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The Streets of San Francisco, a Quinn Martin production.
Starring Carl Malden.
Also starring Michael Douglas.
With guest stars Christopher Tavori, Charles Aidman,
Patricia Smith.
I'm through.
Tonight's episode, most likely to succeed.
Bobby stole the watch from that locker, and you know it as well as I do.
Well, prove it, Gil. That is where the democratic principle fails in practice.
Why should I have to prove something we both know is true?
Bobby. Hey, so where do I stand? Oh, but you're back to the wall.
Oh, you're a laughable mini -Gilford.
And you're a thief, Bobby.
Hey, now wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute. Hey, whoa, whoa.
You're not a thief.
And you're not a laugh -a -minute either.
Oh, my gosh.
I almost forgot.
Mr. Hanna!
Mr. Hanna!
I was just on my way to your office when I saw you leaving. Our meeting was for
5 o 'clock. You know what time it is now?
Yes, I know.
But there was a special meeting of the Honor Society... And you thought that
more important?
Oh, no, it's not a matter of importance. It's just it was my responsibility, and
the meeting came up suddenly, so... All right, Paul, I can tell you the same
thing here I was going to tell you in my office.
I'm going to have to fail you in chemistry.
But you can't do that. You knew it was coming.
He said that if I did that special paper on colloidal suspensions, that you'd
count that as makeup work and change the grade. That's right, and it was due
last Friday.
23rd, remember?
But we had a debate last week on curriculum reforms. Paul, I turn in the
grades tomorrow, and you failed chemistry.
I had to be there!
You don't know how important this is to me. Please.
Paul, I warned you. You'd better start rearranging your priorities.
I have nothing more to say about it. Remove those books.
That was the year that we took the cyclamate back.
The year that they discovered that cyclamates cause cancer in white mice.
They took it off the market.
Now they've discovered something new. That everything causes cancer in white
mice.
Cyclamates, tobacco, alcohol, beet juice, celery, sirloin steak,
Oh, Paul.
By the way, I got the tickets for Boston today.
We fly out two weeks from tomorrow and talk to the dean of admissions at
Harvard.
Dad, we mailed in the application four months ago. Isn't that enough?
Well, it's too impersonal. I want him to meet you, get to know you.
And you're not just another name on a piece of paper.
All right, Dad.
You know, Paul, with your record, with your grades, you should be a shoo -in.
But it doesn't hurt to cover all the bases.
Like Newt Crockney said.
Winning isn't everything, but losing isn't anything.
I think it was Vince Lombardi.
It doesn't matter who said it. The fact is, it's a truth.
Oh, Paul.
You need any help with that extra credit project that you're doing for
chemistry? No, I handed it in on Friday.
Thank you.
I thought you were going to let me look at it first.
Sometimes you want to do something by yourself without everybody looking over
your shoulder, you know?
Excuse me, I have some homework.
Daddy, why don't you leave him alone?
You mind your own business, young lady.
Vicki, you're a girl and there's some things you don't understand.
Oh, mother, spare me the male chauvinist philosophy.
It's not like the old days when a son grew up and went into his father's
business. When your father retires or dies, he can't leave Paul his money.
He spends most of it so he can live the way we do.
He can't leave it with a job or a business. They don't belong to him.
The only thing he can do is to teach Paul.
Give him the benefit of his experience, his insight, his ambition.
I can understand that, Mother. I mean, if I am just a girl.
It's that he never lets up on Paul.
He feels he has only so much time and he wants to make the most of it.
Children have grown up and gone so quickly.
No, I'm not gone, Mother.
I know, dear.
And you're not grown up either.
Paul, now look, I know you're under a lot of pressure at school.
I'm sorry, Dad.
Don't apologize.
Learn from it.
Now, your feelings, too often you let them get the best of you. You've got to
learn to control them and not let them control you. You understand?
Yes, sir. I knew you would.
You got a good mind.
You're bright, sharp, quick.
I'm proud of you, son.
Look, I have some news that might make you feel a bit better.
One of my bosses, Carl Axford, he's a senior vice president.
He's in town this week, and he just happens to be on the board of overseers
Harvard. Got a lot of clout. I talked to him about you, and he wants to see you
in my office at 4 o 'clock, day after tomorrow.
Couldn't we do it some other time?
Well, he's on a flying trip. He's only going to be here a couple of more days.
A letter of recommendation from Max is all you need.
I think it'll take a little more than that.
Now, look, you take care of the schoolwork. You let me handle the
okay?
Dad, please, I don't want to see him or anybody else right now.
I'm sorry.
I want you to... Pull yourself together, Paul, and get ready for that meeting
the day after tomorrow.
But I'm not asking you to lie for me or change the grade or anything like that.
Just say that, owing to special circumstances, that you're not going to
a grade at all.
And what are the special circumstances?
Well, for one thing, it's not fair.
I said I was willing to listen, but not today.
Please try and understand.
I'm supposed to go to Harvard next year.
In two weeks, my father's taking me to Boston to meet the dean of admissions.
Everything I've worked for for the last 12 years will be meaningless because of
that one grade.
All the A's that I've gotten, all the extra work, what'll it mean? Nothing.
Because of that one F.
Paul, you knew all that when your grades started to slip.
Harvard is Harvard because it keeps its standards rigidly high.
It doesn't compromise. I'll be sorry. And neither do I.
I'm sorry.
How's this?
You give me an incomplete, I'll go to some school, I'll make up the grade, I
promise. I can't do that.
I'm not asking you just for me.
It's important to my father, my whole family.
Well, I'm sure they'll understand if you'll just... No, they won't!
My whole life, for one stinky, lousy grade.
Is it that important to you?
I think you better leave, Paul.
I'm sorry.
I need your help.
Please, please help me.
Good night, Paul.
I'll just give him a hand in there, will you?
Now, I... If you prefer, I can come back later and ask you these questions.
No, I'd rather do it now if it'll help.
All right.
Do you remember what time it was when you left the house?
I don't remember. I think... I think it was around six.
Was your husband expecting anyone?
He was going to post the final grades for the semester. He never likes anyone
around when he's doing that, not even me.
Is there anything missing?
I don't know. I didn't look.
That's all right.
Why don't you take a rest and I'll come back later.
I've just been looking at my house.
Can I ask your name, please? Yes, it's Jane Roberts. I live directly across the
street. Now, Lieutenant, I don't know whether this has anything to do with it,
but we've had about three or four burglaries in this neighborhood in the
couple of months. Thank you very much. It could be very important.
Find anything?
What in this mess?
The rest of the office needed a pin.
You must have surprised the burglar while he was ransacking the place. The
burglar hit him over the head and ran.
No, no, no. This mess was made after the murder.
See, we found papers on top of the body, and when we took it out of here,
there's nothing underneath.
It was already on the floor when the mess was made? That's right.
Interesting.
What's Charlie got?
Well, he thinks that's the murder weapon, but he hasn't found any prints
Well, whoever hid him looted this room and didn't touch the rest of the house.
Why?
Well, it could have been for money. There wasn't a wallet on the body.
I'll talk to Burberry first thing in the morning. Okay, I'll go out to the
school and talk with his teachers and students.
Charlie?
First thing in the morning, please.
You busy?
Oh, no, I was just getting ready for bed.
Early to bed, early to rise, as Luke Rockne would say.
I thought it was Henry VIII.
Paul, I know Dad bugs you, but he really thinks it's for your own good.
Yeah, I know.
I mean, he has to work harder with you than he does with me.
It's different with me. I'm a girl.
Well, when did you find that out?
Oh, Mother explained it all to me tonight.
You see, a girl has two chances in life, where a boy has only one.
If a girl can't be a success, she can marry a success.
If a boy can't be a success, then right away he's a failure.
You understand?
Yes, yes.
I hope you don't mind. I'm really kind of tired.
You look tired.
Are things really that bad?
Not bad enough for the bridge.
Good night, Superboy. Good night.
I still have trouble believing it, Inspector.
I always think of murder as something that happens to other people in another
world.
When it strikes this close to home, it's frightening.
Well, I understand how you feel, Mr. Gardner, I do.
I don't think Tom Hanna had an enemy in the world.
Good teacher.
Good man.
He was very fond of him. What about his colleagues, some of these students?
No, I know them all, students and faculty.
I can't think of anyone that's capable of murder.
Well, almost anyone is capable of murder under the proper situation. Let me put
it to you this way. I wouldn't want to accuse anyone. I'm not asking you to.
just hoping that if I could talk to some of these people, they may have heard
something or saw something. Certainly, but I would appreciate it if you went
about it tactfully. You see, most of the students here, they come from very
wealthy, influential homes. Let's try not to upset anybody.
I suppose there's no way to keep this out of the newspapers.
Well, it's... See, it might reflect in some way upon the school.
I'm sure you understand.
No, I understand. I didn't want people to think that. You see, it's really
outside of my purview, Mr. Gardner.
Sorry. Yes, I see. I understand.
Good.
I'll talk to you soon. Thank you.
Yes. Thank you.
Thank you.
Hannah had more friends than no enemies.
I just picked this up from burglary.
Five in that neighborhood in the last three months, all by the same man.
You sure?
Yeah, they caught him three days ago. He confessed.
Days before Hannah got murdered.
Well, this is more than one burglar in town.
Yeah, Mrs. Hannah said she'd give us a list of things that are missing. If
anything. We'll pick them up first thing in the morning.
I had to go back to the school and write a chance to talk to all the students.
You know, it's quite amazing how many people a teacher comes in contact with.
All those people and not one single enemy.
Yeah. That man must have been the same.
Hear what happened?
Yeah. You talk to the boss yet?
What do you mean?
Well, there's a cop here asking questions.
He's been talking to the teachers, but he's supposed to come back tomorrow and
question some of Hannah's students.
Oh?
What are they asking?
You know, did you like him? Did you know him? Did you kill him?
That kind of stuff.
It's too bad. Mr. Hanna was a nice guy.
Yeah, he was a great guy.
You bloody hypocrites.
A week ago, you were standing there putting a knock on him, and all of a
he's a great guy.
When are you going to learn to shut up?
He was a creep then. He's a creep now.
Mr. Hanna was a good man.
He was a teacher, and now he's a dead teacher. And as far as I'm concerned, a
teacher is a teacher is a teacher. And a thief is a thief is a thief.
What do you think that's going to prove? Nothing, but it's going to make me feel
a whole lot better.
Okay.
You feel better now?
Yeah. Tell me how great you feel.
Great. It feels great. You ever try that again and I'll break your arm.
I've been thinking about what you said, and you're right. It'd be terrific if
Mr. Axford would write a letter for me.
Hey, so you'll be there tomorrow afternoon at four.
Yes, sir.
Good boy.
Russell, did Paul tell you? Tell me what?
He's going to give the class day address.
Hey! Mr. Gardner says the honor goes to the senior who's chosen most likely to
succeed. I think you better work that into that conversation with Carl Axford.
You bet.
Lieutenant, I looked through the whole house.
This is all I can find that's missing.
The second list is students who were here Thursday. We had an open house.
Wallet, watch, pen.
The pen was gold, and his name was engraved on it. It was a gift from the
graduating class two years ago.
Do you know how much money was in the wallet, ma 'am?
He gave me some money before I left the house.
And he said that only left him $8 for the week.
I said I'd have to raise his allowance.
Are you sure this is all that's missing?
I think so.
Okay, ma 'am. Thank you very much. Appreciate it. When you're looking for
something that isn't there, it's like looking for shadows.
I couldn't find his favorite pipe, and I almost put that on the list.
And a glass paperweight that he used to have.
And then I remembered he broke it three weeks ago.
His... Grade book is probably still at the school.
I'm sorry. I'm afraid I'm not much help.
That's all right, ma 'am. Every little bit helps. We appreciate it. Thank you.
Thank you very much.
Mr. Hanna was tough.
Really tough.
What does that mean?
Well, if he asked you to do something, then you'd better do it.
No excuses.
He was tough, but he was fair.
Do you know of anyone who didn't think he was fair?
Bobby Tilton, but that's nothing new. Bobby's the only guy in school who
lunch period two years in a row.
Lunch?
And as I said, we found the grade book in the bottom drawer where he usually
keeps it.
Did you ever see him use this pipe?
All the time.
Did you notice his gold pen?
Watch? Not that I recall.
Mr. Gardner, are there any students who have a tendency to pick up
things that don't belong to them?
You mean steel?
If you want to put it that way.
Most of our students have more money than they know what to do with.
That's not answering my question.
I wouldn't want to recuse anyone.
Strictly between us.
Well, there was some things missing from several of the lockers. A young man was
brought up on charges before the Honor Committee, but there was no evidence.
name?
Tilton, Robert Tilton.
And who's the chairman of the Honor Committee?
Paul Kincaid.
You'll find his name on the list of Mr. Hanna's students.
Paul Kincaid.
Thank you.
I think that's about all I can tell you about Mr. Hanna.
He was a good teacher, though.
All right, what about Robert... Bobby?
Yeah. You think that Bobby had something to do with this? No, no, we just heard
that he was brought up by the Honor Committee for stealing something.
Oh, yeah, but there was no proof.
And anyway, I don't want to say anything about him. I like him.
I understand him, anyway.
What do you mean, you understand him?
His father is very successful.
His mother is very social, so they're not around a lot. In fact, Bobby has no
home life to speak of. If his father wants to give him something, something
he needs, he just writes a check, as if that fulfills his paternal duties. But
what Bobby needs, no signature can supply.
Something like attention, affection?
Yes, exactly.
So what does he do? He steals something. Nothing big.
A watch, maybe.
A pen.
It's not that he feels he should have these things so that he needs them.
It's that he wants attention.
Was he prone to violence? Did he pick fights with a bully?
The only fights he picks, he loses.
The damage he does is to himself. Listen, I'm late for class. I hope you
mind. No, Paul, thank you very much for your time. Thank you. Sure.
Bobby Tilton?
Yeah.
You gotta be the heat.
No, we're the police.
Well, I hate to disappoint you boys, but I don't say nothing without my
mouthpiece.
Sonny, this is not the school play.
This is a murder investigation.
Why me? I mean, what are you coming to me for?
Well, we heard you had a little problem with Mr. Hanna.
Me? Oh, come on, he was a sweetheart.
Well, if he was such a sweetheart, why were you failing his course?
Who says I was failing?
This grade book.
Oh, what does that prove? I mean, if I killed every teacher who failed me, the
city would be knee -deep in bodies.
May I take a look at your locker?
Oh, sure. Be my guest.
So, Bob, where were you the night of the 12th?
When was that? It was two nights ago. It was the night Mr. Hanna got killed.
Oh, yeah. I was with Rosalie Powers.
You were?
Where?
Hey, I wouldn't ask you that.
Where?
We're in a cabana behind a swimming pool. You want to know what you're doing
there? That's okay, thank you. You find what you're looking for?
No.
Thanks for your cooperation.
Sure, see you later.
Take care, Bob.
To Tom Hanna, our thanks. Class of 73.
What have you got against women's live?
Nothing. I just think it's something you do after you can afford a full -time
maid. That sounds like something Daddy would say.
As a matter of fact, he did.
Mother, you are hopelessly tied to your kitchen.
Which is lucky for you, or you'd have been fixing your own meals for the last
years. I would have managed somehow.
Darling! until you were 11.
You couldn't manage to tie your own shoelaces.
Harvard, here we come.
Did Mr. Axford interview Paul?
Oh, not in your life.
Paul Kincaid interviewed Carl Axford, and it was something to behold.
Tell your mother. Come on, come on. Tell your mother.
It was nothing. He exaggerates. If you're not going to tell her, I will.
You know...
Axe comes into the office and he's expecting to meet, well, just another
Paul, it's for you.
Well, you know Axe.
Hello.
Oh, hi, Bobby. How are you?
Good.
You know, I get it right now.
What?
No, I don't know anything about that.
Oh.
Okay.
Where?
I'll be there as soon as I can.
Hey,
Paul, come here a second.
Paul?
All I know is that somebody planted this in my locker.
Could it have been a practical joke?
Practical joke?
It's not too funny.
Man, I'm scared.
Oh, look, I hate to ask this of you, but you're the only guy in that school I
can talk to. You've got to help me find who did it.
Okay, okay, I'll try.
I don't know if I can help you, but I'd get some rest and try to relax.
And I wouldn't speak to anybody about this if I were you, okay?
Come on, let's walk over here. I don't know why I'm the only suspect anyway.
I mean, I'm not the only guy who was failing his course. If that was the only
motive, you could have done it yourself.
What do you mean?
You were failing his course, too.
How can you say that?
You don't know anything about that. I happen to have a 3 .9 average.
3 .9 average?
Who are you kidding? It's all in the grade book. I saw it two weeks ago.
I sneaked into his office and looked just to see how bad I was doing. And I
doing pretty bad.
There was only one consolation. I got to see your grades and you were doing just
as bad as I was.
Did you tell the police this?
Tell the police? I didn't tell the police anything. I was too busy thinking
about this.
Good.
That's good.
Wait a minute.
If the police did see that gray book, why didn't they know you were failing?
Because I wasn't.
Paul, you're lying to me.
No, I'm not!
You were standing next to that locker when... No!
I want the doctor that examined him to examine those bruises carefully.
I want to know whether they were caused by the fall.
Photograph that area back there, will you?
How is he?
Bad. You talk to the mother? Yeah, she says he went to go see Paul Kincaid.
Then Paul calls an hour later from the school wondering where he is.
She wasn't worried?
Well, that's what's so weird. She acted like he was some stranger living down
the block.
They found this in his hand.
So what do you think?
I think the world must be a terrifying place for some teenagers.
Are you the officer that found Bobby?
Yes, sir.
I noticed the car and there wasn't anybody around it, so I thought it was
and abandoned. So I took a look around and found the body lying over at the
of the cliff.
Did you see exactly where he went off?
Yeah, I marked the area off, kept everybody out of it.
Would you show us?
Sure.
It's kind of hard to tell if it was a struggle.
Yeah.
How do you know this is the place he fell from?
He had tennis shoes on. I looked around until I found his footprints up here.
Wait a minute. There's a hard sole shoe there with a rubber heel.
Right there.
I have the same thing over here.
How do you know they were both up here at the same time?
See if you can find a print with the tennis shoes on top of the hard sole
Here's a hard sole covering a tennis shoe. That's it. They're both here at
same time.
It's a hell of a job investigating, officer.
You ever think about becoming a plainclothesman?
Gonna keep my horse? Forget it.
Pass.
Bobby went to see Paul Kincaid at the school, but he never got there.
He stopped here first.
What was he meeting Kincaid for?
Let's go ask him.
Yes, I'm returning stone with this inspector Keller. He's called it home.
Oh, yes, of course come in Paul there's someone here to see you Kind
of cute time to get off work
She
were really liberated she would have waited for an answer
Hello, Inspector.
Paul, how are you doing? This is Lieutenant Stone, Paul Kincaid.
Yes, sir.
Were you supposed to meet Robert Tilton after school today?
Yes, I was, but he never showed up.
Yeah, he had an accident.
Oh, no.
Well, you know, it was bound to happen sooner or later. Was it a car accident?
The way he drove that little car with his... No, it wasn't his car. He fell
a cliff.
Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.
Why were you meeting him in school?
Didn't he tell you?
No, he's unconscious.
Well, I don't know.
You see, he called me and said that he had something he wanted to ask me about,
some advice he wanted to ask me for.
You know what?
No, I'm sorry. He didn't tell me. He was kind of shrouded in mystery when I
spoke to him. Well, did he say something about meeting somebody else before
coming to school?
Well, if he did, I don't remember it.
I'm sorry I'm not of much help. That's all right, son.
Okay, Paul, thank you.
Do you think Bobby Tilton will be all right?
Yeah, if he makes it through tonight, he should be okay.
Oh, that's great.
It's great.
Wonderful. Marvelous. Terrific.
Best news I've had all day.
Oh, what did they want?
What? Oh, what's the matter?
Oh, Bobby Tilton had an accident.
Was he all right?
Now, what time did you get in this morning? Early.
Another cup of coffee?
Yeah, lots of cream.
I got a call from Peterson this morning in Burgary.
They found these two blocks from Hannah's home.
Behind the garage.
Any money in it? Yeah.
Eight dollars, everything that was here. Guess that rules out Burgary, huh?
Yeah.
Come in here. Let me bump this off you.
Tom Hanna came home around five.
He and his wife had an early dinner because she had a meeting with a faculty
wife.
Tom Hanna stayed home to compile the final grades.
Somewhere between six and seven, someone came to the Hanna home.
But they were admitted because there's no sign of forced entry.
Yeah, someone Hanna knew. Bobby Tilton.
Another student, friend, relative.
Somebody. Now this somebody...
killed Tom Hanna and went to a great deal of trouble to make it look like
burglary. He stole his watch, wallet, fountain pen... Which we found on Bobby
Tilton. Right.
Now, why did he throw away the watch and wallet and keep the pen?
The pen had Hanna's name engraved on it.
Must have had some use for it.
What?
The pipe and the gradebook are still at school.
Now, wait a minute, wait a minute.
Mrs. Hanna went away to a meeting...
Mr. Hanna stayed home to do the grades.
But how could he do it if he didn't have a grade book?
Well, maybe he has an extra grade book. But if he doesn't, that explains the
pen.
Right? If you were to exchange grades, you want to have the same pen and ink.
Because Bob Till didn't feel a pen when he gave himself a failing grade.
Mrs. Hanna, Lieutenant Stone, I'm sorry to trouble you again, but... I need some
more information.
Did your husband have an extra grade book at home?
Is there a possibility that he would know a student's grades without that
book?
Thank you.
That grade book is the one and only one.
Now, how did he get back to that school?
Let's go find out.
Polymerization. is the joining together of a number of molecules of the same
kind to form a single, larger molecule.
Although the new molecule is heavier, it has the same composition by weight as
the original single molecules.
Excuse me.
May I help you?
Mr. Gardner said that you had Tom Tanner's gradebook.
I do. Yes, somewhere here.
Ah.
Yes.
Here it is.
I'll try to get it back to you as soon as possible. I'd appreciate it.
Now, where was I?
Polymerization and man -made materials.
Excuse me.
And where are you going, Mr. Kincaid?
I'm sorry. I don't feel very well. I'll be right back.
Excuse me. I'll be all right.
for a title.
Juxtaposition of spatial incongruities in the works of M .C. Escher.
Sounds fine to me. What's it about?
I don't know. I'm still trying to figure out what the title means.
You're the brains in this family. What the hell?
Good grief.
Get out!
Get out!
What is this, a tantrum?
You want to see a tantrum?
Use a simple reduction agent, possibly a household bleach.
Change his grades from failure to an A. Never mind all that. What's his name?
Kincaid. Paul Kincaid.
I think if I went up to talk to him... Dad, there's something terribly wrong
with Paul.
All right, now what's this all about? He locked himself in his room and he won't
come out.
All right, I'll talk to him. No, Dad, listen to me. I think he's sick.
Vicki, now tell me everything that's happened.
Well, I think it has something to do with Bobby Chilton's accident.
Well, of course. That would upset anyone.
Why can't he tell us what's wrong? I'm so frightened. All right, now calm down,
both of you. He hasn't been the same since the police were here.
I don't know. I think I'll call a doctor.
Before, he's all right. He's just a little uptight.
I think it's my fault, at least partially. I've been driving him too
Paul?
You all right, son?
Well, you certainly did have us going.
You know, Paul, if you've got any problems, you can come to me with them.
You see, I don't want you to be ashamed of me.
I love you all so much.
We know that you do.
I don't want you to be disappointed in me.
Paul.
I'm sorry.
What's the matter with you, Paul? Now stop it!
How long ago did he leave? About 20 minutes. Which way was he headed?
North. Did you get a description of the car? I put out an APB.
My son is not a killer.
He tried to kill you, didn't he?
I don't think he would have.
We have reason to believe that he killed Tom Hanna, and that he pushed Bobby
over that cliff. Now, if your son wanted to hide from someone, where would he
go?
Come on, think of some place, any place at all, the first place that comes to
your mind. The bridge.
The bridge?
It was a private joke.
When things got really tough at school or here at home, if they really got bad,
there was always the bridge.
Where is he? Not on the point.
Did you try talking to him? I tried.
Nothing. I started to reach for him once, but he nearly went over, so I
off. Let me try talking to him. I think he'll remember me.
Just be careful.
You remember me?
Well, I talked to Bobby's doctor.
Bobby's going to be all right.
Pretty cold out here, isn't it?
You cold?
Want to go inside?
Some place warm, have some coffee, talk?
Listen, Paul, you're a very talented young man who's got his whole life ahead
him. Now, I know you can't see it now, but, well, it's like a movie.
If you leave during the bad part, you'll never know if it's going to get any
better.
Boy, that wind cuts right through you, doesn't it?
How'd you know I was up here?
Vicki told me.
Vicki said that you two had this private joke that when things got really bad,
you came to the bridge.
She cares a lot about you, Paul.
So does your mother and father.
I failed them.
But they love you.
I tried to kill them.
But you didn't hate them. You were only afraid they'd be disappointed in you.
They'd be upset with you, but they love you, Paul.
It's not going to do you or them any good if you jump.
So just come on back.
Give them a chance to help you.
I failed them!
I tried to kill them!
And now I can't even jump!
I know, Paul.
I know.
I know it's going to be all right.
Get you someplace warm.
A park.
Come on, Paul. It's okay.
It'll
be
okay, I mean.
All right. Back off.
Everybody gets back out.
Back up at Bryan Street Worldwide.
Where have you been?
I was expecting you for an hour.
I said I'd take him someplace.
A cup of coffee, talk.
That's what I did.
Where is he?
Downstairs being booked.
Well, his father's downstairs with a lawyer.
You're going to plead insanity.
What do you think?
Does he know the difference between right and wrong?
Yeah. No way he knows exactly what he did for me. Does he? He knows he was
wrong.
I wish his parents did.
They want to know what happened, what went wrong.
We gave them everything.
Everything.
Except the right to fail.
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