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The Streets of San Francisco, a Quinn
Martin production starring Paul Mulder,

also starring Michael Douglas.

With guest stars Clue Guliger, Alan
Fudd,

Mark Hamill.

Tonight's episode, Poison Snow.

You look tired.

Your eyes are red.

Can't seem to shake this cold.

Yeah? I haven't been sleeping too well
lately, either.

How come?

Oh, I met a fella that treats me like a
lady.

Like a lady, huh? But not a woman?

He says he'll do that after we get
married.

Oh, yeah.

When is that?

When his final divorce papers come
through.

Uh -huh.

In one month, two weeks, and four days.
Oh.

Three days.

I just wanted to see if you were paying
attention.

Okay, little girl, you got to remember
what I told you now. Can you remember?

Nothing more.

Routine stuff until I get back. I will
be back in about an hour or so.

Say hi to Andy for me.

Yeah.

Phil, you take care of my girl for me.

Just like she was my own.

Yeah.

It's going to take more than a 30
-minute talk with his teacher.

George, you've got to spend more time
with Andy. He's at an age where he needs

strong hand.

What if you're so busy playing house
with your new girlfriend? All right,

look, what I do and with whom is none of
your business.

And I got a paper to prove that. You
just stop trying to put the needle in,

okay? I'm trying to make you talk about
your son. Oh, yeah?

Since when?

He's changing, George.

Something's happening to him. He's not
the same. He's different.

He's growing up, Judy. That's right. No,
there's more to it than that.

I'm worried.

I don't like the people he's running
around with.

I'll talk with him. I'll say something
to her.

Andrew, I've got some shopping to do.

You be sure you go home right after you
and your father are finished.

Okay.

Maggie said to say hello.

How is she?

She got a call.

Yeah, me too.

I'll say hello back for me, will you?
Yeah. Mr. Benteen, he talked kind of

in there a minute ago.

Well, I guess he's got it right. I've
been kind of goofing off a lot lately.

got no alibis?

A spring fever?

What's with these guys you've been
bumming around with lately?

Your mother, she doesn't seem to think
much of them. Oh, boy. You tell me

something she does like.

She likes you.

Oh, you know what I mean. She's always
pick, pick, pick, nag me. That's because

she cares for you, son.

Hey, well, why is it when she picks on
me, it's because she cares? She picks on

you because she doesn't care, and you
wind up getting divorced.

Oh, hey, oh, you're a pretty smart kid,
huh? Yeah.

You're so smart, why aren't you passing
algebra in that high school?

Okay, I'll try harder.

Just between you and me, when you turn
18, if you want to, you can move in with

Maggie and me, okay?

What does she say about that?

It's her idea, not mine.

Oh,

uh, Dad?

Could you spare a few bucks?

I gave you ten last week.

No, it's all right. I got it. I got it.

Oh, dig down. All I have is a twenty.
You don't want a twenty. Oh, that's too

bad. You take it. I thought you would.
Come on.

Hey, son.

Yeah? Can you do something about that
cold?

Oh, yeah.

See you, Dad.

Hi. Hi.

Where have you been keeping yourself?

Do I know you?

I've seen you a couple times.

I thought you'd seen me.

So I've seen you.

Coming down.

Thanks for the favor.

I'm hurting.

Go see a doctor.

My doctor got busted three days ago.

Hey, look, I said I've seen you. I
didn't say that I know you.

That's real cute.

Hey, I'll tell you what.

You put me in touch with your
connection, and I'll buy you a nickel

everyone I buy.

Maybe I can make a call.

Has your connection always got a supply?

You can always get it. Suppose I could
make regular buys?

That's between you and him.

Where is he?

He'll be here.

Sure is careful type.

What other kind is there?

Hey, what'd you say, Gator? I brought my
friend.

Huggy, she's a narc!

Maggie.

Tell George I...

Here,

take this to the print lab. Maybe we'll
get lucky. No, we weren't working on

anything specific. Just targets of
opportunity, and she made a connection.

Did she try to stop him? No.

No, he recognized her. Okay, a tall,
thin guy in a cage, impossible bullet

wound. Yeah, I think I hit him. He
jumped like a stump. Let's push him.

He was black.

You saw him?

No, but when he made Maggie, he called
Cajun a honky.

Anything else you remember about Cajun?
I didn't get close enough to him, Steve.

Maybe somebody back at the bar got a
better look. That'll be our first stop

the bar.

George, I'm sorry.

What the hell happened, Phil?

She was making a buy.

It went sour.

If I'd been here, it wouldn't have
happened.

If you had been there, the same exact
thing would have happened. It's

fault. It's somebody's fault, Steve.

And we're going to find him, I promise.

Yeah, you will.

Unless I find him first.

Hold up. Wait a minute now.

You stay out of it, will you?

Please. We'll take care of it, I
promise.

Oh, they shouldn't give women this kind
of work. It's too dangerous.

Dangerous was her choice.

Time off.

Go home. Do what?

I'm going to kill him, Phil.

I'm going to look in every hole in this
city until I find him.

I'm going to kill him.

Yeah, we don't get a very wide range of
customers around here.

Rummies, derelicts, pushers, hookers.

You know, we don't even take time to
look at them. We just serve them. The

description we have is of a tall, skinny
man.

You know how many of that fits who come
in here?

This guy was here about an hour ago. He
left with a girl.

A lot of them do that.

She was wearing jeans. She had blonde
hair and, oh, an awful lot of finger

rings. Oh, her.

Yeah, I remember.

Him, too.

They muttered together for a while and
then left.

Hey, he was a skinny kid.

Kid? Yeah, about 20, 22.

He had kind of a wild -eyed look.

I've seen him around somewhere, but I
don't know anything about him.

Tell me, Vernon, if I got your
attention.

I want some information.

I haven't asked you yet.

If I know anything, I tell you, don't I
always? Do you, Vernon?

Sure, Inspector. Business is business.
Business first, though, Vernon.

Understand?

I'm looking for a junk hog named Cajun.

I never heard of him.

You just did.

Ask around, you find him. You find where
he flops, find his pusher.

You get something for me, Vernon, you
call me in headquarters, you understand?

Soon.

I'll be back.

And I'll pick up what's left of you with
a pair of tweezers.

I wasn't that close to him, but the
hair's sandy, and it went back and stuck

like that. He's skinny, man. He is
skinny. The cheekbones are higher.

Yeah, that nose isn't right.

Did she say where she had seen Cajun
before?

No. No, but we've been working the North
Beach area for the last four months, so

I figure that's where he lives. Okay,
then we'll concentrate our research in

that area at the start, and then we'll
widen it. Check out all the hospitals.

Right.

They only got partial bits of the gun,
not Maggie's.

You know for a positive ID?

Nope. We'll have to get you a guide
first.

Hey, Phil.

They told me downstairs you were up
here. You got something?

We're working on it. You start making
sketches, man, you're in a dead end.

We gotta do something.

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Kelly, just say
that's what I reported, will you?

Well,

I mean, you're not gonna find him in
here or with that thing. He's out there.

You wanna find him, you gotta leave your
nice, warm office here.

Go out there. Come on, George.

I'm gonna talk to you. Come and talk.
Yeah, talk.

That's all you guys been doing since
Maggie was killed.

I'll see some action pretty soon, man.
I'm going to put on a few fancy moves of

my own. You understand that?

Inspector, come in here. I want to talk
to you. Come on.

George, I know what you're going
through, but you're too involved.

You're damn right I am. And you can't be
objective.

Objective?

So I want you to keep your mouth shut
and stay out of this case. Because if

don't, I'll have you suspended for
interfering with a murder investigation.

You'd do that too, wouldn't you, Mike?

Stay with him.

See that he doesn't do anything he'll be
sorry for.

He and Maggie had a very rare thing. I
know. I know.

I'm not some J .J. citizen off the
street. I'm a cop. Then act like one.

Don't you say. Look, just let him handle
it, will you? Nobody would have had to

handle anything if you'd been on a ball,
Phil, right? I know that.

Maybe you better find yourself another
partner.

Sure.

Alex, I'm sorry.

Narcotics, Inspector Turner?

It's me, Vernon.

I've been waiting for you to call.

Yeah?

Well, nobody in the Mission District
ever heard of that fellow you're looking

for. The whole Mission District, Vernon?

I can't find him, I tell you.

You better.

Please, Inspector, it's a dead end. It's
a butt.

I got somebody else for you. I don't
want anybody else for me.

You want Woody Parks?

Turner, you there?

What about Woody Parks?

Tomorrow night, he's picking up a kilo
of pure stuff.

A kilo.

What?

Ten o 'clock.

Some guy will leave a yellow station
wagon in an underground garage at Union

Fanning.

Woody Parks will show about 11.

Stuffs in the armrest.

Front seat.

You did good, Vernon.

Now find Cajun for me.

What do you got on for tomorrow night,
Phil?

Taking my wife to the movies.

Woody Parks is making a pickup.

Kilo of pure H about 11 o 'clock.

Woody Parks supplies the whole mission
district.

I got a chance to nail him, Bill.

All right.

All right, on one condition.

You explain it to my wife. She trusts
you.

This will kill you an awful lot of rats,
mister.

I don't think anybody's going to miss
it, do you?

Just other rats, I suppose.

Sign here, please.

Thank you. That's, uh...

$16 and $1 .04 for the governor.

It's 11 .35.

He said about 11, Phil.

If it gets any later, it's going to be
about 12.

I sit here all night, every night for a
week, just for the chance to nail any

products.

Even a slim chance.

Look, how was I to know that you were
really the police?

I've been robbed twice in this garage.

I hope you made out a good report for
the police department.

You got him?

I got him. Don't even go, Phil. We got a
bum tip.

Hey, I'm gonna report this.

This police harassment's gotta stop.

How about that?

You better shut your alligator mouth,
Woody.

Well, it's like the man says, you can't
win them all.

You know, that bullet just Nick Cajun.
It may not even register as a gunshot

wound. I still don't think he'll go to a
doctor or a hospital.

What if he's a floater?

Oh, if he's a floater, he'll be in L .A.
or halfway to Chicago by now.

Or he could be in that free clinic that
you're going to go past.

You mean this one here?

Yeah, this one.

Well, since we're here, why don't we go
in and take a look, see what's going on.

Take these cold pills like it says on
the label. When you run out, come back

I'll give you some more.

And cut down on those cigarettes,
understand?

Yes, officers.

You're not city health boys, I know all
of them.

You don't look like holy holies coming
to preach.

And you certainly don't need medical
attention.

That usually leaves the police.

Next. I'm Lieutenant Stone, this is
Inspector Keller.

Albert Claymore, M .D. What can I do for
you?

Well, we're looking for a man, a man
who's been shot. Oh? Now, the only name

have on him is Cajun.

Gentlemen, I hope you'll understand when
I say I'm not in the detective

business.

This place is for runaways, the down
-and -out who can't afford to pay for

medical help.

If they got the idea that this place was
being turned into a police station

annex... Doctor, we're not looking for a
person at you, you know? We're looking

for a man who killed a woman.

I never saw him before.

The name doesn't mean anything.

You Cajun? Mm -hmm.

I wonder if you'd be kind enough to put
that sketch up somewhere where the rest

of your staff could take a look at it.

It's a long shot, but you never know.

You know, he's been hurt, and he might
just come in here for help.

All right.

I'll put it up in the back.

Thank you. If it will help.

You never know.

How'd they get my name and description?

I don't know.

God, I didn't mean it for it to happen.
I didn't mean to hurt that chick.

Cage, we gotta split.

And go where?

Anywhere. L .A., San Diego.

Are you out of your mind? Go there cold
without a connection?

You know how long this stuff is gonna
last us?

Cage, we can't stay here. They'll find
you. We can't go anywhere with just this

much to get us there.

Then we'll score.

And get enough until we can connect.

Amy, I'm tapped.

I got eight dollars.

I'll get it for us.

How?

We haven't got anything left to sell.

I'll get it for us.

All the words.

They really don't say anything, do they?

Well, they don't say it right, son, no.

I wish I could.

You don't need to, Andy.

I am sorry, Dad.

Look, my messing up at school and you
having to leave, Maggie.

We talked that out, wasn't it? It'll
always be there.

It wasn't you, Andy.

It wasn't me.

It was a junkie.

Yeah. Andy, you're the one good thing
that came out of 18 years of being

married.

And nothing's gonna change that, son.
Nothing's gonna change it, huh?

Really? Yeah.

Boy, tell me how I put the touch on you
after a speech like that.

What do you mean?

I owe $20 for textbooks.

Look, it's rotten timing. Oh, no.

You go on, and I'm gonna hang around
here a while.

Yeah.

I'll see you in a few days. And you take
care of that coal.

You came all the way up here from the
morgue just to tell me that a junkie

from an overdose?

This junkie died from mercury cyanide
poisoning.

Mercury cyanide? Injected directly into
the bloodstream.

Well, a suicide.

Why, that's not the same thing myself.

Except this is the second one we've
gotten in as many hours.

And I've got three more down there who
may have died from the same thing.

And all these guys are addicts? All got
tracked in their arms. Two from the

mission district, one from Knob Hill.

How long will it take you to check them
out? A couple of hours. Hurry up.

Homicide daily.

Yes, Dr. Claymore.

All right, let's go, boys. Get on the
phone. Come on.

Let's go.

Okay, I got it.

Got a call from Dr. Claymore at Petraro
Clinic.

Two more dead addicts. They have all the
symptoms.

Well, what's the count?

That's 16 so far, Mike. Do we know what?

Well, the chief wants every available
man we've got on this one. He just put

Narco on it, too.

We pick up every known heroin pusher we
can find, whether we can make the

charges stick or not.

We've got to get them off the street.

Their lawyers will have them out on the
street in an hour. Then we put them

right back in.

We've got to find that poison.

Well, you're a good man. Let's go.

Close the door.

Oh,

I know your client is anxious to get
home, so am I.

But he's just going to have to wait his
turn, Counselor.

Oh, now look.

You want to complain, call Captain.

Address. Huh?

Address.

2 West Laker, Palmton 7.

2 West Laker. Excuse me. How long do I
got to wait before

I can close the air?

See what you made me do?

Now we got to start all over again.

Ah, come on. I read that twice.

Shut your mouth, Farron. Sit right down.
You think I like this?

You just stay very quiet and stay right
there until I get this filled out right.

What was your address again?

2S Blinker.

Jameson!

Jameson, I'm surprised. It's you I
really am.

This sheet is filled out improperly. The
information is supposed to go down

here. You know better than that, don't
you?

You'll have to do the whole thing over
again.

Oh, just relax. He'll get to you.

Right here. You take care of this first
before you get to him. He'll get with

you.

Where's George?

I don't know. Out on the street, I
guess. Is he all right? I think so. This

of action he enjoys.

Can I split?

I haven't even started with you yet. I
didn't do anything, man. Tell me, man.

You've been busted eight times in the
last two years.

Now, what's your social security number?

My what?

In the local news, the rash of recent
deaths due to poisonous street narcotics

has prompted some of the free clinics
around the Bay Area into a unique offer.

They will test any narcotics.

currently held by individuals.

And if no traces of the poison are
found, they will return those narcotics.

Those wishing to avail themselves of
this service can get details by calling

-8271. You see, you got nothing on me.
I'm clean. I mean, and you're asking me

faces.

That stuff is white death.

Well, what do you get so worked up for?
The dying's gonna stop in a while.

It's what?

Bad stuff's gonna get used up.

It'll be the end of it.

What about the people who use it?

They're going to be missed. There's a
world of junkies out there, and more

getting turned on every day.

The supply is ready to do business with
them.

Don't look at me all goggled -eyed. I'm
saying it like it is.

Nobody twisting their arms to get them
to hit the stuff. Hit it because they

want it.

It's the way it is.

It's the way it's always going to be.

Hey, Mike.

I think we finally got a break, man.

Did you find out where the stuff is
coming from? No, no. I'm talking about

Cajun. Three clinics are going to test
the street junk for the addicts, see if

it's poison or not. It was on
television. Now, all we got to do is

those clinics, man. We haven't had much
time to watch television lately. Look,

I'm telling you, I... George, people are
dying out there, and we can't stop it

all by ourselves.

I would investigate it. Now, do you
understand that?

What's wrong with you guys?

Don't you care anymore?

27 people have died in the last 36
hours, George.

Well, they're just junkies, Steve.

They're people.

Well, they're filth. It's gutter trash.

They deserve whatever happens to them,
Steve.

I don't know who deserves what.

Yeah.

Get him out. Come on, come on, come on.
Let's go. We have to go.

Hey, where have you been?

You hear those broadcasts about the free
clinics testing junk?

Yeah. We got two clinics right up here
in the Potrero District, right? Right.

We can each take one.

And maybe Cajun will turn up. We can't
do that. I'm asking you to help me. You

owe me, man. You owe me.

Did you call the clinic?

They'll check it for free. The cops have
nothing to do with it.

Are you sure?

As sure as I can be.

Can you make it?

I can't even walk, Cage.

I need to fix that.

I'm sorry, Cage.

That's all right, baby. That's all
right.

I love you.

I'll be right back.

Seen anything?

I've seen half a dozen, but none to fit
Cajun.

There's nothing here.

You see him, you call me.

George?

I'll call you.

Yes, I call one of those numbers.
They're keeping out on the radio.

Oh, yeah, we check my stuff for me.
Sure.

No trick. No trick No offense if I give
you half of it at a time any way you

want. I'm only here to help It'll take a
few minutes

Yes. I'll keep him here until you arrive
at that.

George. George, can you hear me?

Yeah. Yeah, I spotted him.

Get over to 22nd and Minnesota as fast
as you can.

Yeah.

All

right,

who did the shooting?

He said he was a cop, then he ran out
the back. To the schoolyard?

Yeah. And look at his place.

All right, we'll make sure he can pay
for the damage.

I can't wait.

I gotta take a chance.

No. No.

No. Please, Gage.

Don't make me beg.

Please.

Not you, me.

Me first.

And if nothing happens, then you.
Simple.

Then you'll know not to take it won't
you it's a dead end anyway, Amy

What are you guys doing? Your job,
Stone. We're looking for a killer.

looking for a vendetta. People are
dropping dead all over the city. Why

you do something about that?

Inspector George Turner. Call the watch
commander at once on a landline.

Emergency. Help!

Someone help!

Cage is dying!

Oh, God, please!

Someone help me!

Oh, somebody help me! Cage is dying!
Cage, cage, cage. Somebody... Bill, call

for me! I want in on this one!

I'm gonna call the meat wagon. I told
you before to stay out of it. We'll take

care of it.

You save your sympathy, Lieutenant, for
the ones these people rob and kill to

support your habit, man. Get yourself
back to the station and make out your

report.

Come on, Phil. Homicide's gonna happen.
George!

Come here.

What's the matter?

Your son's on the way to the hospital.

Andy? Andy?

Hi. Andy? Daddy?

Hi, Dad.

I'm sorry, Daddy.

I'm sorry.

Don't be mad at me, Daddy. Ah, nobody's
mad, son. Come on.

I didn't mean that. No, Daddy loves you.

Nothing's going to change that.

Okay?

He told me a tent had been strung out
for the past six months.

He's dead, Phil.

I'll take care of everything.

I'm sorry.

It's my fault, Mike. I killed him.

See, I didn't know that... I was looking
for Cajun. I didn't know that he... How

did you kill him?

What?

Well, you said you killed your son.

How did you do it?

Oh, yeah, well, I mean, I wasn't there
when he needed me, you know.

Did you kill Cajun, too?

No, the boy needs a strong hand, Mike.
That's what I meant.

I mean, he just needs a father image,
someone he can look up to. Yeah, how

more did you kill? 30, 31?

What the hell with them, Mike?

They're slime and just human garbage.

I mean, they're just junkies, just
junkies, Mike.

That's right, slime, human garbage,
junkies like your son.

Now, those addicts were people before
they were junkies, just like your son.

They had fathers, too, you know.

And no matter what they become, there's
somebody who cares for them, somebody

who doesn't want to see them dead.

Now, you tell me who's got that

poison.

Whose stuff did you get into?

Woody Parks.

It wasn't a bum tip, was it? You found
it and you poisoned it.

Woody Parks, your man.

Here's his address.

Here.

He's not your partner anymore.

He's your prisoner.

Andrew?

I want to talk to you, man.

Hey, why don't you put that thing away?

This is just to make sure you listen.

Now, you're the one that put the poison
out on the street, Woody.

Oh, get off that.

I had it checked. It was all bad.

And if I had more than a week in the
habit, I'd have been dead.

I wouldn't do that. It's like cutting my
own throat.

You don't have to worry about that,
because if you don't come up with the

thing, I'm going to cut it for you.

Okay. Let's go to my apartment.

Do you know how many bags this could
have cut into?

I'd rather not count.

I still think you ought to ask for a
transfer. That's what my wife says. Only

don't notice you guys getting home any
earlier.

Yeah, not lately.

Hey, Steve.

How you doing?

How's it going, Phil?

Pretty good.

Just got one death this week.

Yeah, but I'm sorry.

I believe you.

Doesn't help much, though, does it?

Nothing's going to help, Mike.

Nothing's going to change.

Poison's still on the street, you know
that?

Just a different kind of poison.

It's slower, but it's just as deadly,
right?

Got to keep killing people like Maggie,
my son.

And Cajun.

How's it going?

I'm still trying.

He's wrong, you know.

Things are changing all the time.

Sometimes it's not for the better,
that's all.

The only thing you can do is keep
trying, right?