theme)

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