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The Streets of San Francisco.

A Quinn Martin production.

Starring Karl Malden.

Also starring Michael Douglas.

With guest stars Richard Egan,

Charles Aidman, Mitchell Ryan,

Jonathan Lippe.

Tonight's episode:
"The Unicorn."

Morning, Father. Use some help?

Oh, Harry, here?

Well, Harry's ship
came in, you might say.

His missis finally
presented him with a son.

Here.

Join with Harry and be glad.

Thank you. I'll take him home.

Okay, take care, Father.

Yeah, you too.

Come on, Harry.

You know, I guess I've seen
him at dawn, noon, night.

Whatever shift I'm on.

I don't how he
keeps going anyway.

Well, he'd say God.

I say maybe.

Well, he's some kind of
hombre in his own right.

You heard he used to
ride the mainline didn't you?

You're putting me on. Junk?

Yeah. The way I heard it, he
was in the Merchant Marines

when he was a kid
down around Burma,

you know, where you
can get the stuff easy.

Mm-hmm.

He got hooked.
Almost cashed out.

I wonder how he kicked it.

Oh, he tossed it
out in some rat hole

with a Catholic priest.

You wanna get him to
tell you the story sometime.

He's had a life and a half.

Hey, there's a java truck.

I wonder what it's doing here.

No business around
this time of morning.

Oh, there's us.

Man, I'm glad to see
you. Go with coffee?

I'm sorry, fella, I'm just
closing up. I'm headed home.

Closing up? You ought
to be just getting started.

I'm having trouble with my
truck. It's the water pump.

Hey, come on, you can
do it for us, can't you?

I've gotta fix the water pump.

Come on.

Little coffee,
couple of sinkers.

Hey, where's all the
food? What's going o...?

You, on the stairs. Freeze.

Abel.

Morgan was right
here beside him.

Hospital says he's
still unconscious.

Get him up off there.

Tell the watch captain
to notify his wife

before she hears
it on the radio.

Okay, Mike.

Guy's just about cremated.

It's gonna take a
while to make an ID.

You know, Morgan's
gun was empty.

Wade never fired.

Well, I found these three.

Must have come
from an automatic.

I don't think he'd take the time
to stop and reload a revolver.

Gun's not here?

Couldn't find it, no.

If these were here, then
somebody was shooting.

And it makes him
more than just a driver

of a catering truck.

Was.

The inside had
already been gutted.

Like someone was hauling
something else besides food.

Cargo rip-off?

Cargo hatch was open.

More than one man.

Could've been.

Morgan and Wade surprised them.

What set the truck off?

Gas tank took a
hit. Let me show you.

Looks like a horse.

No, no. It's, um... It's a...
Oh, what do you call it, a...?

It's a unicorn.

Unicorn, that's it.

What do you know about
unicorns, buddy boy?

Unicorn.

Singular.

Not more than one.

Used a lot in ancient myths.

There's only one
way to catch it.

How's that?

When it lays its head
in the lap of a virgin.

Well, now, you would know that.

Information like
that's gonna get you

right to the top, buddy boy.

You know, it looks as though
this was bolted to something.

Morgan's regained consciousness.
Wants to talk to you, Mike.

Oh, thanks.

Run down the engine
numbers on that truck.

Find out who it belongs to.

Right.

Steve, check the docks. Find
out what that freighter was hauling.

Right. Oh, and listen,

find out what companies
use a unicorn as a...

Logo. Yeah.

Right.

I'm going to the hospital.

Wade reached in for a Danish,
and he saw something in there,

I don't know what.

And the other guy came
off the ship with a crate.

The whole thing
blew apart after that.

Wade never stood a chance.

He got it point blank.

Don't hold me to the sequence,
but somewhere in there

I must have hit the gas tank
because the truck caught fire

and the guy with
the gun fell behind it.

What about this other
fellow? The guy with the crate?

I think I tagged him
about dead center.

You couldn't recognize
either one of them?

I know the truck though,
it's on the docks every day.

Only the two guys
don't belong to it.

Who does?

Name's Logan, I think.

Passes out coffee, makes
change. Been doing it for years.

Well, was there
anybody else around?

No, just Father Skarn.

He was taking
some drunk on home.

He was long gone
before the balloon went up.

It's too bad about Wade.

Anybody see his wife yet?

Oh, yeah, we took care of that.

Came off the dead man.

"J-O."

Ties with Johnny Orton.

Night watchman
on the cargo hold.

Instead of protecting the
cargo, he chopped Wade.

Stone.

Oh, yeah, let me have it.

Burt Logan. Mm-hm.
What's the address?

824, mm-hm.

I got it. Thanks a lot.

DMV got a make
on that catering truck.

Go ahead. Anybody see anything?

Nope.

Well, what about the ship?

Mostly bulk goods:
tea, textile, tobacco.

Ports were Singapore
and Hong Kong.

Now, the only thing...
Wait a minute, now.

It's a long way between
Singapore and Hong Kong.

What about the ports in between?

Ship's agent just
mentioned those.

Well, you better have
somebody check that log.

I will. I will.

Anyhow, the only things missing,

according to
the bills of lading,

are two cases of cobra venom.

How's that?

Poison from cobras, right.

Consignee was Jason
Chemicals right here in town.

I have Dr. Jason outside.

So a guy with a catering truck

hooks up with a
seaman off a freighter

to steal a couple of crates
of cobra venom, why?

They didn't know
what they were taking.

Wasn't a whole lot you
could have off that boat

unless you had a crane.

Well, how did you make
out with the companies

using the unicorn symbol?

Only one in the area:
Unicorn Enterprises.

They manufacture yo-yos.

Snake poison and yo-yos.
It's a great combination.

I guess we better
see your Dr. Jason.

Right.

Dr. Jason.

This is Lieutenant Stone.

Sit down, doctor.

How do you do?

Have you any idea how much
of my shipment was taken?

It seems only about two
cases of cobra venom.

Are you sure it was the venom?

Yes, why?

Well, it's just that it's
so difficult to obtain.

There's no such thing
as a cooperative cobra.

What would anybody want with

a couple of crates of
snake poison, doctor?

Research, lieutenant.

Cobra venom attacks
the motor nerves.

We're using it right
now in my company

in an experimental
program on muscle failure.

Dystrophy, spasms, myotoma.

Yeah, I see.

Well, what else does
your company do?

We do quite a bit of
importing from Southeast Asia.

Rare drugs. Gamboge.
Cardamoms, lac, benzoin.

Is that for like perfume
and condiments?

And cathartics, yes.

Doctor,

the rest of your
shipment was intact.

What I don't understand is,
why would anyone walk off

with just a couple of
crates of cobra venom?

It's beyond me, gentlemen.

It has no other value
outside my field.

And my competitors
wouldn't have to steal it.

Well, do you know how much
it's worth on the open market?

There is no open market.

Just to make sure we're
talking about the same crates,

how were they packaged?

Two small mahogany boxes.

Were there any
identifying marks?

Well, my supplier in
Hong Kong likes to think

that his snakes
represent a contradiction.

That their poison is a
kind of victory over disease.

Creatures of healing
instead of death.

That's it.

That was it. He used
the old alchemist symbol

of health and resurrection.

What are you doing here?

Looking for you.

You alone?

I'm alone.

How did you get that
hole in your belly?

How did you know
where to find me?

This is my backyard.

Let me take a look
at you... Hold it!

You take a slug?

That garbage I heard true?

About you being in Burma
working with the missionaries?

What about it?

Kind of a bush doctor, were ya?

You need more than that.

Yeah? Well, you're all I got.

Here.

You gotta cut this thing out.

You need a doctor.

Sure. And all the cops in town.

Look, I don't know what you've
done, but it can't be that bad.

Two cops were
shot with this gun.

You did that?

Same as. I was there.

No, it's not the same.

Not if you didn't
pull the trigger.

It is to the law.

Not God's law.

I don't know nothing
about God's law, Skarn.

But I do know what cops do
to guys they think killed cops.

Give me the gun, Abel.

I'll walk you out of here.

Forget it.

This is a lousy place to die.

You should have thought
about that yourself.

Before you made the trip.

Get going.

How badly was Abel hurt?

We don't know, Mrs. Logan.

He's been building
it, you know that.

All his life, your brother's
been asking for a...

For something like this.

When they find him,

the first thing, you'll
help him, won't you?

He could've come in with me.

I've always told
you that, didn't I?

About that truck, how did your

brother-in-law
happen to have it?

Water pump, been
acting up lately

and Abel told me that
he was a hot mechanic,

let him have the truck
for a couple of hours

and he'd fix it, he said.

What time was that?

Six, maybe.

We were getting
ready to eat supper.

Do you know where
your brother is?

No.

There's a lot of good in Abel.

Please believe that.

Mrs. Logan, we're
going to put out

an all points bulletin
on your brother.

If you see him or hear from him,

you tell him it would be better
for him if he turned himself in.

Stuff in that box
must be worth a lot.

Gotta be.

What's in it?

Sells, Arizona.

I don't get it.

Place I heard of once.

Kid I worked with over on
34 came from there. Hated it.

Been landlocked all his life.

Loved the stinking
ocean. Can you beat it?

Said nothing would ever get
him back to good old Sells.

Sounded kind of
like paradise to me.

Inside.

Hot and dry.

A handful of people.

Lots of space.

Yeah, dock orders got this baby

set to be towed at 10
a.m. in the morning.

I'll be stowed away down here
when she makes San Diego.

Me and my meal ticket.

And then, I, uh...
hop a freight to Sells.

Use the... Use the bread to
open myself a little garage.

Big business in dirt bikes
in the desert. Buggies too.

Somebody's gotta be around

to fix them up when
they break, right?

You don't know
what's in it, do you?

All I know, it's worth 500 bucks

to some slick-suited
dudes for me to cop it.

I'm gonna keep
it, sell it myself.

It's gotta be worth
ten, 20 times that much.

That's all I need.

Abel.

Don't worry. This is
one trip I'm gonna make.

That's a good
dream, Abel. Bad bet.

Don't talk to me
about dreams, okay?

I heard the dreams you dish out

to those losers
over at your mission:

"Nothing matters now.

It'll be better in heaven."

Well, I want it now,
and I'm gonna get it.

I'm talking about that gut shot.

Left side, below the ribs.

That tears up the
liver, spleen, pancreas.

Without a doctor, you've
got about eight or ten hours

before you bleed to
death, or peritonitis sets in.

I thought you knew
more than you let on.

You gonna use that knife?

No.

I can't help you
with a rusty jackknife.

But I can help
you with the police.

Oh, sure.

Then you get a merit
badge for lifesaving.

A gold star from God, right?

I can tell them
you're not a killer.

You had a chance to
kill me and you didn't.

And don't throw the
Lord's name at me.

You're one of his children
whether you like it or not.

Abel.

Eight, ten hours you say?

No more.

You better go get what you
need and bring it back here.

I'll be up in one of the cabins.

You're asking the impossible.

A miracle?

That's what that
collar's all about, isn't it?

But you better come
back here alone.

Anybody shows their
face down here, they...

They get what's
left in this clip.

Except the last
one, that's for me.

Human life isn't ours to take.

Not even our own.

Then you and the
Lord got a problem.

A lot of territory on the docks.

Yeah.

Here. Thanks.

You're wounded,

you can't go and see your sister

because your brother-in-law
hates your guts,

you know the docks because
you've been here all your life.

It's like home to you.

Where do you go
when you're hurt?

Far enough so they
can't hurt you anymore.

Maybe.

Let's try India Basin.

We've been there
already. It was all locked up.

Well, let's check it again.

If you find a way in,
it's a good place to hide.

So's a boat to Shanghai.

That's out of our jurisdiction.

That's him.

This is mobile unit XK14847,
I wanna make a local call.

The number is 824-7996.

Hello. Yeah, I want a
cab for a Dr. Robert Jason.

The Sutro Ruins.

Thank you.

Get in.

I tried to call
Vegas this morning.

Nobody would talk with me.

You talked to the police.

I had to.

They called me down,
I had to turn in a report,

verify what was missing.

You said the shipment was...?

Cobra venom.

Just like it said
on the bill of lading.

Look, uh... I have to
know where I stand.

You stand in the same
place you did yesterday, doc.

You owe my people a
shade under a quarter of a mil.

Where we going?

What else do the police know?

Nothing, I didn't
tell them anything.

What'd they find
out on the docks?

Just the one burned crate.

Now, that's a
pretty expensive fire.

Well, the other box has half.

It's still worth more
than I owe you.

Yeah, but we don't
have the other box either.

That longshoreman has it.

Where?

Somewhere.

Where we going?

Now, look... I did my part.

I told you when the
shipment was coming in.

You hired that man and
the other man on the boat.

If they, uh, failed, it's your
responsibility, not mine.

Doc... how you gonna
get that box back?

Get it back?

I can't get it back.

Well... yes, well, maybe, uh,

if I stayed, uh...
close to the police.

They, uh, saw your man run.

They... They thought
he was wounded.

Wounded?

Yes.

How badly?

Well, I don't know.

Th-th-they don't know.

He could be dead.

That box could be at
the bottom of the bay.

No. No, uh, they think he's
somewhere around the docks.

And if I stayed close to them,

I could know what they're
doing and where they're looking.

And then I could let you know.

Where are we?

You tell me, doc.

Can you guarantee what
you were just trying to sell?

About the police?

Well, yes. I-I'm
sure that I can.

I'll stay close to them.

And I'll let you know
everything they're doing.

Goodbye, doctor.

Please, I can do it.

I will. Get out.

Please.

Please.

One of you guys
Dr. Robert Jason?

You know how to
reach me, doctor.

We'll always know
where to find you.

Do you have any
further leads yet?

No. Not a one doctor.

Are you sure you're giving
all the men you can to the job?

Doctor...

Our research is
at a critical point...

Doctor.

Doctor.

A first-rate young cop,
Frank Wade, was killed.

And we are going to
find the guy who did it.

You know what's
still bothering us

more than anything else, doctor?

How anyone went
directly to those two crates

out of all the
cargo on that ship.

You have any reason for that?

No. Not yet.

I've heard that
there's a lot of pilferage

on the docks these days.

Doctor,

did anybody else know about
that shipment, besides you?

Well, uh, my supplier,
the bonding company,

shipping agents,
secretaries, dozens of people.

Could you give us a
list of those names?

Certainly. Thank you.

Father, come in.

You got a minute, Mike?

Always. Dr. Jason, Father Skarn.

Doctor. How do you do?

Steve, why don't you get
that list from the doctor?

Right.

Steve, sorry to barge in.

No problem.

Close the door.

I'm glad you came, Joe.

I was gonna look you up.

Did you hear about
Morgan and Wade? Yeah.

Morgan tells me that
you were on the docks

just before they got hit.

I didn't see it happen, Mike.

If that's what
you're driving at.

Mm-hm. It is. And
I got my answer.

Come on, pull up a chair.

What can I do for you?

I can't stay.

I've been all over town.

I saw every doctor I
have any drive with.

Mike, I need some help.

I'm listening.

I need medical supplies.

I thought you gave up practicing

when you walked
out of the jungles.

Please, Mike.

One of my boys is in trouble.

You're talking
about Abel Hoffman.

Yeah.

He's hurt bad, Mike.

He needs more
than I can give him.

But I can't get him out
and he won't let a doctor in.

I'm just asking for a
chance to save his life.

Where is he?

Well, no, Mike.

You know better than that.

Does he still have the gun?

He does.

And he came to
you and confessed.

He did.

But you couldn't
give him absolution.

Not without him
giving you that gun.

You're right, I
couldn't. And I didn't.

Look, we're both pros, Mike.

We both go to the
book for all our answers.

Only there's a
difference in the books.

That man put his trust in me.

I'll tell you what else he did.

He put one cop in the hospital
and another in the morgue.

Oh, no, no, Mike,
not him... Joe...

He didn't kill anybody.

And he won't if you
go along with me.

Listen to me, will you?

Let me handle this. I'm a cop.

And I'm a priest.

My way, nobody has to get hurt.

Your way, Abel
Hoffman has to kill.

If not one of your men, himself.

He say that?

He said he'd save
one bullet. I believe him.

And I don't want that on
my conscience, do you?

Not if I can help it.

You can help, Mike.

Get me these medical supplies.

Then what?

Well, it's up to me
to get through to him.

But he has to be
alive for me to do that.

I can't swing a
deal like that, Joe.

Not without authorization.

Well, you can get
to the man who can.

Steve, follow him.

What's going on?

He found Hoffman.

Nobody moves in, not even you.

I just wanna know where he is.

Right. Goodbye, doctor.

Hoffman, is that
the longshoreman

you were looking for?

Doctor, did you finish the list?

I'm afraid it's not
quite complete.

But maybe if I went back to my
office and checked my records.

Fine. Phone it in when
you've got it completed.

Right away.

In about ten seconds, he'll
be coming down that dock.

I don't want him
to follow me, Harry.

He won't, Father.

Yes.

This is Dr. Jason.

I've got what you need.

"Vung Tàu."

"Vung Tàu."

Mike.

What are you doing here?

Well, you know
that old expression:

"They take care of their own"?

You lost him.

He had a little help from
his friends, believe me.

Okay, where was the
last place you saw him?

Pier 31.

The busiest pier on the docks.

I know. I know.

Well, he must have known
somebody was following him.

Want some coffee?

No, I don't want any coffee.

Well, he set you up, buddy boy.

He must have doubled
back somewhere else.

Looks that way, yep. What
do you wanna do now?

We keep the faith until he
comes here for his supplies.

Here, take a look.

The log from that freighter.

Ports of call between
Hong Kong and Bangkok.

These are heroin ports.

How did you know?

This area here,
Burma, Thailand, Laos.

They call it the
Golden Triangle.

Seventy percent of the
world's opium right there.

Bring the raw stuff
down to Saigon, Bangkok,

some of these other ports,
process some into morphine,

ship some to
Marseilles and Europe.

And the rest goes to Hong
Kong for shipment to the U.S.

Then you must know
what was in those crates.

Well, it sure ain't cobra venom.

What have you got, Ben?

Your hunch is right,
Mike. These ashes prove it.

Heroin. High grade.

Come on.

Let's get a book on Jason.

Hello, this is Father Skarn.

I'm just checking
again on my calls.

Did a Mike Stone phone in?

Sure, I see.

Nothing at all about
medical supplies.

No. Thank you.

I can't be reached for a while.

Father. Father. There's
been an accident.

Someone's hurt real bad.
They wanna see you right away.

Where? Over at the loading shed.

They think he's dying.

This is the right place, Father.

You're just a little bit early.

The accident
hasn't happened yet.

Gentlemen, I don't
have the vaguest idea

of what you're talking about.

You were framed, right?

Yes. STONE: Wrong.

We've got the book
on you, Dr. Jason.

Your life is a mess.

How long you been in
trouble in Vegas, doctor?

What?

He said Vegas.

That's where the
Scirocco hotel is

and that's why
you're in trouble.

Three months ago you
endorsed a $50,000 policy

to the Scirocco hotel.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Don't know what
we're talking about?

Well, we do.

All right, book him: murder.

Let narco make out
the rest of the charges.

No, wait.

I didn't kill anyone.

I didn't know anyone
was to be killed.

Who did it?

I don't even know their names.

Or what the arrangements were.

Just steal it from
my consignment

when the freighter
got into port.

How much was in the two boxes?

Maybe a half a
million dollars worth.

You owe them that much?

A little over 200,000.

It was crazy.

I'm not even a serious gambler.

But that night, I kept
losing at the tables.

And I couldn't quit
and I couldn't cover it.

So they did some research,

found your company
imports chemicals from Asia,

and made you an
offer you couldn't refuse.

It was either that or
losing my company.

Your passport shows that
you spent some time in Bangkok

about six weeks ago.

Was that on a buying trip?

That's right. They
arranged all of it.

When's the last time
you talked to them?

Just a little while ago.
Right after I left you.

Well, what did you tell them?

Your profile said
that you're a Catholic.

You told them about
Father Skarn, didn't you?

How he happened to find Hoffman.

I had to. They
threatened my life.

What about his life?

I didn't think.

Well, you better think now.

You may have
just set up a priest.

That's enough.

One last chance,
Father. Where is he?

I can't tell you that.

That's too bad, Father.

Go on, get out of here.
Before I change my mind again.

What's the percentage in that?

A dead priest ain't
no good to nobody.

But a priest that's
on a crusade,

that's a valuable man.

That's a man who
should be watched.

Clint, my friend.

How did you make out?

We started digging as soon
as I got your call, lieutenant,

but so far, I haven't come
up with very much for you.

Narrowed down the
possibilities some,

maybe, but that's about it.

I can show you here on the
map, it covers the entire waterfront.

Now these crosses are
the places we've cleared up.

And the circles
are all possibles.

It's a good place for
a man to lose himself.

Okay, how about this area here?

Those are salvage docks.

Salvage docks?

That's where they tie up
those old rust buckets, isn't it?

It would be a pretty good
place for a guy to hide.

Yeah, it would if there's
anything in salvage. Sure.

Excuse me, sir.

I think there might be.

They brought in an
old junker late Friday.

Stripped it out and gonna
haul it out in the morning, I think.

Where did you say
Skarn gave you the slip?

Pier 31. Right here.

Thirty-one. It's halfway
down the Embarcadero.

That's just about
the way he'd do it too.

Say, if I were you, I'd
double-check that salvage dock.

Right away.

Yes, Port Commission, what
do you got down there on 36?

The Santa Alisio.

Being towed down to San Diego.

All right. Thanks.

Well, he says that they...

Padre, did you get
the stuff you need?

Not yet.

What do you mean, not yet?

What happened to you?

Abel, you've gotta
get out of here.

Somebody worked
you over, didn't they?

Now, Abel, they're
looking for you.

Who?

The men who hired you.

They did that to
you? A turn collar?

That's pretty heavy.

They want what's
in this box pretty bad.

Maybe it's worth more
than I thought it was.

It is.

You know what it is?

There's only one
thing it could be,

they'd go after this way.

A boat from Asia.
A box that size.

Junk.

You mean I broke
up a connection.

Oh, baby.

I better look, see
what's inside here.

If it's the white stuff,
it's worth a gold mine.

It's hell, Abel.

Pure hell to anybody who
has anything to do with it.

Leave it here. Let them have
it. Let me get you out of here.

No way, Padre. That bad
bet you were talking about,

looks pretty good
now, doesn't it?

Abel, listen to me.

We're leaving here.

We can go to the church and
wait for the supplies I ordered.

Or go straight to the
hospital. Whichever you want.

But I'm not gonna let you
just throw your life away.

You mean that, don't you?

You really care.

You took that beating and
you came back here anyway.

Let's go.

You're out of your skull,
Padre, you know that?

You're really out of your skull.

Leave the crate here.

If I do that, I'm as crazy
as you are. Crazier.

At least I know why
I'm doing this now.

It's not just hoping it's
one thing or another.

Put that gun away.

I do and they'll put us away.

Give me the box.

Why?

If I let 'em see me with
it, you can get away.

You would do that, wouldn't you?

Give it to me.

Sure.

What do you say, boys?

If I go, it goes.

Hoffman, we got a deal.

Yeah.

I take the chances
and you get the money.

Okay, new deal.

Like what?

You give us the stuff,

we'll get you out
of the country.

Sure. On a slab.

Hey, this place
is lousy with cops.

You wanna get out of here alive?

You forget, I got
the insurance. I got...

Mike!

Hold it!

Maybe you were right, Mike.

Maybe we should
have played it your way.

Joe.

Who knows which way is right?

Look at him.

One heck of a guy.

That's not what you were saying

about him
yesterday at this time.

Well, that was yesterday.
But look at him today.

Out there like always.

Pounding the pavement
like a good cop.

Give him a blast.

Oh, one heck of a guy.

You know, someone
who's spent all his time

traveling around the world,

spent as much time
in places as he did.

Really must be difficult
to settle down in one spot.

Why is that?

I don't know.

Maybe it's because
I've never done it.

But I see those big
steamers out there, you know?

And I just start thinking

about places like
Tahiti, Fiji, Bora Bora.

Don't you ever do that?

No. Not anymore.

But you used to, huh?

Yeah, I used to a long time ago.

But no more.

Hear that?

Mm-hm. Yeah.

They don't have that
sound in Bora Bora.

All units in the
Embarcadero area.

Two-eleven in progress

at corner of
California and Battery.

Please respond.

Move it.

Inspectors 8-1 responding.