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The Streets of San Francisco.

A Quinn Martin production.

Starring Karl Malden.

Also starring Michael Douglas.

With guest stars Joe Don Baker,

Darleen Carr,

Ken Swofford.

Tonight's episode,
"Beyond Vengeance"

So I don't know.

I mean, I know how
his folks feel about it,

but I told him to
change his major.

What do you think?

It depends on what he wants.

Well, he better want me.

He seems to.

Yeah, but he's
into so many things.

I mean, there really
isn't any time, you know?

There isn't enough
time to be sure.

Well, why don't you get a
place together next semester?

Well, listen to the fem.

And what would your father
do if you made that scene?

Mike?

Oh, he'd be cool about it.

Once I convinced him it was
more than just a sex thing.

And how would you do that?

Talk.

He listens?

Sure.

When he's through shouting.

Well, I don't know.

That doesn't sound
much like the father

that drives all the
way across the bay

to meet a bus in Oakland

just so he can spend
an extra half-hour

with his daughter.

Well, that's different.

How?

That's love.

Come on. Let us take
ya home from here.

No, no. You go ahead.

I can use the
extra time to think.

I might not have much
when I get with Mom.

Not after I lay it
all on her, anyway.

Okay.

But listen, if she's not there,

or if she is and it gets to
be a hassle or anything,

just give us a call.

There will be plenty
of tuna casserole.

Thanks.

Jeannie! Here.

Hey, Mike!

Hi.

Oh, man.

Oh, let me take a
look at you, sweetheart.

Hi.

Sometimes I forget
how lucky I am.

Oh, hold your praise, kind sir.

I think I blew a
couple of finals.

Well, a couple of finals
I'm not gonna worry about.

But if you were to
end up looking like me

instead of like your mother,

we would have had big problems,

wouldn't we, huh?

What about your
roommate? Isn't she coming?

Oh, she had some things
she wanted to work out.

Wanted to be alone
before she got home.

And pick a place. We're gonna
put on the feedbag tonight.

Super. Listen, I heard
about this little spot

up on Potrero Hill.

Specializes in home cooking.

No, sir.

This is something
special. Get in.

We're gonna celebrate tonight.

Now, you said pick. I picked.

Are you sure?

Of course, I'm sure.

And I told Val that
we'd wait for her to call,

in case she wants to join us.

Okay? Okay.

Main depot, miss. San Francisco.

Wake up, miss. End of the line.

Whoa.

What happened?

I burned my finger.

Trigger finger?

Mm-mm. The one I
type my reports with.

Out. Out. Out. Until
everything is ready.

Smells so good.

Stop snooping
around, now. Come on.

Wait, you said
something about wine.

In the refridge.

Chilled, huh? Must be white.

White must be fish or fowl.

Everybody in this family's
gotta be a detective.

Scampi?

Will you take the
wine and get out?

Lobster thermidor.

King crab Duglere?

Sure, I'm gonna compete

with the best
restaurants on the wharf.

When was the last
time you had anything

but tuna casserole around here?

Yeah. Well, when
was the last time

the chef got a complaint, huh?

Riesling. Perfect.

And chilled glasses.

This third one for Val?

Mm-mm. I thought she was coming.

Well, she didn't call. I
guess everything's all right.

All right. You got
what you need?

Send me the prints as
soon as possible, will you?

Anybody know who she is?

Name's Valerie Mercer.
Lives three blocks from here.

Born February 10, 1954.

An Aquarian. All right,
let's get her downtown,

have prints taken on the knife.

What do you figure?

Somebody held her from behind,

planted that in her
side from back there?

I don't know. Maybe.

Nobody saw this?

Nobody we can find.

Well, what about the driver?

He's in the lounge.

His name's Ledeker.
Herman Ledeker.

I don't know. I had, uh...

You know, about half a load,
uh, pulling out of Phoenix, I guess.

Uh, I think she was with
me for most of the haul,

but, you know, I couldn't
swear to it, you know?

Was she alone?

No, uh... There
was another girl.

Did they get on together?

Yeah. Yeah. I... You...
You know, I think so.

I couldn't swear to that either.

They, uh... They
were together later.

Uh, say, from, uh...
F-From Needles on.

So they, uh, probably
got on together.

My God, she's just
a kid, you know?

Did you see this girl get off?

Yeah.

Yeah, in Oakland. I
remember that for sure

because she, uh, thanked me.

Seemed like a... You
know, a real nice kid.

Now, did you notice Miss
Mercer after the girl got off?

No. You know, you...

You drive these big bruisers,

you just keep your
eye on the road,

not who's riding with you.

Yeah.

How many passengers did
you have when you arrived here?

Oh, six, seven tops.

Did you catch any
names, faces? Anything?

No, you know, uh, this
ain't no champagne flight

with reservations.

People get on, you see
hands and tickets, uh...

They get off, you see backsides.

Yeah.

So the only other
passenger you remember

is this other girl, right?

Yeah.

All right. You wanna give me
a description of her, please?

Well, she, uh, didn't
look like no killer.

Was she young, old,

light-haired, dark-haired, what?

Oh, about, uh, 18,
19, um... College girl.

Uh, dark hair, blue eyes...

uh, no real knockout,

except when she smiled.

She had a real nice smile.

Wait a minute.

Did you say this girl
got on in Phoenix?

Yeah, I-I think so.

Now, isn't Arizona
State right near there?

Yeah, it's in the
suburbs of Tempe.

Come on, Mike.

You're not really gonna
get uptight about it, are you?

No, no, I'm not uptight.

I just didn't think
it was something

you were interested
in, that's all.

Not a woman's field, you mean?

Well, yes. I... No,
no. I just... Look.

There's no reason a
woman couldn't build bridges

and buildings like
a man, I guess.

It's not just building
things. It's planning.

Environmental architecture.

You know, master
plans for communities.

Cities even.

Hm.

I guess we can always use
a lot of planning, couldn't we?

You hate it. No.

You do.

No, I don't.

If you can get to like
my, heh, tuna casserole,

I guess I can get
to like the idea

of you being an architect.

Oh, I'll get it. Could be Val.

Hello?

Oh, hi, Steve. How are you?

Okay, okay. You?

Fine. I thought you might
be dropping by this evening.

Uh, no. Not... Not
tonight, Jeannie.

Well, how about tomorrow?

Here, let me have that phone.

Come on. Architecture, okay.

Dating a cop, nix.

Ten-four, Steve.

Never mind.

Ten-four. What's
this 10-4 routine?

Did you hear that
10-4? Yeah, what's up?

Is Jeannie off the line?

Yeah. What is it?

Okay, Norm, just stay there, let
me know what happens, right?

Right.

Steve.

Lab's been working all night.

Dusted the entire bus,

came up with at
least 50 good prints.

What about the
driver? Get his name?

Yeah. Ledeker.

Did you talk to him again?

Nothing yet. Nothing.

I wanna see him.

Right. Got the bus in impound,

I called the Dean of Women,
couple of Valerie's teachers,

they said exactly the
same thing Jeannie did.

No enemies.

Had to be one.

Could've been a freak
trying to pick her up.

Does Jeannie remember anything?

No.

That was one phone
call I didn't wanna make.

When the driver gave the
description and Mrs. Mercer

said Valerie was coming
home from the same school,

knew it had to be Jeannie.

Good thing you
called when you did.

We went over to the
Mercers right away.

Jeannie stayed
the night with them.

Valerie's brother's
coming home this morning.

Just wish we had a
motive. That's the toughest.

I want him.

I don't care how tough it is.

That's him.

You're sure, sweetheart?

He's the one.

Leonard Cord.

You know him?

Yeah.

I nailed him when he was 18.

That would make him about, oh,

I'd say, 30 now.

So I suppose some
parole board decided

all he owed society
was 12 lousy years.

Paroled felons have to register
when they come into a town.

Yeah.

Leonard C. Cord.
C is for Collier.

Did he register?

I'll wait.

I'm here. What's the address?

Well, now, wait a minute.

That's too far
uptown for this creep.

Okay. Thanks.

Wanna make a house call?

Mike.

What did you arrest him for?

Well, now, I don't remember.

It's been 12 years.

It's on his rap sheet.

And since when does Iron Mike
remember a name and a face

and forget the charge?

Now, you just
forget it, sweetheart.

I wanna know.

Now what difference
does it make?

I wanna know, Mike.

Rape and murder.

You got a number on the unit?

202.

Who is it?

Police. Open up.

Afternoon.

Sergeant.

Good afternoon.

Spread.

You know, the magic
word is "please"?

Just "please."

Get his jacket.

Been a long time, sergeant.

Long enough to
learn the harmonica?

No, I learned that
when I was a kid.

Hard to believe
you were ever a kid.

You've seen my
rap sheet, sergeant.

Goes all the way
back to when I was 12.

Twelve's a kid.

So now you're a comedian.

You like the bright lights
and center stage, huh?

No.

I got just the spot for you.

All right, feet
behind the black line.

The, uh, gentleman
with the hat on,

would you take it off, please?

I don't think you were
wearing it before. Thank you.

Can you pick him
from out of the line?

The man in the middle.

I couldn't miss that smirk.

Get the bus driver.

How can you be so sure?

Because he was almost
as close to me as you are.

I told you before.

Where was that?

At the streetcar stop.

Well, what about
the bus from school?

Well, sure. There too.

But the make you gave
me came from what you saw

at the streetcar stop.

Mike, what's the difference?

He was on the bus,
he was on the streetcar.

The murder was on the bus,

not on the streetcar.

Now, if you can't raise
your right hand in court

and swear to a
positive identification,

we've got nothing.

Now, can you swear?

Well, I can certainly say he
was wearing that mackinaw.

Jeannie, baby,

a defense attorney
would beat our brains out

with that kind of evidence.

I know it was the same man.

So do I.

But knowing and proving
are two different ball games.

Don't worry.

We'll see what the bus
driver comes up with.

Wait. I wanna do
what's right, lieutenant.

You know that.

I certainly do. You
just take your time.

I think I spotted him.

I'm not really sure.

But I'm, uh, sort
of almost positive.

Good. Who?

I'm not absolutely certain.

Mr. Ledeker.

The last guy on the right.

He's been on the police
force the last six years.

That must be a real bummer.

Had your murder case
all roped and tied...

Just stow it.

Right. Your
playground, sergeant.

Lieutenant.

That's the magic
word, Cord. Lieutenant.

Ah, congratulations.

Give him your jacket.

Oh, yes, sir.
Whatever's right, sir.

Where did you board the bus?

Bus? I was supposed
to be on a bus?

That's right.

Phoenix to San Francisco.

Came into town
at 7:20 last night.

Nah. Somebody gave
you a bum steer, sergeant.

Where were you
yesterday morning?

Denver, Colorado.
The Mile-High City.

Mike, boarding pass,
Denver to San Francisco.

Flight 103.

Arrived right on the
button, 3:40 in the afternoon.

You can check with
one of the stewardesses.

She'll remember me.

Her name's Patty.

Why Denver?

Why not Denver?

Okay.

Where did you go
from the airport?

Right to where you found me.

Nice pad, huh?

Not bad for a guy

that you said would
never see the streets again.

This your harmonica?

That's right, Jack.

Who is Valerie Mercer?

She's a dead chick.

She got snuffed on
the bus, papers say.

Hey, is that the bus,
that 7:20 from Phoenix?

Is that the one
you're talking about?

You were on that bus.

Who, me, sir? No, sir.

Oh, yes.

You were playing the
harmonica on that bus.

The same song you were
playing on the streetcar.

What, you mean to tell me
there's some dude on that bus

with a harmonica like mine?

He was playing the same
hymn? "Amazing Grace"?

Well, ain't that
something. Small world.

What were you
doing on the streetcar?

Soaking up the sights, sergeant.

It's been a long time.

It's been 12 years.

Well, I guess that
oughta do it, huh?

Okay, if I pick up my stuff?

I want you in town
where I can find you.

Oh, sure, sure.

Because you and I both
know where you were last night.

You killed that girl on the bus.

And this time, I'm gonna slam
that door behind you for good.

Mike.

Grabbed those with a telephoto.

Pretty chick. Has great legs.

You know, you... Mike! Lee!

Lee!

Well, I kill you...

Give me a hand. Give me a hand.

Mike!

Easy, Mike. Easy.

Take it easy now.

You gonna tell me there's
anything in the criminal code

about taking photos in Arizona?

Or playing a harmonica
on a streetcar?

Huh?

Book him. What for?

For vagrancy.

Ha! Not on that
either, sergeant.

Receipt, $2,800.

Marina Hill condominium.
He's buying it.

Now, I don't have to
quote Civil Code 899 to you,

do I, sergeant, huh?

Unprovoked attack on a citizen

by the constabulary, the police?

You wanna file? File.

Mike. Mike.

Uh-uh. Twenty-six years on
the force with a clean record,

the worst they'd do is give you
a little suspension without pay.

And that's not nearly enough.

Not when you're evening
up for 12 years of stir time.

You so much as lay
an eye on my daughter,

and I tell you... Mike.

Lay an eyeball on your daughter?

I'll do better than that.

I'll drop by your house tonight

with some photos
of your little girl

that will just turn on
this whole squadron.

Don't put a hand on her.

He's trying to bait you.

Look, why don't
you get out of here?

Get out of here before I
let him loose. Now, go on.

Come on, punk. Split!

I'll just leave these
photos with you, if you like.

I'll just take one
just so I'll be sure

I'll be able to recognize her.

Mike! No, Mike.

Mike, please don't. Stop it!

Let me go. Please. Let me go!

Quint and Gerhard signed up,

it's a 24-hour trail on Cord.

What about coverage on
Jeannie? Got six guys working.

Well, keep on the warden.

Right.

What's happening?

Yeah, all right. Thank you.

Thank you very much. All right.

All right, A, he is
buying the condominium,

B, forget about the vagrancy.

How so?

Well, his father died
while Cord was in prison.

Insurance gave him 10 big ones.

Ten thousand.

He also got 2,600
when he got out,

built up a lot of points in Q.

He never spent a cent,
played real good poker

and he peddled cigarettes.

Oh, uh, one other thing.

Cord, uh, bought a used car.

Paid cash for it.

Make and license
is on your desk.

Steve, Cord has more bread
than you and me put together.

Legit?

So far.

Couldn't get ahold
of the warden.

Talked to the doctor, though.

Cord was having
trouble with his throat.

Doctor told him he had to
have his tonsils taken out,

Cord wouldn't let
them touch him.

Yeah, Stone.

Brice, what do you got?

Ten-twenty from Haseejian.

Mike's daughter's
at the main library.

Doing what?

Running microfilm
of old newspapers.

Yeah, I'm still here, Charlie.

Look, Cord's prints
have to be on that bus.

Well, you keep that
crew camped there

until they come
up with something.

Microfilm?

Maybe she's doing a report.

Well, Norm didn't say.

Beal called in from the airport.

The boarding pass is legit.

The stewardess remembered him.

Said he was a
real first-class jerk.

Even remembered
the green plaid jacket.

What about Phoenix?

He spent 10 days
there last month.

Registered with
Phoenix P.D. No static.

Yeah, Stone. Go ahead.

What kind of doctor?

Okay, stick with him.

Lessing. Cord's following
through on that tonsil thing.

He just left an ear, nose
and throat specialist.

Let me lay something on you.

Cord arrives from
Denver like he said, right?

Makes sure everybody sees him.

Then he picks up a cab,

he goes down to
San Jose or Salinas

and picks up the bus from there.

No, a cab could be traced.

He'd hitchhike.

But do you buy any of it?

What choice do I have?

Go ahead. Try it.

Steve...

get those mug shots to every
ticket peddler on the route.

Right.

Where you going?

Home.

I'm getting Jeannie out of town.

What happened?

Lessing and Lockner got burned.

I put in a new team.

Cord recognized them, huh?

Larson and Gleason.

Who? Law firm.

Tough and smart.

What, Cord hired them?

Yeah.

Olsen's gonna chew
me up and spit me out.

Psychological warfare.

You can't bust a
guy for threatening,

you can't kick him out of town.

Can't make a move on him.

No matter what
he's got on his mind,

he's had 12 years to
iron out the rough spots.

Listen, I finally got
hold of the warden at Q.

Now, Cord spent all his
free time in the library.

Legal, medical books,
psychiatry, you name it.

I'm scared.

There are a thousand
different ways

he can get to Jeannie.

He can pick his spot.

No, it's you he's after.

Get you off the
force, for openers.

Then he can deal
with you one on one.

Oh, no. He had his chance
to get me when I decked him.

It's not Jeannie, Mike.

I tell you, it is.

You saw his calling card.

What? Valerie Mercer?

That's right. Valerie Mercer.

Why would he kill that poor kid?

Because he wants more.

I tell you, it's Jeannie.
It's Jeannie he wants.

Are these the ones, sweetheart?

Yeah.

It's gonna be the safest
place, sweetheart, you watch.

About a hundred
miles down the coast.

Cap's been retired
from the force

about a year now, left town,

and there's no way Cord's
gonna put it together.

You just keep the doors locked

and don't drink
any of Cap's coffee.

Mike, I went to the library.

Went through the
newspaper morgue.

I looked up Leonard
Cord's crime.

Mike, it was awful.

Well, you just forget
that you read anything.

What he did to the girl...

with a knife.

How can there be
people like that?

Now, listen to me, sweetheart.

Nothing,

nothing in this world means
more to me than you...

and your safety.

I'm gonna stop him.

You sit down.

If you see him, or
think you see him,

scream.

Just a tape.

Then he was here.

Don't move.

Jeannie's room.
How did he do it?

It had to be when
Jeannie went out.

While we were out getting
flowers for the Mercer girl.

Didn't you check the
house when you got back?

Well, we were out looking
for Cord, not that thing.

Hello?

Hello?

Who is this?

Hey, you're sounding good.

Such a pretty
voice, pretty face,

such a great bod.

Leave us alone.

Hey, I dig your place, baby.

That bed's so soft.

Yeah, I tried it out.

Stop it.

It's soft like you.

It still reads like harassment.

Now, you had to know
that Cord's attorneys

would contact the DA's office,

and they'd fire this right
back down my throat.

Okay, okay, okay.

Is it a formal complaint?

Not yet, no.

But this is me to you, Mike,

and it is formal.

I... I can bleed with
you on this thing,

and believe me, I do, Mike.

But you can't
steamroll this guy.

He put a knife
through Valerie Mercer.

Jeannie is next on the list.

We suspect that.

But these lawyers
have built this thing

into a case of
police persecution.

Brutality.

You're lucky that punk hasn't
pressed on that assault thing.

That was a bush play, Mike.

Bush.

Are you telling me officially
that I better go by the book?

I'd burn the book

if there was a single
shred of evidence.

You've got one body already.
Do you want another one?

I want more than a harmonica.

Okay, then you've got it.

Take it!

If I have a choice between
that and Jeannie's life,

I don't have a choice!

Excuse me, Rudy.

I talked to the dispatcher
down at the bus station.

On weekend arrivals
like Valerie's, there's a lot

of regular passengers,
you know, commuters.

You got something?

Well, I got the bus
driver working overtime.

Did you take the
tail off of Cord?

Well, I couldn't
do anything else.

Yeah. Yeah.

Well, listen. I think,
uh... I think I got the flu.

So I'm gonna lay low for
a couple of days, all right?

Well, that's too bad.

Oh, uh, listen, if you happen
to go out on the streets,

get a prescription
filled or something,

and you see Cord, would you
give us a blast, let us know?

Yeah.

Listen, you gonna
talk to Ledeker?

Yeah. Thanks, buddy boy.

Ledeker.

Oh, hi, lieutenant.

I understand you got
something on those commuters.

Well, I been thinking.

And?

After the dumb thing I
did down at the lineup...

I don't care if you make a
fool of yourself six times a week

and twice on Sundays,
you just spit it out, my friend.

Well, uh, there's this old
lady and her grandson.

See, I... I pick
them up in Salinas

about every other Friday.

Got a name?

No, uh, she's a Mexican lady,

doesn't speak any English.

The kid does all the talking.

Well, what do you
know about them?

Well, the kid's
father is up here

undergoing some kind of therapy.

And every other week
they come up here

and spend some time with him?

Yeah. I remember,
uh, they get off here

and then they walk.

Now, they can't have much bread,

because the kid told me once

they stay in some motel
here around the terminal.

I hope that's been
some kind of help.

I can't tell you how
much. Thanks a lot.

Hey, well, any time
you need some help.

Señora Valdez, the
manager gave me your name.

Oh, excuse me, but, uh,
habla Ingles, por favor?

No, Señor.

Policía? Sí.

Gracias.

Gracias. Mucho gracias.

Your grandson, uh, is he here?

Niño, is he here?

Roberto?

Sí, uh, Roberto. To translate.

Oh, ice cream.
Ice cream, sí, sí.

He's coming here
quick? Right away?

Sí, señor.

Gracias.

Hi. My name's Cord.

Dr. Anton's patient.

Oh, yes, Mr. Cord.

Uh, let's see.

I believe you're
checking into... 201.

Yes.

Um, workup's all
ready. Tonsillectomy.

You're a bit early, though.

Nothing like a
good night's sleep

if you're gonna
get your throat cut.

If you'll just fill out
these forms, please.

Yes, ma'am.

Sure, I remember him.

You're sure this is the man?

Yeah.

He played a harmonica.

Now, look... Look close.

Are you sure that's the man

that played the harmonica?

Sure. It was a good one too.

I got a plastic one
for Christmas once,

but it broke.

Son, this is important.
Very important.

Where was he sitting on the bus?

In the back.

All the time?

No. Not when he quit playing.

When was that?

When he moved
up behind the girl.

The girl, was she
a beautiful blond,

about 18 or 19?

Yeah. I think he was
trying to hustle her.

What?

You know, pick her up.

I see it lots of
times on the bus.

And then he was sitting
there, right there with her?

Yeah.

Roberto, English.
English, please.

Grandma remembers too.

That's when she
made me stop looking.

When he put his
arm around her neck.

Yeah, Healy.

Yeah, Mike. Go.

I'm at the Star Motel,
1300 block on Bay.

Room 31.

I need a stenographer

and somebody
that speaks Spanish.

Yeah, Vega's
here. I'll bring him.

Good. Anybody hear about Keller?

Nothing for the
last couple of hours.

Okay, then move it.

Put out an APB on Cord.

Leonard Cord. Right.

Well, I'm glad
you could make it.

We're a little
understaffed, Mr. Cord.

And overpriced.

Those should give you
a good night's sleep.

You know, uh, I think we
could've done better, you know?

If there's anything
else... There won't be.

Hmph!

Now, the man you saw on the bus

was playing a harmonica.

Hello?

Yeah.

Yeah, okay.

Steve just called
in from a box phone.

Wants you to meet him
at the Legion of Honor.

Cord?

Hey, Stone.

Guess who's in the
spotlight now, eh?

Right where I've wanted
you for the past 12 years.

You really thought I was
after your little girl, didn't you?

No way, Cord.

Oh, there's a way.
There's a good way.

I had a long time
to think it all out.

Guess who's gun's gonna
blast your guts away Stone.

Uh-huh. And guess whose
gun's gonna blast him.

Right.

Two uptight cops
blast each other

in the dark by mistake.

I got witnesses, Cord,

who saw you on that
bus from Phoenix.

I don't care.

Ain't got no witness
to the way she died.

There ain't gonna be no
eyewitnesses here, either.

Oh, they'll know, Cord.

But that's what makes
it so good, Stone.

That they'll know.

But they can't prove.

But I can prove.

I was in the hospital
tonight, Stone, sleeping,

waiting to get my tonsils
ripped out tomorrow.

Ha. It'll be two whole days

before they even
ask me any questions.

Go on, Stone, pull it.

I don't wanna go back.

It's just not worth it, Stone.

Pull it. Give me a break.

I'm gonna kill you.

Stone, someday
I'm gonna kill you.

Pull it!

Stone.

Pull it.

Call an ambulance.

Are you hurt, buddy boy?

I don't know what happened.

You're okay?

I walked right into it.

Now, that's all right.

He had 12 years to rig it,

you had two seconds to react.

Look at me. You're okay, now?

Yeah, yeah.

All right, give me a dime.

A dime?

Yeah, that's what it takes.

I gotta call my daughter.

She's gonna wanna
know if you're all right.

Come on. Jeannie.

See ya, Steve. KELLER: Bye-bye.

Hold it. I got it.

Okay.

Bye-bye, Daddy.

Bye-bye, sweetheart.

What's the matter?

Nothing, nothing.

What?

Nothing.

Daddy.

The first time she's
called me that in...