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The Streets of San Francisco, a Quinn Martin production, starring Carl Malden.

Also starring Michael Douglas.

With guest stars James Olsen, Belinda J. Montgomery,

Betty Ackerman,

Michael Anderson, Jr.

Robert Euro.

Special guest star, Robert Walker.

Tonight's episode, Asylum.

looking at the ceiling.

I lay floating like a cloud.

I floated up, touched the ceiling,

and it was gone,

melting in a roaring crowd.

I finished, Dr. Hamill.

That was very good.

Do you have another one?

No.

Perhaps tomorrow.

Well, I see our reading time is over at any rate.

And those of you who are going on the outing tomorrow will need your rest.

That will be all for tonight.

Thank you.

I have a small surprise for you.

Would you like to see what it is?

It's in my room.

Susan, I wonder where you went.

Susan, what's wrong?

It's Mr. Collins.

Help! Somebody help!

Help!

Floating like a leaf.

A butterfly.

That's another good image for you, don't you think?

The matter raised one of the largest of the family, over 20 feet, and yet very

gentle. Called a devil fish.

Well, yes, by some.

Now let's take a look at the dolphins.

Robert, you're always such a great help.

Come on now, try to have a good time, huh?

Paul, Susan, let's keep up with the groove.

Susan, it's all right.

Here. You hold this till I come back, all right? Don't be afraid. I'll take

of everything.

Paul, come back!

Dr. Rapp.

Eunice, stay with the group.

Gene, it's useless.

We'd better notify the police.

Excuse me, can I talk to you for a minute?

Sure.

My name is Paul Bierce.

My current address is 300 Lake Street, San Francisco.

You'll need that, right?

Why don't you sit down, Mr. Bierce?

What can I do for you?

I'd like to report a homicide.

It occurred last night at about 8 .45.

Same address.

Last night?

Why didn't you come here earlier?

I know it sounds strange, but this is the first chance I've had.

You saw somebody get killed?

Yes. We didn't see who did it.

But the victim's name was Max Collins.

He was put into a tub and...

Drowned.

Murdered. You said we. Who's we?

This girl and I, Susan.

Look, I'm not a crank. I just want somebody to know what's going on in

Just take it easy. What is Susan's last name?

Does that matter? She can't tell you anything.

Why not?

Because she can't, that's all.

Mr. Pierce, this is Lieutenant Stone.

Mr. Pierce is reporting a homicide.

They said it was an accident, but I know it wasn't. Who are they?

Those people.

Where is State?

That 300 Lake Street?

Would that be the Rab Psychiatric Home?

You work there?

Or are you a patient there?

I came here to tell you a man was murdered. And he's not the only one.

have been others.

No, that's all right, son. Take it easy. Now, let's step in my office and talk

this over, shall we?

You think I'm crazy, but I'm not.

I thought I could trust you.

I'm trying to help you, son. Call Dr. Rack. No.

It was him.

It had to be. He had the only key.

Who, Dr. Rand?

Yes, he killed him.

You just told me you didn't know who did it, remember?

I know, but it had to be him.

It had to be.

Please don't send me back.

He'll kill me too.

Please, don't hurt me.

I'm sorry, Doctor. I should have watched him more carefully.

It's my fault.

I recommended we take him off medication.

It seems we're all culpable.

Whatever he saw last night, he shouldn't have.

It shouldn't have happened.

Jonas, you're not responsible.

The custodian left that door unlocked. He admitted it.

When I questioned him, he was so confused, he didn't know what he did.

One of us should have checked that door.

Of course.

Dr. Hamill, I'm not blaming you.

I know the staff works long, hard hours, but there's simply no excuse for what

happened last night.

I don't think turning this place into a prison is the answer.

Killed three people.

I can't imagine what set him off.

Shall I remove the restraints?

No.

I'll do it later.

Wait until he's fully under.

Go ahead. Tell somebody.

I know.

Paul, you can tell me in the morning.

Now just go to sleep.

Inspector Sawyer.

8 -1 responding.

8 -1, call County Morgue. Victim DOA, probable suicide, Paul William Beers. 10

-4.

Beers, that was the guy... That's the guy who told us that he was going to get

killed and we didn't believe him.

Let's get over to the morgue.

Hard measurements.

Right ventricle, 0 .4.

Left ventricle, 1 .4 centimeters.

Tricuspid, 13 .0.

Hormonic, 8.

Mitral.

Who reported it? Dr. Rabb.

Notify the parents?

Mm -hmm.

What kind of tranquilizer was he given?

Penobarbital, 100 milligrams.

Come on, let's go.

You're telling me with all those tranquilizers in his system, he got out

and hung himself?

Steve, that's what the doctor says happened.

Well, I don't buy it. Well, Mike, I checked with the hospital.

The old man's drowning was accidental.

All the staff doctors agreed.

Well, maybe they had to.

Look, there's two deaths out there we know about, right?

Beer said there could be more. Yeah.

I want a report on every death at the Rab Institute since it opened. I don't

care if the patient was hit with a bolt of lightning. I want that report. And

Steve, let's you and I call Lenny Murchison. Maybe he can tell us

about, uh...

Dr. Radd.

Just because I'm in the business doesn't mean I know every other shrink in town.

So you're telling me you don't know a thing about Jonas Radd. I didn't say

He's only been in the state about three years, but his psychiatric journal

articles are very impressive, especially for new chemotherapy techniques.

Why are all his patients dying, Lenny?

Sawyer's report.

Two other patients dead six months apart.

And all certified as natural.

Now, what about Bierce's suicide?

That's typical of a manic -depressive.

They seem the most rational, and they've decided to end it all.

Lenny, have you ever heard of Huntington's chorea?

It's a degenerative nerve disease, fatal.

Right, that's what Max Collins had. He had it in his latter stages.

He was catatonic.

Now, does it seem likely that he would walk into a room and just drop into a

pool?

Unlikely, but possible.

He's been spoon -fed for the last two years of his life.

They can have lucid moments, even ambulatory periods, right up to the end.

That's the wrong answer for you, huh?

It doesn't help, no.

Let me ask you something. What possible motive could Rav have for killing

anyone? We don't know yet.

All the ties we have so far with the patients who died, except for Bierce, is

that they were classified as hopeless.

Any complaints from the next of kin? We're checking that out.

Look,

I don't know where else to start.

I think I do. Now, Bierce mentioned a girl named Susan.

He said she was with him at the time she saw what happened.

What happened if I tried to be with her? Oh, wait a minute now.

Are you thinking of going undercover in that mental institution?

Yeah.

Well, not just between you and me.

You're crazy.

Well, then that makes me a natural, right?

Listen, Lenny, isn't there some way to fake a mental illness, you know, for me

to get past admissions?

Why, they'll spot you in five minutes.

Paranoia should be the easiest psychosis to imitate, especially for a cop.

Do you think the captain will okay this? That first evaluation.

They'd be looking right down your throat.

I think I could fix that. How?

There's a shot I could give you.

It'll put you in fantasy land for at least 12 hours, and the effects would be

indistinguishable from an amphetamine overdosage.

Well, what kind of effects?

Very unpleasant.

I just didn't know what to do, Doctor.

It's a stone. You see, his folks are still in Europe, and I couldn't leave

alone like that, you know. Your nephew's going to be in good hands. Don't worry.

Well, I wish I could give you the authority to take care of them, but you

how it is. Dr.

Murchison said that it was only temporary.

That's all right. We've got other custodial patients.

We'll take good care of them.

I just love it.

What's all this for?

Routine evaluation.

You're not my doctor.

You like Dr. Murchison?

No. Why should I? He might have got me in here.

All right, Steve.

This is called TAT, thematic apperception test.

I want you to go through these cards and pick out one and make up a story about

it and tell me what it is.

What do you think it is?

A man pushing a kid.

Well, they're holding out their hands. Maybe they're trying to help him.

They just want to make you believe that.

Do you think adults are trying to hurt the kid?

Well, somebody's in it for something.

Just like you.

You want to keep me committed here, don't you?

Why would I want that?

A little green stuff.

A little money I gift my grandfather.

And you and my uncle get to keep it.

We're trying to help you.

Come on, doctor.

Do I gotta take this now?

No.

No, we can do it tomorrow.

I'll have Gene Watson take you on the grand tour.

Get you settled in.

On the right there is occupational therapy.

Down there is the dining room.

You a doctor?

Physical therapist.

You really dig this, don't you?

Look, Anderson.

What do you say we have an understanding?

I won't try to con you.

And you try to learn the one rule we have around here.

Which is what?

Care.

Care about others.

Care about yourself.

Come on, I want to show you something else.

This is our rec room.

You can read, watch TV, play cards.

Dr. Hamill.

Yes.

This is Steve Henderson. I was just showing him around.

Hello. Is it all right if I call you Steve?

Yeah.

Would you like to meet some of the others?

Yeah, I guess. Come on.

This is Robert.

Robert, this is Steve Henderson.

Robert's a very fine carpenter.

Yeah, he's very, very friendly, too.

And this is Susan.

She's one of our oldest friends.

Who's that?

Oh, that's our other Susan.

Susan Howard.

Steve, she may not respond.

She doesn't to most people. You mean to me?

No, I don't mean that.

According to your records, you were a grade school teacher.

So if I tell you that Susan is a schizophrenic, you'll know what I mean.

Almost nonverbal.

She's recently had some, well, unpleasantness in her life.

That makes two of us.

I can try, can't I?

Yes.

Susan?

This is Steve Henderson.

He's new here, and he'd like to meet you.

That's your radio? That's a nice radio. I used to have one that was just like

that. Oh,

Susan.

I'm so sorry.

You broke it.

I didn't do anything.

It was an accident, Robert.

You stay away from her.

What are you blaming me for? I didn't do anything. You just leave me alone.

Ollie, you just leave me alone.

On October 1st, Peter Collins withdrew $20 ,000 from savings, two weeks before

his grandfather died.

What about the Abrams family?

They left the state last year with no forwarding address.

But a Mr. and Mrs. John Wilcox are still local residents.

Her uncle Henry died last May, and her records show a withdrawal of $10 ,000 in

June. Mm -hmm.

Show them Rad's bank account.

This is a photostat.

The hospital account's under the doctor's name.

Here the balance goes to almost zero. Then there's a $10 ,000 deposit.

Over here, same thing, and then again, bang, another happy deposit, $20 ,000.

withdrawals by the next of kin, deposits by rap.

Now, that's motive enough.

What, murder for profit? No way.

Well, you know he's got a prison record in Illinois, don't you?

Yeah, you asked me to check on him, and I did.

Mike, he just violated a court order.

Look, he ran a halfway house reintroducing disturbed men and women

It was in a residential area like the home he has now, except the patients

free to come and go.

Neighbors must have loved that.

Yeah, so much so they had rap closed down.

He was ordered to vacate and went to jail when he refused.

That's how dedicated he was and is.

Is he trying to do the same thing here?

Eventually, yeah, except on a bigger scale.

Well, maybe he bit off a little more than he can chew.

Lenny could be a good man, but so far he's the only suspect we have.

Sawyer, check out the insurance, underwriters.

Policies to anyone who died in that hospital.

I'm sorry about your radio.

Maybe I can fix it. I will not touch you if you don't want me to.

I just thought maybe it was a couple of loose wires.

I'll give it a try.

Where did you get it?

Oh, come on, will you?

It's Susan's. You stole it. Now you give it back. She gave it to me. Why don't

you just bug off? You give it back. I won't go to your room.

Now.

What's he so strung out about?

Well, he's sort of adopted Susan.

Feels protective, you know?

He thinks of her as his daughter.

Hey, maybe if you think of him as a parent, the two of you will get along

better.

As a parent?

Are you kidding?

You surprised me too.

I see you're starting to care.

Don't see how I can help you. Wouldn't Dr. Rad be the person to talk to?

Well, now, if you don't have any misgivings about your uncle's death.

Misgivings? No. He died in his sleep.

The last time you saw him, how did he look?

Oh, same as he's looked for years. He just sat there

in a chair, unseeing and feeling.

Hopeless. Before my uncle got sick, Lieutenant Stone.

That's right, Mike Stone.

He was a wonderful man.

When my own father died, he was a second father to me.

And you're satisfied that he was given the best of treatment?

Well, Dr. Red was a saint.

Saint, he did everything he could. We all did.

I have no regrets.

Thank you very much.

I know my way out.

Goodbye.

Let me go.

He's a thief.

Where do they put him?

In isolation.

I don't like it. I want you out of here. He could have killed you.

He's done it before, you know.

Is that why he's in here?

I checked his record.

Six years ago, he was charged with murder but never convicted.

That's right.

You know who he killed?

Oh, but I can guess.

He had a daughter. Must have been the boyfriend.

He had a daughter.

She was raped by a guy who broke into the house to steal.

When the charges didn't stick, he took it upon himself to handle it.

I'll bet you that's how he handled beers, too.

She leaves us Max Collins and two other guys not accounted for. Yeah, but you

don't even care what happens for me, man. You never ever care what happens to

me. No, why don't you just back off? All right, come on. Just back off.

Maybe it was my mistake, but just sit down here. Come on.

Sit down.

in Rab's office, I saw a letter he'd written to Mr.

and Mrs.

Wilcox thanking them for their $10 ,000 contribution.

Did you see the date?

Yeah. It was almost a month after the uncle died.

You got something?

Maybe.

Rab's bank account had some unusual peaks.

Did you get a chance to talk to that Susan yet?

It's tough, Mike. She's schizoid.

So she doesn't know what she knows.

Well, she knows Paul.

If I can just reach her.

The killer can, too, so just be careful.

You know, we're not in control of this situation here. I can't help you.

But I certainly can pull the plug. You just don't worry about me. You worry

about yourself.

Just don't worry about me, because when I get out of here, I'm going to see a

lawyer, and you're going to wish that you never knew me.

That's right.

Huh? That sounds pretty good, doesn't it?

Here.

Here you go.

No, no, no, no.

Don't be afraid.

I just want to talk to you for a while.

You don't have to say anything if you don't want to.

Just listen.

To tell you the truth, you're the only one I like here.

I really don't have any friends.

I saw his name scratched on the bottom of the radio. Did he give it to you?

But he's not here anymore.

You know what happened to him?

You know, I met Paul once.

Yeah.

Came to see a friend of mine, a policeman.

You're not afraid of policemen, are you?

Well, Paul wasn't either.

Except this friend of mine, he's kind of funny looking.

Yeah, he's got these big, big, fat, flat feet, right?

And the most huge, enormous stomach.

Yeah.

He looks like a duck.

When he walks, he sort of waddles. He waddles around.

Just like a duck would waddle, you know?

He's really funny, yeah.

Yeah.

That's the first time I've seen you laugh.

It's nice.

Let me tell you a secret.

If I tell you a secret, you've got to promise to share one with me, all right?

What if I told you that I was a policeman?

I got a badge and everything.

No, I do, really.

You know, Paul, he told me a secret, too.

He told me about an old man named Max.

Collins, you remember him?

Yeah, he had an accident, didn't he?

Do you remember where he was?

Susan, he was in the water.

Who was with him?

Was it Dr. Rand?

Steve, I think you'd better leave.

What are you doing here?

Susan, Susan, wait a minute. Susan, it's all right.

I'll look what you've done.

Who are you?

Who are you?

Who am I, Doctor? Just leave me alone, will you?

And you say he died of natural causes.

Yes, it's hard to stop beating.

Dr. Rapp told you that?

Lieutenant, the man was 79 years old. What's the big problem?

The problem is his heart didn't stop.

It was stopped.

With an overdose of a drug called Digitalis. What?

How do you know that?

We had his body exhumed with a court order.

The autopsy was performed two hours ago.

But... You had no right to do that.

We had every right to do it.

Your uncle was murdered.

That's impossible.

Is it?

Or is it possible that you paid Dr. Rapp to do it with a $10 ,000 contribution?

John. Nancy.

We also know that you got some money from an insurance policy.

But it wasn't for that. It wasn't for the money.

Nancy, stay out of this.

She's not involved at all.

Now, Lieutenant, if you're going to charge me with some crime, I think I

call my lawyer.

Mr. Wilcox.

Three other people died in that hospital.

All hopeless cases. Now, I'm not going to argue with you whether it was good

them or not, but last week a young man died in that hospital and he shouldn't

have.

He was murdered.

He was hanged with a strap around his neck because he was going to tell us

went on in that hospital.

Now I've got my partner in there risking his life because he's trying to find

out who did the killing.

And if he is endangering his life because you won't tell me the truth,

am going to throw the book at you.

And at you.

But you don't understand. We didn't want to hurt anybody.

Nancy, please.

But she... My wife had nothing to do with it at all. But if it's wrong, we're

both wrong. John, I want to tell him. Nancy, don't... Lieutenant, my uncle

begged me before he went into the hospital.

He begged me not to waste our lives or our money.

The last thing he ever said to me.

before he died, was let me go.

Let me die with dignity.

But I couldn't.

I just couldn't. So for three years, we scraped together every nickel we could

find just to keep him alive.

And he was nothing but a ghost.

You see, Lieutenant, the old man knew that there was a time for living and a

time for dying.

Dr. Rabb chose that time.

But you don't understand. Dr. Rabb took marvelous care of those people.

I want to ask you something.

Was it his idea or yours?

Oh, she wasn't even there.

And it wasn't Rabb either. It was one of his assistants.

Who?

Mr. Watson.

The physical therapist?

We were walking in the garden one day, and I told him the situation.

I have a sister who was sick and needed an operation she couldn't afford, and

believe me, I didn't have enough money for her and Henry.

There wasn't any room in the county hospital, so believe me, I was

And he said that he could help you out if you brought enough money.

Lieutenant, you just don't understand, do you?

The money wasn't for him.

It was for the hospital so that it could stay in business so they could go on

helping people who could be cured.

Mr. Watson is not a bad man.

Oh, no.

He just killed four people.

He's not bad. He might be a little sick, but not bad.

That's very good, Ray. Very good.

Mr. Watson, would you please come to Dr. Rabb's office?

Well, when will Dr.

Murchison be back?

All right, just have him call me as soon as he can.

Yes, it's an emergency.

Why would he do such a thing?

I have no idea.

But I have no doubt either that our Mr. Anderson is a police officer.

How can you be so certain?

Jonas, I looked him up in the directory. In addition to his many fine credits,

Dr. Leonard Murchison is currently on staff as a consultant for the San

Francisco Police Department.

Well, what can he be investigating here?

I think we should ask Mr. Henderson that.

Watson, please bring Steve Henderson to my office.

Yes, sir.

Dr. Rabb, there's something wrong.

Very wrong, I'm afraid.

Just tell him that I'd like to see him in private consultation. Nothing more,

you understand?

Yes, sir.

I need

to eat your

dessert first.

You have mine.

That's all right. I don't like chocolate.

When the meal's over, you want to take a walk?

There you are, my favorite two people.

Steve, as soon as you're finished, Dr. Rabb would like to see you.

Okay.

Susan, I know you don't like spinach, but you really should eat some.

You need the iron.

Here.

The staff had fruit punch.

Go ahead, take it.

I know you like it.

Maybe it'll help you get the spinach down.

a cake, huh?

It's way past that, Murchison. Now, you'll either be candid with me or I'll

you in front of the medical board. I understand your feelings, Doctor, but...

No, I don't think you do. Now, you sent a man here you knew wasn't ill.

And the case history you prepared was an outright lie. Now, what the hell's

going on?

Can I get back to you?

No, I want to know right now, is Steve Henderson a policeman?

Did he claim to be?

I advise you to seek a lawyer because the next time I see you... It'll be in

court.

Can I talk to him, please?

First, I want to know who you are.

Lieutenant Stone, San Francisco Police Department.

Lenny, this is Mike.

Thanks for trying to cover it up for us.

Yes, I know that.

I'll try to explain it to you later.

I'd like an explanation myself.

Where's Steve?

He's on his way here.

Now, what are you after?

Gene Watson.

We're here to arrest him for murder.

What's the matter, Steve?

She better come with me, Swift.

Stay away from me!

Come on, Steve.

You're trying to kill me.

Susan! Run!

Run! I said stay there.

I told him, didn't you?

Okay, now, Steve.

Now take it easy.

Everything's going to be okay.

Come on, Steve.

Steve!

Randy!

Look, Randy.

What does this mean? How's that courtyard and through the roof?

Is there another way to the roof? There's another stairway in front. Come

take me.

He's in the courtyard.

Let's go to your room.

Gene, why?

Why did you do it?

Well, because I... I wanted to help, that's all.

Help you.

Help them, help their families.

Don't you see I believe in you, Doctor?

I believe in what we can do here.

But you needed the money to keep going.

That's why I did it.

I gave it all to the hospital.

It wasn't for me.

They were dead anyway.

They're the stairs. I'll watch the door.

Steve. Steve.

Don't worry.

I'm okay.

I can't believe it.

I feel it.

You stay back!

Oh, my God, he's going to jump.

Steve, listen to me.

You want to join me?

It never stops for you, does it?

With the drug dose that you took, the flashbacks should come less and less

frequently until they finally stop.

Well, that's nice to hear.

He's still a little paranoid.

Well, maybe he should spend another week with us.

Where's Murchison? He's the only one I'm talking to.

If you do, will you tell him to stop calling me? Because I'm not going to

him up on charges, even though I think I should. Well, we're sorry for the

charade, Doctor, but... Well, that's the only way we knew her.

Well, I can hardly blame you, but I'm thankful that the hospital is in the

clear.

I won't forget that.

And thanks to you, Susan's coming along quite nicely.

Well, at least I have some idea where she's coming from now.

It'll be a pleasure watching her be able to go home.