All language subtitles for Hunter S03E21 Hot Pursuit (2)

Looks like she hit the ground going
about 90 miles an hour. Yeah, but she

dead before that.

Shot in the head.

That one.

Shut the whole thing down!

What are her chances?

She's into the ground, Sporty. She's
dead.

Are you happy? Huh?

I mean, ask yourself.

Are you happy? How can you be happy here
with this city life hemmed in by

concrete and glass and steel?

Huh? Barking dogs just driving you mad.

Neighbors all over the place just
hemming you in, hemming you in. Huh?

terrorized by animals and hoodlums.

Well, of course you're not happy. It's
driving you crazy. It's driving you

Well, friends, here's the solution.

Big Jack's Camperland.

Whoa, where your fantasy of freedom
becomes an RV reality.

We've got four acres of fun and freedom
here, folks.

Motorhomes. We've got the biggest
selection of country comfort cruisers

side of the Mississippi.

Whoop, how'd that get there?

Big Jack's Camperland, open from 9 to
midnight. Huh? You come and see us, you

hear?

Got the picture?

See, at this DB, it's not our
responsibility.

Route 9's the dividing line between
Palmdale and L .A.

She does have a point there, Charlie. It
all depends on what side of the road

that body's laying on.

Hello. Why, today of all days.

Don't take this so personally now. Just
relax.

Hello, honey.

How are things doing in Palmdale?

Yeah, so, um...

I hear we've got a DB up on Route 9, and
there's some question as to whose side

of the road she's on.

Ah, okay.

Ernie, a pleasure, as usual.

Yeah, so long.

Well, McCall, unless you want to drag
that body to the other side of the road,

she's all yours.

Grace.

What's the matter with her?

Well, today's her birthday, Charlie. You
screwed it up.

This guy's really great, too.

I take it you had a lunch date? I had a
lunch date.

Anybody I know?

You wouldn't approve.

So, what do we got this time? Another
jerk attorney?

What do you mean, another jerk attorney?

What do you think, just because I date
one attorney one time, you think those

are the only kind of guys I date?

No.

That happens to be a doctor.

And he's very successful and he's very
busy, which means we don't have a lot of

time together. Now we're not going to
have any time together.

I'll tell you what.

I'll go on this little run, and you can
stay with your doctor.

Really? Sure.

You cover?

Sure.

You're an angel.

Take it easy on him.

How you doing, Barney?

Hi, Hunter.

What's your name?

No idea, Hunter, but they're running a
prince.

Searching from the marks on the ground,
looks like she rolled about 60 feet.

Looks like she hit the ground going
about 90 miles an hour.

Yeah, but she was dead before that.

Shot in the head.

Her name was Anita Fargo, alias Maria
Fuego. First arrested May of 1985 on

prostitution. She was 19 years of age.

Then, six months later, Fargo was picked
up again as Darlene Darling.

God, I fuck the names on these girls.
You know, I think I like this blonde

better. Mm -hmm.

Then again, that's Betty Blade.

Betty Blade.

What a name.

Is this the last we got on her?

That's it.

She was picked up with two other girls,
Susan Dumont, alias Susie Q, and Mary

Lukowski, alias Vicki Lake.

Well, they were picked up near MacArthur
Park.

Tell you what, I'll go down there and
talk to some of the working girls.

I'm going to go with you and hold them
while you enter again.

What, are you lonely?

No, you stay here and talk to Sporty.

Sporty, that's a good idea. Drive
carefully.

Kirby, how you doing?

Hi, Sergeant.

Sporty, hi.

Good afternoon, Sergeant.

How you doing?

I'm not interrupting a big important
business meeting, am I? No interruption.

I'm just boning up on a new tax law.

Oh, trying to figure out how you can lay
off some of Bogota's millions?

Me? Bogota's millions? Are you crazy,
Sergeant? I told you I don't have it.

I wish I did, because it would be worth
every cent just to get you to drop the

subject. Consider it drops.

I need some info.

I need a barcode.

She's a hooker.

You don't say.

Uh, yeah, I've seen her around.

But not lately.

Uh, what's she into?

She's into the ground, Sporty. She's
dead.

You see, I'm looking for a couple of her
co -workers.

Uh, Susie Q and a Vicki Lake.

Yeah, well, you know how these girls
are, Sergeant. They come and they go.

Every time you drag them into the
station, they got a new name.

But I will see what I can do.

Sporty James Enterprises.

Appreciate it, Sporty. Just doing my
duty as a law -abiding...

Miss, what a size.

Thanks, Kirby. Hi.

Where are you? I'm at a phone booth. I
found Susie. Well, that's very fast

McCall. Where'd you find her?

I don't really have time to go into it,
but get a load of this. She and Anita

Fargo were working for a guy who runs
RVs from here to San Francisco servicing

truckers and traveling salesmen.

You've got to be kidding.

Uh -uh. That's just the beginning, too.

Listen, she wants to talk, but she's
real scared. Why don't you meet me at my

house at 7 o 'clock tonight, okay?

Yeah, see you there.

Ta -ta.

Yeah, officer down.

Send an ambulance code 3 to 8534 Mesden
Drive.

Code blue, I see you.

Code blue, I see you.

If we're medicine, call the operator.

I'm sorry, you can't come in here.
You'll have to wait outside.

Dr. Parker, 3 North, please.

Physical therapist at 5 East, please.

Any news?

They just rolled Susan Dumont out. She's
dead.

Sergeant Hunter? Yes. I'm Dr. Lee. Dr.
Lee.

Sergeant McCall's in the intensive care
unit.

Her condition is critical.

What are her chances?

She has a bullet lodged between her
third and fourth vertebrae. She's

experiencing what we call spinal shock.

She's paralyzed from the neck down.

This might be temporary, caused by the
swelling in the spinal cord, or the

bullet might have caused permanent
damage.

Well, can't she operate?

We won't know until the swelling goes
down. That could take maybe a week.

Doctor, is there any chance at all we
can talk to her tonight?

We'd like to know if she got a good look
at whoever was that shot her. She's not

in any condition to answer that question
right now.

I'll let you know when you can talk to
her.

Well, she could still be in some danger.
I'd like to post a man outside of her

door if I could.

I'll speak with hospital administration
immediately.

Thank you.

Need any help on this? No, I'm fine,
Jonathan.

Well, if you need anything, let me know.

I appreciate that.

Volunteer to 6 West.

I just heard what happened, man. Is she
all right?

No, she's not, Sporty. She's in the ICU.

God. Nurse administrator to
pediatrician, please.

About a year ago, some guy comes into
town and starts checking out some of the

Chaucer's girls.

Now, none of the pimps took him
seriously until they woke up one

checked out their inventory, and
realized that two or three dozen of some

Chaucer's girls had disappeared.

Sounds like the guy McCall was talking
about. Does anybody know who this guy

have a description of him?

No, but from what I'm told, Nina Fargo,
Sula Q, Vicki Lake, they all dropped out

of sight about that time.

Okay, Sporty, I appreciate the info.

I better find Vicki Lake.

Oh, oh, there's a brother out there who
owes me a favor, a big favor. And if

there's anybody who knows where Vicki
Lake is...

Omer does.

Omer, huh? I didn't know he was back out
on the street. Where can I find him?

Omer, how you doing?

Really?

You're not still mad at me, are you?

What are you looking for me for, Hunter?

Well, actually, I'm looking for somebody
you might know.

And just who might that be? Vicki Lake.

And you expect for me to help you find
her?

Someone's killed two of her friends
over. She might be next.

And you're not looking to bust her?

Just want to help her? Yep.

Tell me why I should believe you.

People after Vicki, they shot my
partner, Deedee McCall. She's in the

paralyzed from the neck down.

You think he's telling the truth?

Okay, Hunter.

There's a massage parlor over on Fremont
and Hill.

You can't miss her. She's a dirty
blonde, real skinny, but she's got a

profile.

Thanks, Omar.

Cover charge is 20 bucks

Right

this way

That one.

Okay, that's a minimum $10 tip.

What are you going to do, bust me?
Vicki, I understand you know a man who

girls up and down the highway in
motorhomes. Is that right?

Look, come on, Vicki. I don't know if
you know this or not, but your

girlfriends, Anita Fargo and Susie Q,
well, they're dead.

You could be next. Now, come on, talk to
me.

Look, about a year ago, I had a fight
with my pimp.

And that's when I heard about this guy
with the motorhomes.

So I checked him out.

He told me to meet him in Pershing
Square.

But he didn't come. He sent a woman
named Flo. She was a working girl, maybe

with a lot of miles on her.

She said I'd be getting $1 ,000 a week,
plus 20%. No pimps, no nothing.

Just me and three other girls and a
motorhome.

I was on the road that night.

How many motorhomes are these?

I don't know, eight or nine, maybe.

Flo was the manager. She followed us
around, told us which road to take,

to stop.

She handled all the money, did she?
Yeah, once a week she'd pay us whatever

due and then put the rest in an envelope
and leave.

I saw her one time give the money to
somebody in a big black robe, but I

see who was inside.

What does Flo look like? Can you
describe her to me? I don't know. She's

hair. She's maybe 5 '6", 5 '7".

Kind of heavy, maybe 130, 140.

Oh, yeah, she's got a tattoo. It's a
rose on her shoulder up near her back.

What highways did they take?

All of them major truck routes. All we
had to do was just get on the CB and say

the Wild Bunch was pulling into a truck
stop and we'd be turning trucks like

crazy. Wild Bunch? Yeah.

Yeah, each RV had its own handle.

Soft shoulder, hot pursuit, stuff like
that.

$1 ,000 a week and 20%. That's a lot of
money, Vicki.

Why'd you quit?

Vicki, come on now.

You're in danger. Your friends are dead.
Talk to me here.

Yeah, that's right.

I am in danger, all right.

Talking to you.

I have answered all your questions.

The well is dry.

Name's Sergeant Rick Hunter.
Metropolitan Homicide.

You ought to get a hold of me. You know
how it works.

Sergeant,

please don't ask her to talk too much.

She's in pain and under a lot of
medication.

Thank you.

Code blue. I see you. Code blue.

Lynch to radiology. Dr. Lynch to
radiology.

Found Vicki Lake.

Is Suzy okay?

No, she didn't make it.

Do you see the guy that did this?

No.

I didn't see much.

Respiratory therapist to CCU.

Respiratory therapist to CCU. You're
going to be okay.

Look, I'm very sorry. I'm backing up
here. I misjudged the distance.

Yeah, well, you ought to be more
careful.

Hey, Ginger, it's cold in here. Shut the
door.

Look, why don't you come on in, huh?

Yeah.

I'm very sorry about your motor home. I
thoroughly intend to pay for it. It's a

small debt.

Oh, really?

Hi.

Yeah, I'd like to forego my insurance if
that's okay with you, and maybe we

could exchange phone numbers and
addresses. You can send me the bill.

long as it's nothing serious, let's just
forget it. No, no, I insist on paying

for it. It was my fault, and after all,
I should pay for it. Look, honey, I

don't own this rig, and to tell you the
truth, I really don't think the owner

wants to exchange addresses with you.

So, uh, since it's not a big dent, let's
forget about it, okay?

Accidents happen.

Like to stick around?

Stay for a drink. Yeah, maybe have a
drink.

Well, maybe under normal circumstances
I'd do that, but... The accident shook

up a little bit. Thanks.

Good morning, Connor.

Listen, do me a favor, will you?

I need an address for the following
phone number.

555 -555 -7843.

Sergeant Hunter, I got the information
on that RV you asked about. Great.

Yeah, it's registered to Bay Industries,
Post Office Box 6629, Hollywood.

Post Office Box? Jimmy, I need an
address. Post Office Box won't do.

I'll get right on it.

Hi, it's Nicholson.

Yeah, Nick, it's Hunter. I'm looking for
a prostitute. Last time she was

arrested was June of 86.

Name is Florence Keen, K -E -A -N.

She's connected with the people at
Shopping Call.

I'll get back to you as soon as I got
something.

Great, appreciate it. I'm in the
computer room now, so buzz me right

through.

Hunter.

Hunter.

Yeah, Wayne, great.

terrific. That helps me out very much.

I was walking down the hall and the door
was open.

Saw the two bodies there and that's when
I called you. Yeah, you'd better go to

the hospital and have that x -ray. Yeah,
I'll get right on it. You listen to

what the man says, you take it easy.

The DB's name is Mary Lukowski.

Whoever shot her was standing behind
that door when she came in and shot her

the back.

Ambrose, Mary Lukowski is the real name
of a hooker by the name of Vicki Lake.

That is not Vicki Lake.

I already told you, she hasn't been here
since the last time you came in.

Hey, what do you think you're doing?

Hey! Hey, you just can't come barging in
a place like this.

Get out.

Jerk. Look, I'll do my best, Sergeant,
but I got a feeling that Vicki is long

gone. Now, look here, Gordon. Vicki
knows an awful lot. That's why they're

her. Do me a favor, will you? Stay with
me on this? You know I will.

Thanks.

So when I checked out the address I had
for Bay Industries, I realized it was an

abandoned building.

Well, then I'd ask myself, what would
Sergeant McCall do in a situation like

this?

She'd get out the old wrapping paper and
send them a package to the post office

box.

Sorry, no solicitors.

Look, Phil, I don't care what you're
selling. I don't want any.

I was wondering if you could answer a
question for me. How is it that a little

office like this could house what
appears to be one of California's

conglomerates? I just work here, mister.

Can I talk to your boss?

You got a warrant? Because if you don't,
I'll have to talk to you.

Freewheeling wholesale.

Could you hold, please?

Are you just going to stand there?
Because if you are, I'm going to hang

You've got five companies in an office
that big, Jack.

One of them belongs to your wife, Louise
Hemmings. The rest belong to a John

Arthur Hemmings. That is you, isn't it?
Mr. Hemmings' corporate holdings are a

matter of public record.

This is some kind of a... You're also
running hookers up and down Interstate 5

and motorhomes, Jack. That is a damn
lie.

It's also slander. Now... I run an
honest business, and I've got a good

this community.

Unless you're here to arrest me, I want
you out of my office.

You're a pimp, and you're a murderer,
Jack.

You paid some punk to shoot my partner,
and now I'm going to get you.

You get out of my office.

Certainly.

You've given new meaning to the term
recreational vehicle, Jack.

Call me when you want to confess.

Nice shoes.

You heard me. Shut the whole thing down.

Florence. Florence, listen!

You work for me. Now you get rid of the
girls and get the RVs back in here.

What the hell about Anita Fargo and
Susie Q?

Do whatever you want.

Just get rid of those stinking hookers
and make sure you and the vehicles are

back here tonight.

You got friends at City Hall. Would you
use them and get the cop off my back?

Yeah, yeah, I know, Hunter, but we've
got to be careful about this because you

know what this sounds like. It sounds
like an officer harassing an innocent

citizen without just cause.

Well, look, I'm just trying to get the
guy to make an estate, Charlie. You know

that. Come on.

Meanwhile, Big Jack's got one of the
commissioners dumping on us.

Now, I agree with your theory.

Let's just hope it works.

You know...

You look like my cat after a bad night.

Care, boss?

Go home and get some sleep.

Sergeant Hunter?

I'm Laura Decker. I saw you today at Big
Jack's. Yeah.

Well, I heard what you said to him.

I took this stuff from his office.

I want to help you get him. Why's that?

He killed my father.

Dad and Mom were going to see America,
but they had so much trouble with that

damned RV.

Dad finally had it checked out.

It turns out it had been sold at least
once before.

Dad sued.

And right in the middle of the trial, he
had a heart attack and died.

I canceled a trip I planned to Paris and
got a job with Big Jack, hoping I'd

find some way to make him pay for what
he did.

When you came in today, I decided I'd
found the way.

These are his in -house originals.

They haven't been doctored yet by a CPA.

You mean the guy in his office?

Yeah, Roger Adler.

Big Jack pays him a lot of money to make
sure everything adds up.

Now, what about Big Jack's wife, Louise?
Now, she's on record as the owner of

one of his businesses.

Probably a tax scam.

Louise is a real cheap -looking bimbo
who can't balance her checkbook, let

run a company.

She's in New York right now.

Jack sends her away a couple of times a
year to help support the fashion

industry.

Okay.

This is good.

Do you have any cream?

Yeah, I'll get it for you.

Jack finds out these files are missing,
he's gonna come looking for you.

I highly suggest you not go back to your
house until this whole thing blows

over, so you might as well stay here.

Oh, thanks. That's really nice of you,
but I can't.

I'd be imposing.

Well, you don't have much choice, honey.
You're in danger.

Just excuse me.

Yellow.

Great. I'll pick you up at the precinct
in about 20 minutes.

I'm going to go out for about an hour,
hour and a half.

If anybody phones, don't answer it. If
anybody knocks on the door, call the

police. Nobody knows I'm here.

That's fine. Just do as I say. I'll be
right back.

Nice neighborhood, huh?

What do you expect?

She's probably pulling in $80 ,000 a
year.

And all that's tax -free.

Yeah, that's flow.

Dead. This is L -56.

I've got a 187 victim.

Suspect last seen driving a late model
sedan with the left rear taillight out.

Last seen headed east on Green Craig
Avenue near Cantor.

Do you know it's 5 a .m.?

Who's initials are these?

Bank inspectors.

Dealers buy their inventories with
borrowed money. Then when they sell a

an RV in this case, they repay the bank.

The inspectors' initials tell the bank
that the vehicle's still on the lot,

unsold.

All these loan agreements show that the
RVs were sold before, a week before.

These pages were initial.

We got him. He's operating out of trust.

What do you mean?

He's selling RVs, and he's not giving
the bank their money.

It probably amounts to millions of the
bank's dollars.

Big Jack plays the stock market all day
long. I've heard him buying options,

commodities, war. Rick, if we take this
to the bank, we've got him. If we take

this to the bank, he'll be arrested for
theft.

Let me ask you a question. What happens
to Big Jack's business if his RVs stop

coming in?

Well, this whole scam depends on
turnover.

RVs coming in as fast as they're going
out.

You cut off his supply, and he's had it.
Where does the supply come from?

They're all from Country Comfort down in
San Diego. They've got a big plant

right near the border in El Mirage.
Okay.

I'm going to the hospital, and then I'm
going to El Mirage for some sleep.

Sergeant McCall come out and play?

Hi.

How you doing?

Okay.

You know, you may not see me tomorrow. I
got to go to San Diego.

Why San Diego?

Well, I'll talk to you about that when I
get back from San Diego.

How's it going?

I can't feel anything yet, you know.

Well, the doctor said it'd take about a
week for all the swelling to clear up.

Then what?

Dr. Parker, 3 North.

Dr. Parker, 3 North, please.

You're gonna be all right.

This is L -56. I'm in pursuit of an ADW
suspect driving a late model red sedan.

License plate number one, Peter Charlie.

Echo 421.

I need immediate backup at Mason Drive
and Spring Street.

L -56 out.