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1 Adam 12, 1 Adam 12, a 211 in progress.

1 Adam 12, handle code 3.

Blue steel revolver, unknown caliber.

Vehicle was a 1967 Ford two-door, white over blue.

California plate.

First three letters, Ocean Adam King, unknown numbers.

Suspect got away with approximately $300 in currency, small bills.

Had a 459 from a camper last night.

Vehicle was parked in victim's driveway.

Now, the thief ripped off three fishing rods, a tackle box, and a pair of custom

-made western boots.

Boots are described as brown, rough-out leather bottoms, calf leather tops with

a green cactus design.

Hey, Matt, you have a pair of boots like that, don't you?

Yeah, I did, until last night.

Well, it shouldn't be too hard to trace down a pair of size 13 boondockers with

pretty little cactuses on the side, should it?

The size is 11.

Oh, we'll make a note of that.

Mac, was the camper locked?

Well, of course it was locked.

Hey, look, before you comics make too much of this, I'm offering a pair of

steak dinners to whoever turns up the thief. With the boots.

Okay?

All right, that's it. Hit the streets.

That's smart.

It's getting as bad out here as it is downtown.

Some guys come up with a theory that in time, people are going to build up a

tolerance to hydrocarbons. Of course, it might take a couple of generations.

That's something nice to look forward to.

One atom, 12. One atom. Adam 12, a 459 report.

Comac Ranch, one half mile past the Cagle Canyon turnoff.

The PR will meet you at the stables.

One Adam 12, roger.

You probably got here quick.

Henry Comack's the name. I own the place.

I'm Officer Malloy. This is my partner, Officer Reed. What happened, Mr. Comack?

Well, I broke into my tack room and ripped the lock and the hasp right off

the door and got my silver-mounted parade saddle.

Anything else?

Yeah. Went in through the window of the hand quarters, just about cleaned Johnny

out.

They got a radio, some money, and his gold rodeo buckle.

What's Johnny's last name, Mr. Comack?

Johnny Bear Killer.

He's a Blackfoot Indian, full blood.

Working for me close to 10 years.

Went to San Bernardino last night to see his folks. Got back a while ago and

found the place cleaned up.

That dang saddle cost me $2,500 back in the 40s. Be three times that now. Can

you describe the saddle?

Sure. Brown leather with solid silver trim. It had a $20 gold piece mounted in

the saddle horn. Been there the same year I was born, 1913.

There was a time folks could leave their doors open and not worry about it.

Not anymore.

Where's Mr. Bearkiller now?

Oh, he found some dirt bike tracks leading back into the hills. Johnny

saddled up to go trail him. Dirt bikes usually make a lot of noise, Mr. Comack.

Didn't you hear anything last night?

I don't sleep with my hearing aid on, young fella, and without it, I couldn't

hear a feisty bull in the next room.

Here comes Johnny. He must have found something.

I got him pegged, Mr. Comack.

The tracks lead straight up to the abandoned mine shaft up on Canyon Flats.

Ah, good boy, Johnny. Are you sure? Those hills must be full of bike tracks.

Officer, I know how to follow a trail. I'll fill him back in.

Did you get a good look at their location?

Afraid to get too close. Afraid I might spook them.

But I saw the bikes. One was orange, the other was green. Did you see anyone up

there? No, but they're up there all right. They had a radio going full

blast. Probably my radio.

It's one of those transistors.

They came down from the hill, parked right over there by that tree.

Then went back up the same way.

Come back, Mr. Bearkiller.

This is Sergeant McDonald.

Well, from what Reed tells me, the suspects may be in a mine shaft up on

the hill. Right.

How close can we get with the car?

No way. You got to walk, ride a horse, or do what they did, use bikes.

You fellas done any horse biking?

All right, not if we can help it. What about Air 10 or the Jeep?

No, I just checked. Air 10's on another case in West Valley, and the Jeep won't

be available for three-quarters of an hour.

They'll be gone by then, and so will my rodeo buckle.

Yeah, and my silver-mounted parade saddle.

You mean the police department's just gonna stand here and let them fellas

ride off into the sunset with our stuff, and you can't do anything about it?

All right, let's go.

Saddle up some mounts for them, Johnny.

Uh, big gentle ones.

A horse that's got to have some spirit. Ain't good for nothing without it.

The only place for a horse with no metal to him is on one of them merry-go

-rounds, I always say.

I'd like to go with you, fellas.

I haven't been able to ride for a year now.

Doc's orders.

I'm still saddling, though.

All right, let's see. We need a CC unit, shotgun, and flashlights for the mine

shaft. Now, wait a minute, Mac.

We didn't call you. What are you doing here?

What do you mean?

You don't really think the same guys that stole the saddle are the ones that

ripped off your boots?

No, I just dropped by to supervise.

459 report, Mac?

Come on, now, you wouldn't try to do us out of two steak dinners, would you?

Of course not.

Hey, take it easy, will you, Horst?

Come on, Mac, you're holding the reins too tight. Okay,

okay, I got it. Take it easy.

The bikes are gone.

The entrance goes back 160 feet.

They couldn't have the bikes anywhere.

Is the trail the only way down from here?

Yep. I've scouted these hills for ten years. If they want out, they gotta come

this way.

Max, suppose you and Johnny stay here. Jim and I will go down into the shaft.

If they get by us, you can stop them.

Right.

She's not talking.

Well, she didn't shout, so they're probably gone.

You stay here with her. Malloy and I will check out the mine.

Hey, that's my buckle. Yeah, I saw it, John. You'll have to hold it for

evidence. You'll get it back later.

Anything else left in there?

Oh, yeah.

This wasn't their first job.

That place is about half full of all kinds of riding equipment. Yeah, except

for cowboy boots.

Air 10 to 1L20. Air 10 to 1L20.

1L20 to Air 10, go.

We're available now and en route to your location.

Are there any dirt bikes involved in your deal?

Roger, Air 10. Two.

One orange, one green.

Possibly still in the vicinity of our location.

Roger. We've spotted probable suspects two miles away from your location,

heading for Foothill Boulevard.

We'll stick with them and have them checked out.

Roger, Air 10, and thanks.

KMA 367.

I guess that about wraps it up.

Not quite.

We've still got to get all this stuff down off the hill.

Put some of it in the jeep, the rest we can take down on the horses.

Well, I'll tell you one thing is not going back down that hill on a horse.

Me.

You get a DR number yet? Yeah.

You owe me 20 cents.

What for?

For the coffee. You said you were going to buy it.

Oh, yeah.

All I got is 20.

Oh, wait a minute.

19.

Well, howdy, Tex.

I hear you and your partner here made a good bust today.

I'll bet you thought the old Wes was dead.

Well, I hope you remember to leave a silver bullet behind.

Listen, fellas, I'm taking up a collection.

That's for a good cause.

Everybody's kicking in.

Me and Mac gave five, each.

Oh, it must be a good cause if you gave five bucks, Ed.

What's the pitch?

No pitch this time, Aloy. It's for real.

See, this guy just came in the station. He had his wife and baby with him.

Kid's got a brain tumor.

They're trying to get him to a hospital in San Francisco.

You ought to see him, Pete.

Right out of the Graves of Wrath.

Why'd he come here?

Well, poor guy's tapped out.

He had car trouble in Barstow.

Took everything he had to get it fixed.

Plus a couple gallons of gas.

Where are they from?

Little town in New Mexico.

Tucumcari.

I phoned the paper.

They sent over a reporter. He's in.

Talking to him now in the sergeant's office.

So... What about it, fellas?

Anything at all would sure help.

Buy it off. Thanks, Chief. That's great.

20 bucks? Fantastic.

Not 20, Ed. Five.

Oh.

Okay.

Well, there you go.

Thanks again, fellas.

These people are really appreciated.

I'll get the reports approved.

The Bay Bridge Hospital in San Francisco.

Yes, sir.

Doc called. He called from Tucumcari, and he made all the arrangements for the

operating. All we got to do is get little RJ there by tomorrow.

When did you leave Tucumcari, Mr. Hobbs?

Day before yesterday.

Of course, we didn't figure on the car breaking down.

We didn't know little RJ had one of them brain tumor things.

We just thought he naturally poorly...

And then Doc Caller said that if he didn't have operation, why, he just

wasn't gonna make it.

Me and Wilberta here, we sold everything we had to make this trip.

This wasn't enough.

Well, that type of operation can be very expensive, Mr. Hobbs.

Oh, yes, sir, but Doc Caller said we don't have to worry about that none.

All we gotta do is get little RJ up there as quick as we can.

He said they got a doctor up there that's real good at that kind of

operating.

How much did you get?

96 bucks.

I ought to get him to San Francisco, okay.

Yeah, if that heap doesn't break down again.

Well, Bertha here, she's got a brother in Clovis.

What's his name?

Maybe we could put a call in to him.

Buck Fleming.

But he ain't no better off than we are.

Uh, Mr. Hobbs?

Some of us took up a collection, and I just hope it's enough.

No, officer, I won't be beholden. It just ain't my nature.

Mr. Hobbs, you're not going to be beholden to anybody.

Come on, take it.

For the baby.

Well, if you just consider it a loan.

Thank you. Thank you very kindly.

And don't you worry. I'm going to pay you back.

I'm going to pay you back.

Well, time to get back on the streets.

Hi, you got trouble?

Yeah, I got a loose vacuum line here somewhere.

John, he keeps whistling on me.

You live around here?

Yeah, Lakeview Terrace.

I'm Walt Jeffries.

That's a good-looking pair of boots, Mr. Jeffries. Where'd you get them?

I had them made in a little place in Tijuana.

Interesting design.

Well, the guy that made them said they was the only pair like them with this

design. They wouldn't happen to be size 11, would they?

Yeah, they would.

Say, why all this interest in my boots?

Do you have any identification?

Sure I do.

What's this all about?

I had him make this for me same time he made the boots.

Same design.

I work Malibu Station, morning watch.

Now, would you mind telling me what's up?

I think your little old bootmaker may have been romancing you, Jeffries. Those

aren't the only boots around with that design.

Our sergeant had an identical pair ripped off from his camper last night.

He had them made in Mexico, too. Probably the same bootmaker.

Even the same size.

How about that?

I've had these for over a year now. You know, I thought I had something special.

Yeah, so did we.

Pete Malloy, my partner, Jim Reed. Hi.

How are you?

Funny coincidence, though, isn't it? I mean, same design, same color and size.

Yeah, we thought for sure that we had ourselves a couple of steak dinners.

Take it easy, Jeffrey. Yeah, you do the same.

I could use some lead. How about you? Okay.

All units on frequency one, meet 1L90 on tack two.

1 Adam 12 to 1L90, go.

1L90 to all units, the station is under sniper fire.

Unknown at this time how many suspects are involved.

Squad has been notified.

1 Adam 12, set up a command post at Evans and Fillmore.

Deploy perimeter units and stand by for 1L30.

Handle code three.

One Adam 12, roger.

One Adam 12 to all available units, identify yourselves.

One X-ray 14, available.

One X-ray 14, roger. All units, stand by. What do we have?

Eight units, seven black and white and one plainclothes car. We'll need five

units to set up a printer.

Good, have the plainclothes car meet us at the command post.

One X-ray 19, block traffic.

There's one out of 12. All remaining units, meet this unit at the command

post, Evans and Fillmore.

Air 10 to 1, Adam 12, come in.

Adam 12, go.

Air 10, we made a low pass over the station. The best we can tell, there is

one sniper located.

Roger, Lieutenant. Can you give us a description?

Suspect is a male Caucasian wearing gray pants and a maroon plaid shirt.

Suspect is armed with a high-powered rifle.

One-handed 12-Roger. Maintain surveillance.

Let's make our move.

We'll use the vice unit to get as close to X-ray 14 as a backup. I'll clear for

the L-30 right now.

One Adam 12 to L-90. One L-90, go.

We're making our move, Mac. L-30 has the command post. Advise holding fire.

One L-90, roger.

We still haven't seen the suspects.

One Adam 12 to Air 10.

Roger, One Adam 12, we copied.

The suspect is now behind a green pickup on the north side of the station, mid

-block.

Roger, Air 10, keep us posted.

and the next block's about as close as we can get.

One out of 12.

Be advised, the suspect is attempting to get between the houses north of the

station.

He's firing at us. We're going higher out of range.

Take off.

Let's go.

Adam 12, roger.

Freeze, mister!

Adam 12 to L30, we have the suspect in custody.

Request an ambulance, shots fired.

You guys think it was rough outside, you should have been in the coffee room

where we were.

They had a clean shot at us through the window.

And I'm trying to turn out the lights.

You know how hard it is to hit one of those light fixtures with a broom

handle? I'll bet it's even harder when you're hiding under the table.

Wells? Oh, hi, Mac.

We're still looking for your boots.

Sorry to hear about them not being originals.

You know, Mac, you've got to be leery of those people in gift shops.

Oh, yeah, I suppose you could spot a phony a mile off, right?

Why, certainly.

Why? What's bugging you, Mac?

Well, I just got a call from that reporter about your friend, Mr. Hobbs.

And there is no Dr.

Caldwell in Tucumcari, New Mexico.

And the Bay Bridge Hospital never heard of your friend, Mr.

Hobbs. And a check with the Clovis police hasn't turned up anybody named

Buck Fleming.

Well, it must be some mistake.

Hey, Hobbs was on the level. I'd swear to it.

Yeah, well, after I got the call from the reporter, I checked out Hobbs with

NCIC.

And he's got a rap sheet on Bunko and half the states west of the Mississippi.

Take a look at it.

Oh, well, now, wait a minute, you guys.

I mean, he said it was a loan.

We'll pay it back.

Yeah, look.

I got his home number in Tucumcari, right here.

No.