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The Streets of San Francisco, a Quinn Martin production.

Starring Carl Malden. Also starring Michael Douglas.

With guest stars Paul Sorvino, Don Gordon,

Ron Strobel,

Alfred Reiter.

Tonight's episode, Superstar.

So, uh, where to?

You know a joint, the Mecca on Fulton?

Hey, you're from the Bronx, huh?

I'm from Manhattan. You're from the Bronx.

How'd you get?

Well, you just drive.

Hey, you ever been here before?

Never once.

You get to know it, you'll never want to go back to New York again.

Then don't show me. I got a round -trip ticket.

little faith healing, man. It's a good town.

You dig Frisco, love it up. Peace.

Fill the lady's glass.

You got an eastern beer? You bet.

Where's Joe?

Joe who?

Joe Latham. I don't see him around.

I heard he hangs around here.

Isn't it, John?

Just drink your drink.

I'll deliver the message.

Hi, Joey.

Hey, Joey.

Long time.

Leave me alone, Bert. I'm taking you back with me. No, you're not. Yeah, I'm

taking you back. Now leave me alone. I'm telling you, leave me alone!

Belly up, boys. It's on the expense account.

Drop it.

I'm a cop.

Let me show you, okay?

Yeah.

Well, was anyone killed?

Then why call me? This is homicide.

Well, if I'm supposed to know him, what's his name?

No, I don't know anyone by the name of D 'Angelo, Bert D 'Angelo.

Of course I'm positive.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Just a moment.

What are you mumbling about?

That's the New York vice officer the chief told us to cooperate with.

Does the man claim to be a New York policeman?

Well, why didn't you say so?

Yeah, official business.

I'll be right down.

Is he here?

He's here.

This man I gotta see.

He's got the highest arrest and conviction record in all of New York

She's got a list of citations for bravery a mile long, a superstar.

Right now, he's a pain in the neck.

They're holding him in the tank.

They're holding him in the tank?

In the tank.

So this girl I'm going with takes one look at my wife, and she says, Bert, how

could you marry a woman like that?

She's not your type.

So my wife gives her this great big smile and says, I've been trying to tell

that for 15 years.

I couldn't believe that.

Go check with my wife. I'll pay for the call.

Hiya, boy cheeks.

Lieutenant Stone.

Hi, Stone.

I'm Bert D 'Angelo.

Inspector Steve Cummings. Bert, how they going, Steve?

They're going real good.

Well, I guess I'm a pain in the neck.

Much lower, Sergeant. Much lower. Sense of humor. You must love this guy.

Look, I didn't want to bug you.

All I wanted to do was hustle Joey out of here, and then when I'm back in New

York, I'll send you a necktie and let you know I was here. No way.

Gloves? You like gloves? Sergeant, you're not a cop in this city.

You're a guest, just like any other tourist.

And you're not going to take anybody out of here unless he wants to go or unless

he's extradited.

Or over my dead body.

Now, do you understand that?

What about my gun, Steve?

Our property, J. Lee. The city, Bert.

What time is the flight?

Is he always like this?

Look, be a mensch. I said I'm sorry. What else do you want?

All right.

I would appreciate it if you gentlemen would help me find a man by the name of

Joseph Latham.

He may have information regarding the killer of my partner, Mickey Udall.

His height, weight, distinguishing marks are on the reverse side of the photo.

Now, by profession, he's a short order cook, and sometimes he makes book.

Well, it shouldn't be too hard to find.

I'm sure your way will be the best way, Lieutenant.

Don't snow me, Sergeant, okay?

Look, all I'm saying is you know your city. What do I know?

And when we find him, we're going to be right there with him when you talk to

him. What for? I'm not going to bounce him around. Oh, I know you wouldn't do

that.

We just want to be there so we can learn.

Oh, don't snow me, Lieutenant, and I won't snow you.

And I do it better.

This here is Fisherman's Wharf.

What do you think of it?

Compared to what?

Look, I'm not here for the grand tour. When do we talk to your stoolie?

Bert, it's not a stoolie. It's an informant.

A rose by any other name.

What do you guys do for fun in Frisco?

San Francisco.

Whatever.

What do you do after you get out of those stuffy uniforms and into your

This isn't a uniform.

You dress like that all the time?

Listen,

thank you very much. Yeah,

Joey's working part -time as a fry cook at a restaurant down in Michigan. He's

making a book on the side.

Pretty good.

Hit the jackpot with the first coin. How'd you do it?

See, Harry likes to play the horses.

Only it doesn't pick him too well. His credit's not too good.

The new bookie in town, he knows about it.

You know you got the makings of a good cop?

He's not there.

There he is.

You should have told me you had massage parlors.

Some things a man's got to learn for himself, Bert.

So, any luck?

Yes or no.

Joey used to work in there, but the manager says he doesn't know where he

Maybe I do.

Make a left, go two blocks, make another left.

That's where Joey is?

That's where Valerie is. We sort of met this morning.

I know Joey from way back. He's a massage freak.

Likes to get rubbed by tall, blonde ladies with boots.

Boots?

Maybe he's a Rudyard Kipling freak, too.

Take a left. Take a left.

Steve, I like your style.

Wait here. I'll be right back.

Wait here, he'll be right back.

You know this is your town, Mike.

You don't have to take this, remember?

Hi, I'm Valerie.

I'm tense, Valerie.

Don't I know you?

Sure I do.

You're from the Mecca.

Listen, you're not going to cause any trouble around here, are you?

Mallory, I'm not that kind of fella.

Do you know this guy?

His name is Grant, our 18th president.

Do you like him?

A lot.

How about this guy?

Likes oil.

Maybe because he's a fry cook.

Out calls.

I take along talcum and oil.

Where are the out calls?

I'll just get my appointment book.

You wait right here.

You too.

The Aldrich Hotel on Jones.

Hold it. Wait a minute now.

Who is at the Aldrich Hotel?

Joey. That's his address. Everything.

Look, Michael, it's no reflection on your abilities, but I know Joey like a

brother. I could find him in Carlsbad Caverns with the lights out.

Later, I'm going to buy you guys the best meal in town. Steak, lobster, wine,

the works.

Courtesy of the NYPD.

It'll be our way of clasping hands with our working comrades of the Frisco

Police Department.

San Francisco, Bert. Whatever.

I don't want to talk to you, Bert. I don't want to talk anymore.

He gave us a tip about a big syndicate payoff.

Mickey and I went in on it, and he got hit.

You set it up, Joey.

Look, I heard a rumble on the street, T. I pick up a telephone. I call you.

That's all I know.

How'd you hear about it? Who told you? I don't know. I don't know. I mean, I

don't know nothing. It was like thunder. That's what it was like. It's like

thunder. I mean, you hear it. You don't know where it's coming from.

Joey. Look, maybe they know I'm your stoolie, C.

And they set me up to set you up. Don't lie to me. When did I ever lie to you? A

couple of times I could think of. Only when I needed bread.

You come back with me to New York.

And then you're going to remember. We get back on the streets. Wait.

Do I got to go back with him?

Huh? There's no legal reason. No.

Okay.

I don't want to talk to you no more, you bum.

What do you think you're talking to, you little bum? Break it up.

I'll work you way back to the tank again.

Stupid.

I found you. You think nobody else is going to find you? You got a thing for

dying?

I ain't got a thing for nothing, Bert.

I bought you, dummy.

I paid three bills to a juice head who knew where I could find you.

He sold you to me. You think he won't sell you to somebody else? Somebody who

wants you dead forever?

Use your brains, Joey, from a juicer.

You know anything, they'll kill you.

I ain't got nothing to worry about, Bert.

You know why?

Because I don't know who iced Mickey.

But you ran, dummy.

From you, Bert.

Joey. From you!

I swear.

I swear on my kid's life.

Joey.

If I ever find out you're lying to me, the cats are gonna lick your face.

You hurt him.

You witnessed this.

You heard him threaten me.

Listen to me, Bert. I ain't your stoolie no more.

Don't you understand?

I ain't your stoolie no more.

I ain't nobody's stoolie.

Now you get out of here.

Get out of here!

The Mecca Club on Fulton Street.

Yes, sir.

Listen, where'd you learn to order a real wine like this? My wife is Italian,

girlfriend is French. Both of them were born teachers.

Must keep you awful busy, huh?

Well, you know what they say. You want something done, you ask a man who's

Bert, I'm sorry we struck out with Joey.

Joey's in trouble, Michael.

Bert.

It's not Michael. It's Mike. All right?

I wouldn't want anything to happen to him. Can you put a man on him?

Well, we can't prove that he's in danger.

And we can't hold him on the off chance. No off chance, Michael. It's six to

one. He's a dead man.

Look, you can't spare the manpower.

Arrest him. Put him in jail. Just get him off the streets.

And just what do I arrest him for?

Pushing.

Wait a minute. Are you saying that Joey is a pusher?

If I were to go back and call on him and find ten bags of junk in, let's say,

the top right -hand drawer under his jammers, that would make him a pusher,

right?

Now, wait a minute. Are you talking about planning it on the guy?

Yeah, gets him off the street.

And it might put a big enough scare into him to make him tell me whatever I want

to know.

How tough would it be to borrow some doojies from your property room? Enough

make 10 or 12 bags.

Okay, nothing from your property room.

Give me an hour on the street, I'll come up with all the skag we need.

Bert.

Sergeant.

If you try that in this city, I'll tell you what I will do.

I will be standing right next to you when they book you.

I will click the camera when they mug you.

I will take you to your arraignment. I will testify against you.

And I'll tell you what else I'll do.

I'll give you a big smile when I visit the penitentiary to assist in the annual

magic show.

Two smiles, Bert, and count on it.

Hey.

Hear me, okay?

I got a partner dead in the ground.

He got a widow back there who calls me twice a week for a ten -minute cry.

And you know something? I cry right along with him.

What the hell do you guys do around here when a cop is offed?

Hand the widow the folded flag with laundry instructions and then forget

it?

Steve, why don't you take him down to the airport?

Put him on the plane. Make sure he doesn't get off.

My pleasure.

I forgot my credit card.

You wait here. I'll be right back.

I think the sergeant is a very complicated man.

And frustrated.

And violent.

Not in there. That is probably on its way back to Joey's.

Inspectors, A1 to headquarters.

Request a patrol unit at the Aldridge Hotel on Jones Street.

Room 412, pick up a...

Burt D 'Angelo.

He's trying to make a pickup with a Joey Latham at the same address.

Yeah, I got it. Seventh race, Baymeadows.

Now, figuring the difference in time...

They should be off and running in about 20 minutes.

Five dollars to show. I got it.

Okay.

Joey.

Hiya, Joey.

Gotcha.

Come on, Joey. Talk to me.

Come on. I need a name.

Bird, what are you doing? What are you pushing my buttons for? I got no name.

I need a name, Joey.

Who set us up?

Now, just wait a minute, will you?

You just wait a minute and just listen to me, huh?

Look, if I knew something, I'd tell you, wouldn't I?

Then why did you run when Mickey was burned?

Because you're a crazy man, Bert.

You know you're a crazy man.

You're to blame me.

How did it happen? Tell me. Who told you?

Come on.

It was on the streets. Everybody knew.

I mean, six guys came up and told me.

But I didn't know it was going to be a fix. Give me six different names.

I give you nothing.

You hear me, Bert?

Nothing.

Because if I do, they kill me.

I kill you if you don't.

Hey, there's some guy in the alley. He's got a gun. He's threatening to kill me.

He said he was going to shoot me. He's standing right here in the alley.

He's got a gun.

He was standing right here. He had a gun. He said he was going to kill me. He

was standing right there. Just calm down and give me your name.

Name?

Joey. Joey Latham.

You live in room 529?

Yeah, that's right.

Where else would he go except to Joe's? That's the only place I can think of.

Well, I tell you, I don't think Joey knows who killed Bert's partner.

You're going to have to convince Bert of that one. Yeah, we've got to find him

first. 1 Charlie 4 to Inspectors 8 -1.

Inspectors 8 -1, go ahead.

This is Sergeant Benson, Lieutenant.

We missed Bert D 'Angelo by just a couple of minutes. The chances are real

he's still in the neighborhood.

Work your way west of the hotel. Try to find him. We're coming in from the east.

If you see him...

Be very careful with him.

He's a guest in our city.

Yes, sir.

All right, Mr. Latham, we're going to look for him. You want to ride with us?

You know what he looks like.

Well, no, I'm expecting some calls. It's business.

If you need me, you know where I am, okay?

You know, Bird knows we're looking for him. He's too smart to hang around here.

He's not smart. He's dumb.

What do you got against him, anyway?

You mean besides the fact that he's abrasive, obnoxious, a smart guy, a wise

apple? Besides all that, yeah.

He has no respect for the law.

I can see that in some people, but not in the police.

Gee, I find Bird a very sensitive, perceptive young man.

You know what?

If you told him that, he'd bust you in the mouth.

Probably right, yeah.

Yeah, I got it. Number five, $20, on the nose.

Yeah, okay.

Charlie, what are you doing here?

I didn't tell him nothing!

Deep registration, Lieutenant, from, I'd say, at least the third floor.

Yeah, fourth.

All I can tell you for the moment is the deceased was pushed, jumped, or fell.

He was pushed.

Pushed.

Yeah, room's all smashed up, window's broken.

Found this, too.

Nine millimeter automatic, hmm?

That's right, and Bird owns a .38 Special. His is in property.

Well, it's possible they own another gun, you know.

It's also possible Burt could have been right. The guy that killed his partner

wants to kill Joey Latham.

Well, I'm way ahead of you.

Call New York and find out if they have a profile on the shell that killed

Burt's partner. It might match this one.

I'm way ahead of you.

They'll put out an APB on Burt D 'Angelo. I did that already.

Well, if you already did everything, what'd you come to me for?

For you to tell me what a good job I do.

Blue shirt, tie, dark slack.

He don't look wounded. Maybe he's gritting his teeth. Let's get him.

All right, up against the car.

Suspicion or murder one? What have you guys been popping? Zoom?

Who did I kill?

Bert, Joey's dead.

You're kidding.

No.

How?

Went out a window.

You guys think I did it?

Joey's my family. Who have I got? My wife, my girlfriend, the guys on the

and I got my stoolies.

Sure, I slapped Joey around once in a while, but it was good for him. Like a

kid, he expected it.

I wouldn't throw him out a window.

Somebody was shot in that room before he went out the window.

Okay. Why don't you see if I'm nicked, then?

You don't have... to do that i insist did you find a shell

call new york get a profile on the shell that off mickey see if there's a match

it's already in the works i take my shirt off you gentlemen

Albert, will you?

Put your shirt on, will you?

Well, looks like the lab found a couple of shards of bone.

Whoever got shot in that room was badly hurt. He's gonna need a doctor.

Okay.

So figure, before he tossed Joey, they tangled.

The killer got shot, and if he's hurt bad, maybe he's still around.

And if he's still around, he's mine.

How do you figure that?

The guy that iced Joey iced my partner Mickey.

I'll make book on it, six to one.

Bird, get out of town, please.

No way, Michael!

And let me tell you something else.

Don't hassle me.

Don't waste any of this fine talent you've got around here in bunches

because I'll give him a fit.

And if you do, Michael, I'll sign a complaint against you for harassing a

citizen.

Homicide. Stone.

Yeah.

Yes, I'll be right down.

No please this time.

Just leave town.

I don't think he likes me, Stephen.

Yeah, I don't know what gives you that idea, Bert.

Never shakes hands with me when he leaves the room.

I'm a toucher. I notice things like that.

Well, maybe he doesn't think you respect the law.

What do I know about the law?

I'm not a lawyer. I'm a cop. But it's your job to enforce it.

It's my job to protect people.

From the mugger, the rapist, the armed robber, the killer.

People like Joey.

Like my partner Mickey.

Did the law help them?

Did the law stop that killer?

All the laws in the world won't stop one man with a gun.

It's going to take me before somebody like me.

You know what? I'll do it any way I can.

Dangerous man, Bert.

That's right. Better be damn glad I'm on your side.

Father Care.

Yeah, this is Charles Miller.

I'm from New York.

I'm sure you remember me.

Charles Miller.

Yeah, are you in town?

I'm at the Caravan Motel on 3rd Street near the freeway.

I need your help.

Get over here.

Okay, it's all set.

All the hospitals are on the lookout for any man coming in with a wounded arm or

shoulder. Why an arm or a shoulder?

Well, the killer left the Aldridge Hotel just when the police arrived. He had to

be running.

And if he's hurt as bad as the M .E. said, then it wasn't his leg.

What do you got from ballistics?

Well, the same gun that killed Bert's partner.

Okay.

Where would a guy go that's been badly hurt for help?

The doctor.

All the legitimate doctors would call the police.

So this one would have to be a little bit on the shady side.

Maybe one that didn't have a license to practice.

If the gun is registered in New York and he had to make a fast connection, what

kind of shady doctor would he be looking for?

Ex -New York doc who couldn't practice in New York anymore?

So he worked his way to San Francisco.

What have we got?

A felon, once a doctor practicing in New York, now living in San Francisco.

Well, you got five?

Yeah, it looks that way.

I tell you what.

Let's check the files and see if we can come up with something on these names.

I'll take the top two, you take the bottom two.

If we strike out, we'll both take the guy in the middle. Fair enough.

Eight, nine, ten, and you win.

Georgia, if I were hurting real bad, where would I find a connection?

Just give me the bag, man, you promised.

First things first, baby. All right, what do you want?

Me?

I got a friend lying in a room. He's all bloody, but he can't go to a doctor.

What's my friend gonna do?

I don't know.

How am I supposed to know?

Well, you better come up with something for me, Georgia.

Come on, man.

I need it.

I need it.

Yeah, so do I. So does my friend, baby.

Maybe Jimbo.

Yeah, let's try Jimbo. He knows everything.

He's smart, huh? He's a pimp.

How smart can you get?

All right.

Where can we find Jimbo?

Oh, no, sir. Dr.

Sutterman passed on eight months ago.

Oh, I'm sorry. Oh, no, don't be.

His heart gave way while he was out jogging.

Hellman just loved to jog.

Got a license to carry this, Jimbo? What are you, selling licenses? What kind of

a ripoff is this? Turn around.

What is this?

Dialogue's gonna get you lumped, Jimbo.

Now listen.

I'm gonna shoot you with a little skag.

Street grade, but doogie all the same.

Then I'm gonna blow a little hole in your arm.

And I'm gonna watch and see which doc you go to for medical assistance when

you're loaded with dope.

Because you'll be very illegal at that point.

Why don't I just take you there?

That's a very good boy.

Nothing, huh?

Not a thing.

Well, our last man, Mr. Provick, on Presbury Street.

I'm sure you'll find your friend there, but I don't want any difficulty,

understand? Just one thing, Doc.

If you mention that address to anyone else, I'll come back here, and I'll

your arm in three places.

Thanks for the help.

You've been nifty, so keep the doogie. I got work to do, so take a walk for

yourself.

Mr. Pravik?

Yeah?

Or should I say, uh, Dr. Pravik?

No, just Mr. Pravik. I stopped practicing ten years ago. I'm retired.

My request?

There was some misunderstanding.

Arrested 62 for treating and not reporting gunshot wounds.

Got three years for accessory after the fact of murder. That's quite a

misunderstanding. It was a mistake. Was it a mistake in 49, 50, and 51?

All right.

What do you want?

A man from New York City with a gunshot wound?

Probably in the shoulder.

I don't do that anymore. I'm retired.

You're not answering the question.

Did anyone call?

Listen, why don't we go on downtown?

We'll talk about it. You can explain your income sources for the last few

minutes. All right, all right.

Yeah,

there was a call, but I didn't go.

What was his name?

Miller.

Charles Miller from New York, but... The address?

Well, I didn't treat the man.

What was the address?

Caravan Motel. He called me, but I didn't go.

All right, now, is there somebody else here today asking about this guy Miller?

A short while ago, yeah.

He already caved in the door.

Miller's not here.

Burt beat us to it.

I'll try to get him to New York.

He's crazy. He's out of his mind. But he is good.

He's a superstar.

Yeah. Yeah.

No, no, no, that's a description of Sergeant D 'Angelo. I don't know what

other guy looks like. He's just got his arm in a sling.

What's this, about two guys being picked up at the bus station, one with his arm

in a sling? Thank you very much.

The other one wasn't a guy.

Well, it's hard to tell these days. They all got long hair, sweaters, blue

jeans. It's hard to tell.

61, she's the guy without the mustache.

Well,

we've got everything covered.

Airport, bus station, train station, auto rentals.

I'll bet he's hiding somewhere waiting us out. No, he's too smart for that. The

longer he sticks around here, the easier it is for us to get him.

Bird slip out of town.

Is that the word for bird slip?

That's him.

Flip, slide, or sneak.

But how would he do it?

No way.

He's known every move we've made so far.

He's probably done them all himself.

What would he do, huh?

Travel a private plane.

We've got that covered.

Take a ferry to Tiburon.

We've got a man on there, too.

Slow boat to China.

Yeah, I wish he were on a slow boat.

Say that again.

Can't make it by lander air?

Right.

This is Lieutenant Stone.

Contact the Marine Exchange.

I want a list of all the sailings this afternoon between 3 and now.

Inspector Keller and I were heading for the Coast Guard.

We'll keep in touch.

You said the ones were the last to stop from Vancouver, right?

Sailed at 4. Six passengers.

Notify the Vancouver police.

Give them a full description.

Yes, sir.

The other two stop at the Orient, right?

10 -4.

We can forget about them.

Yeah, that leaves the Pioneer contractor.

Goes to Buenos Aires by way of Los Angeles to the Panama Canal.

Left a half hour ago.

Notify the Pioneer contractor.

Tell him to stand by to be boarded by the Coast Guard.

Yes.

Earth takes a boat to LA, a plane from there. He's pretty smart.

Gotcha. Try something.

Please, Charlie, try something. You are a stinking bucket of junk and I want to

kill you.

Just try something.

I want to see a lawyer. You're going to see a lot of lawyers. You're going to

see district attorneys, judges, appeals lawyers. You're going to do nothing but

see lawyers sit down.

It's a long way to New York.

You can't do that.

You gotta have extradition papers to take me back to New York. The boat's

moving. I can't stop the boat. I have no jurisdiction at sea.

When I get back, I'm gonna tell them I was kidnapped.

And I'm gonna tell them how I found you walking around on Times Square in a

daze. And you know what?

They're going to believe me.

Because all the boys back at the precinct are dying to say hello to you.

Take out your cuffs.

Slap it in your left wrist.

Put your hands behind your back.

Turn around.

Why did you hit Mickey?

He's gotten away. You're the one they wanted.

Getting too close. Pushing too hard.

Come on.

Where are we going?

Splash.

Watch it. He's got a down show. All right, Kirk.

That's a good idea. Why don't you do that, Charlie? Go ahead and jump.

Then I won't get you and Michael won't get you. The sharks will get you.

And we'll all have something to watch.

Go on, jump.

Come on, get down here. Get over there.

You're a gutless lowlife.

Will you shut up?

Charlie Miller, you're under arrest for the murder of Joey Latham. Do you know

your rights?

Don't worry, Charlie.

They tell me California is the Garden of Eden. For murder, they send you to the

country club for, say, ten years.

So the day you get out, I'll be there with a warrant and a set of extradition

papers, okay?

Are you finished?

Yeah.

Okay, then shut up.

Get around there. They're waiting for us.

Okay, you've had your fun now. Unlock these, huh? The keys are in the pocket.

Sorry, Bert. You're under arrest, too.

I'm under arrest? What for?

Because what you did was very, very illegal.

Getting kidnapped is against the law since when? Now, you know better than

Bert.

Attempting to move a felon across state line?

I wasn't moving him. He was moving me. But it's your responsibility to tell us

where he was and you knew he was on the boat.

I couldn't find him.

There's a lot of rooms on that tub.

I am. He had a gun on me. He's going to take me to New York.

A likely story.

I just happen to believe.

I'm going to throw the book at you, Bert.

The book hasn't been printed yet, Michael.

The court is only interested in facts and the only facts you can testify to

who was wearing the handcuffs and who was holding the gun.

Okay, come on, Steve. Here, buddy.

Unlock these. They're cutting off my circulation.

You know, maybe you ought to wait to get to the station.

What about the airport?

Steve, is this the way you treat a guest in Frisco?

Bert, hey!

San Francisco!

Frisco!

Whatever.

Let's give this one to Dietrich and Weiss.

Hi, Steve.

I thought you went to New York yesterday. That's what you get for

How's it going, Michael?

Mike.

Thank you.

Say, if you don't have any way of getting down to the airport, Steve can

you down there.

It's been nice.

I think he likes me. Oh, yeah? He shook hands with me. I think that's his way of

saying goodbye.

Where's he going?

He's not going anywhere. It's where you're going. I'm going to Chinatown.

And then I'm going to take the ferry to Tiburon and back.

And then I'm going to go down fishing with Worf.

I thought you hated San Francisco.

It's not love at first sight.

Kind of gross on you, though, doesn't it?

That's a lot of things.

Nothing's been the same since Mickey was killed. I've been kind of looking

around. I called my wife. She doesn't hate the idea of moving to Frisco. What

about your girlfriend?

Well... She says if it's good enough for my wife, it's good enough for her.

Well, it'd be like starting all over again, Bert, but you probably could

you know, some kind of job here in the department.

Well, that wouldn't be so bad, working with guys like you and Michael.

You two guys are cream of the crop.

If it wasn't for you, I would be floating face down in the bay right now.

No, Bert, I think you could take care of yourself okay.

No, really, I gotta hand it to you. You guys are good cops.

You were with me every step of the way, and when it came down to the real

Mahaskis, you were right there. My hat is off to you.

Well, that's very big of you, Bert. Thank you very much.

Frisco's finest.

But you wouldn't last ten minutes in New York.