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Gentlemen, how are you?

Keller, Homicide.

Winston Stiles, please.

Sorry I'm late.

It just wrapped up.

How'd you make out?

Board ruled it a
justified shooting.

You're in the clear?

Yeah.

Mr. Stiles, I remind you,
you're still under oath.

Be seated.

Mr. Stiles, you
have already testified

that you were one of the four
persons in the Dauber home

the night he, his wife,
and daughter were slain.

Yes.

And the other three were?

Gareth Foster and them.

Let the record
show that the witness

is identifying the defendants.

And yet we have heard both
Nick and Marie Tannenger testify

that they were not present
in the Dauber home that night,

deny ever having seen them.

Mm-hmm, yes, they lied.

I didn't hear you.

I said that they lied.

They were there.

Tell us again, Mr. Stiles,

why were they there?

To Kidnap Mr. Dauber.

Again, sir, why?

Mr. Dauber was president
of an oil company.

We had had
demonstrations at his office

back when we were
into social causes.

Uh, he was picked at random

as a symbol of
the establishment.

And who picked him?

Nick did, Nick Tannenger did.

All right, Mr. Stiles,
you were going to kidnap

Mr. Dauber for
half a million dollars.

What went wrong?

What went wrong?

Uh, what went wrong was,
we never expected Mr. Dauber

to have the guts that he had.

He just wasn't going
to be intimidated by us.

While Marie was
tying up Mrs. Dauber,

the old man jumped Nick
and knocked his gun away.

Nick yelled at Marie to shoot.

She did.

She just let go.

And then Nick got his gun

and he killed the old lady.

And he just kept firing.

I couldn't believe
what was happening.

Then Nick turned
to shoot the girl.

Gareth saw what was
happening and he tried

to stop it by
getting in the way.

Well, in a few seconds
they were all dead.

Gareth... all of them were dead.

Gareth Foster was
killed accidentally?

Yes, yes, sir.

But his body wasn't
found in the home.

No, no, uh, he was dumped

later in an alley.

Nick said we had to get
Gareth out of the house,

get rid of his body.

That was the last
time I saw Gareth.

I remind the jury that,

according to Inspector
Steve Keller's testimony,

the body of Gareth Foster
was found in an alley

on 19th Street
the following day.

One last question, Mr. Stiles.

Why was it necessary to
kill Mrs. Dauber and the girl?

Yeah, that's what I
asked Nick later myself.

The answer he gave
me was, "No witnesses."

Thank you.

Mr. Stiles...

Gareth Foster was a good
friend of yours, was he not?

And isn't it true
that your motive

in being a witness
for the prosecution

was to avenge the
death of your good friend?

No, no, that wasn't
the point at all.

Gareth and I had
agreed to the kidnapping,

but we never
bargained for murder.

And isn't it true that
Gareth and you had

a homosexual relationship?

Objection!

Isn't that why you
invented this pack of lies...

To avenge the
death of your lover?!

I must object, Your Honor.

Counsel has no right to
characterize this testimony.

It is for the jury to decide
who's telling the truth here,

and I further object
to his again bringing up

the homosexual relationship.

That point has
already been conceded.

Both objections sustained.

You have any more
questions, Mr. Banchik?

None, Your Honor.

Then, this court
will stand in recess

until 9:00 a.m.
tomorrow morning.

All cautions to
the jury will apply.

Court's adjourned.

That defense attorney is rough.

I'm not looking forward
to another day of cross.

Oh, I wouldn't
worry about it, Dan.

You can handle it.

Yeah, he put us
through the wringer

because we headed
the investigation,

we got Stiles' confession,

but you, well, you turned in a
good, clean, heads-up collar.

There's nothing he
can challenge there.

I made detective
on that one arrest.

What do I do if he
hassles me on that?

What are you talking about?

Any cop who can take Nick
Tannenger one-on-one at night,

believe me, you deserve
your shield, you know.

Right.

Susan!

Free Nick and Marie!

Free Nick and Marie,
free Nick and Marie!

Free Nick and Marie!

Free Nick and Marie!

It's gonna be a long time

before those two hit
the pavement again.

Yeah.

What about them?

- The Tannenger family.
- Free Nick and Marie!

Free Nick and Marie!

Yeah, they're
going to be around,

and don't think
Stiles doesn't know it.

Free Nick and Marie,
free Nick and Marie!

So... what did you finally
tell those bozos at Berkeley?

I didn't tell them anything yet,

but I'm thinking
about it seriously.

Not because of that
shooting inquiry?

No, not that, it's, it's just...

Teacher, huh, schoolteacher?

Yeah.

You belong in the classroom

about as much as I
belong in the Ballet Russe.

Well, listen, where
did you park?

I'm parked right out
front... No parking zone.

That figures.

Can I drop you off downtown?

Steve and I are having dinner
at Minelli's, maybe see a movie.

We thought you
might like to join us

since I'm paying for the meal.

You don't know
how lucky you are.

It kills me to say no,

but I'm going
home to Stroganoff,

sour cream and noodles,

silverware... Real
silverware... napkins.

Ooh, Jeannie's home, isn't she?

Mm-hmm, Jeannie's
home, that's right, so have

a good time, fellas, I'll
see you in the morning.

Okay.

He never made the majors, right?

I seen him play in
the minors, you know.

He batted about,
oh, .340 with Seattle.

You look a little more
rested today, Mrs. Whalen.

Thank God I'm only a
diabetic, not an alcoholic.

A boozer would go crazy
on a long trial like this.

Mrs. Kline?

You dropped your notes.

Oh, thank you, dear.

Another day.

They say we'll be through in
maybe three or four more days.

I'm up to here with laugh shows.

I miss the news; I don't
know what the hell is going on.

I know he's a pro and I
just don't want him to think

I got my detective
shield out of a grab bag.

No, I wouldn't worry about it.

That's just Mike.

If he didn't like you,
you'd know about it.

What, you got a
police radio in this?

Yeah, CB, the works.

Does Mike know about this car?

No, I don't think so.

Hey, maybe he'd like to borrow
it when this case wraps up.

Does he like to fish?

Does Mike like to fish?

The only thing he
caught was in handcuffs.

See you tonight.

So what do you think, babe?

I think it can work.

Come on.

Yeah, I know, I know.

He got the same offer last
year and the year before,

but this time...

no, this time he's
really thinking about it.

Well, I hope so.

- What?
- I mean it, Mike.

Steve will make a
dynamite teacher.

Associate professor...

That's what they're
dangling in front of him now,

and money, good money.

That's great.

You want the best
for Steve, don't you?

No, of course I
want the best for him,

but, well, he's too
good on the streets

to be putting chalk
on a blackboard.

Well, like I said, he'll
make a fine teacher.

He's already a fine cop.

Well, what can I say?

You want me to put out
a contract on Berkeley?

Hey, Mike,

why don't you offer
Steve something

that'll make him
indebted to you?

The old-time kings used
to do that, you know,

to solidify their kingdoms.

No.

They used to offer
their daughters.

I've already tried.

- Oh, you did, did you?
- Mm-hmm,

and he said that if that was
all the kingdom had to offer,

he would settle for Des Moines.

Oh... Careful now.

You think you're
really funny, don't you?

You could get hurt now.
You can get hurt that way,

- you know you can.
- You never even said how good

- the Stroganoff was, you ingrate.
- It was the best.

Oh.

You got it pretty
good, don't you?

Of course I have.

Then, lighten up, huh?

Stop worrying about Steve.

Well, if I didn't worry
about the two of you...

My little girl and my partner...
I'd have nothing to worry about.

Right, so you say it'll be empty

four days before they move it?

Yeah.

What about the license plate?

Hey, I got 'em.

I'm even gonna make
up a little sign for 'em, too.

Yeah, how about "Gone fishing"?

- You like that?
- "Gone till 12:00."

Give me a minute, wait a minute.

Maybe this is a
good time to lay back

and figure out what
we're getting into here.

Hey, babe...

I mean, we know what we're into.

- You sure?
- Yeah.

How about you?

Of course.

Sure.

This isn't Dick and Jane
Go to Grandma's, you know?

Once we push the
button, it's a federal crime.

We're in the clear
now, we're straight,

but once we go, if it sours,

it means prison,
maybe the gas chamber.

I know.

I understand.

- Has to be done.
- That's right.

It has to be done, so, uh...

let's get it on, huh?

All right, it's on.

Yeah, I visited him
in the hospital, oh,

five or six times since they
took my bullet out of him.

You know what really bothers me?

How a 17-year-old
kid like that thinks.

He steals a car, right?

Then when he's
busted, he pulls out a.38.

I mean, what makes him
think he can go one-on-one

with a cop who's
trained to use a gun.

Get any answers?

Nope. Sure got a lot
of questions, though.

Did the, uh... shooting
have anything to do

with you thinking about,
uh, leaving the department?

Sure, that was part of it, yeah.

But it goes deeper.

That's why I'm
thinking about teaching.

You know, criminology,

find some answers to
some of those questions,

what makes a kid like that tick.

Then it's not using the
gun that's bothering you?

Yeah.

Yeah, it is.

Uh... sometimes I'm
tempted to, uh, hesitate

when I see somebody,
uh, innocent-looking.

What about someone
like Nick Tannenger?

Why, that bothers you?

I don't know.

When I saw him that
night on Broadway,

he spotted me, too,
ducked into a doorway.

And I could see...

his hand go into his pocket.

It was like slow motion,

the automatic coming
back out into his hand.

In four years, I've seen a
lot of people blown away,

seen what a Magnum slug can do.

Well, I had sort of a
choice: go for my gun...

or throw a shoulder
into him and go for his.

Pretty dumb, huh?

Well, by the book, yeah,
but you took the man alive.

I mean, he's standing trial.

There's a lot of
people very happy

to see that man stand trial.

Hey. This is mine, remember?

The decision to shoot or not,

does it get any easier
with experience?

No. No, I think it gets
tougher, at least for most of us.

Cancelling somebody
out, you know?

Think we'll get a
conviction on the trial?

Yeah, it's a lock. See ya.

And when my son
called last night,

the lady deputy sat right
there on the other phone

and listened to
every word we said.

Same breakfast every morning...

it's like we're the prisoners.

I think my thermometer
must be broken.

I took my temperature
this morning, it was normal.

- Morning.
- Morning, ma'am.

If you phone your dad again,

tell him to drop
by the restaurant

after this thing
blows over, huh?

All right, sit down somewhere.

Don't get up, don't scream!

Jesus, Mary and Joseph!

Geez, we're being kidnapped?

Gary!

C'mon, get on it!

We got a man down!
Get an ambulance.

You get on a radio, tell the
brass what's goin' down here!!

Hurry up!

That was your big
night on the town, huh?

- That was it.
- A movie on backpacking?

In the Sierras, right.

It was very interesting.

Yeah, it was quite something.

We learned about rock climbing,
pitching tents, making fires,

you should see
it, it's on tonight if...

C'mon, for a guy who won't
even walk to the delicatessen,

I can just see you
with a sixty-pound pack.

So that's what you do, huh?

One of those gung-ho fellas

who eats dried food
and freezes his... his feet?

Mike!

The jury's been kidnapped!
The whole damn jury!

♪♪

All right, come on!

Out!

Well, move it!

The tape, the tape...
where's the tape?

You've got it, I gave it to you.

Oh yeah, I got it.

All right, get on this thing,

get this back to the car barn.

All right, come on, let's go.

This way, come on.

Come on, move it along!

What happened, Morton?

Deputy's been hit, sir.

Citizen reports that shots
have been fired from the bus.

How bad is he?

Could've been a lot worse.

They must've pumped
a whole clip at him.

We got an APB
working on that bus?

No, sir, sorry about that.

I didn't find out what
went down until right now

when I was talking
to the deputy.

I got it.

Anybody else hurt?

Not that I know of, sir.

They kept the place
pretty well clear,

until they took the jury out.

Is that the Tannenger jury, sir?

That's what it was, yeah.

Oh... dear... Move it.

Lieutenant... APB's laid on.

Okay, good. Tell 'em I
want the bridges covered.

Notify the Marin County
police that... never mind, I'll do it.

♪♪

Take a look at
all those casings.

It must've been an
automatic weapon.

Yes, sir, M-16.

How do you know all that?

- I was in the Army. In 'Nam.
- Mike!

They spotted the bus going
south on Mission, past Tenth.

Okay, listen, get those casings
to the lab as soon as possible.

Morton, come along with us.

I need all the units we can get!

Yes, sir!

All right, stay on Van Ness,

get to 12th, then
cross over to Mission.

Inspectors eight-one
to headquarters.

In pursuit of a silver Mark Four
tour bus going south on Mission.

Request you clear frequency

for all-out unit
pursuit and intercept.

How would you call it?

Could be. Close in.

Three-Henry-seventeen...

Possible subject vehicle
sighted Mission and Seventeenth.

Proceeding at posted speed.

Three-Henry-seventeen.

Maintain visual contact,
do not apprehend.

Vehicle may contain hostages.

I repeat, do not apprehend.

Just paste it on, Ms. Kline.

It'll help the
communication problem.

All right, let me go
over the rules briefly.

No noise will be permitted.

Someone will be
on guard at all times

and although we don't
want to use these, we will.

Miss, this lady, Mrs. Whalen,

is a diabetic.

Will any provisions
be made for her?

No.

Any other questions?

Yeah, do you mind telling us
what the hell this is all about?

I thought that
was pretty obvious.

Not to me, it isn't.

The case was already a mistrial.

Isn't that what you
people are after, a mistrial?

You are being held
for the release of

Nick and Marie Tannenger...

and a suitable ransom.

This is crazy. They're
not gonna let 'em go.

That's crazy.

Everything's ready below!

All right, come on,
get moving! Get below!

Get below fast! Move!

All right, we're going!

Easy with that gun, will you?

Watch out.

Ooh, it's dark down here.

Watch out!

Inspectors eight-one in
high-speed pursuit of vehicle

going west on Monterey.

To all units, Monterey
and Nineteenth.

♪♪

All right, check all the loading
docks, all you guys, hurry up!

- Yes, sir!
- All the loading docks!

Deputy and bus driver tied up,

Dan's taking care of them.

Found this by the bus driver's
seat, he must've dropped it.

They really pulled it, huh?

Yeah.

No driver, no jury.

All right, come on through.

You might as well sit
down, get comfortable.

You're gonna be
in here for a while.

Miss... maybe the
other young lady

didn't hear me
when I asked before,

but what happens to us

if the authorities don't
let your friends go?

I wouldn't worry about
that, Mr. Barbatto...

Mr. Barbatto

is supposed to worry about us.

He is our jury foreman.

We have a right to know.

In time, okay?

This is as good a time as any.

Right now!

All right.

A set of demands
is being delivered,

they'll have it soon.

It calls for a schedule
of executions

if there is no compliance,

or if they don't
take us seriously.

Executions?

Oh, my God.

I have to go to the
bathroom, please.

I am speaking to you as
one of the many friends

of Nick and Marie Tannenger.

Their recent trial
has convinced us

that the American
legal system is a farce,

and so we have
decided to hold it hostage.

The Tannenger jury
is now in our custody.

They will live or
die at our discretion

until certain
conditions are fulfilled.

Here are the demands:

The Tannengers must
be released at once.

You will fly them, and those
wishing to leave with them,

to a free country
of our choosing.

You will pay a forfeit
of five million dollars

for the freedom of
your 12 representatives.

You have 33 hours to
announce your compliance

and to make all arrangements.

At 6:00 p.m. tomorrow,

if you have not
agreed to our demands,

the first of your jurors
will be executed...

and the rest will follow.

You are now on notice.

The clock is running.

Idiots! Those weirdoes are
gonna kill mailmen and housewives

because the system bugs them.

"Free country of their
choice," where's that?

You know that's got
to be the Rosen girl.

All right.

We got... Susan Rosen,
Arlen Washington,

Gary Jelinek, Barbara Ross.

Now there's your
Tannenger family.

We have all the investigation
jackets on them right here,

all the interrogation reports,

everything on them, except
where they are right now.

Well, the ball is
in your court, Mike.

You handle the investigation.

I'll give you all the
back up you need.

And what I need from
you is man power.

- Okay.
- I need all the men you can spare

from the Detective Division,

all the guys in uniform
ought to be in O.T.,

vacations cancelled...

You got it. Let
me fill in the chief.

City Hall's going to have to
make some kind of statement.

As soon as what's on this
tape gets onto the street

everybody's gonna
expect an answer.

All right, I'll have it duped.

One for the Mayor's office,
and one for the Chief of Police.

The original stays
right here with us.

Time is running.

How many copies
of photos you want?

Who know? 50, 150? Who
knows how many copies you need?

There's one thing
I do know though,

we got to talk to
those deputies again.

The ones who were on that bus.

- Lieutenant?
- Yes.

I'd like to follow through
on one thing, if it's okay.

What's that?

I used to work part-time

down at the city bus
barn summer vacations.

The drivers used
to log in and log out

time and mileage every day.

That's good. Then we can
tell how far the bus went

and narrow down the area.

Go ahead. Follow
through on that.

Right.

Guy's smart.

Yeah, he's got plenty up here.

He's a little rough
around the edges,

but, oh, he's loaded up here.

Okay, who we gonna take with us?

Marsden from Undercover,
he's pretty savvy

with the radical groups.

Gordy Walton...

- How about Fletcher?
- Good man.

"Oh, my God...

I don't want to die like this.

We're not gonna die, dear.

Yeah, sure, Mrs. Straus,

those are toy guns
those freaks are carrying.

Just ask the deputy they
shot outside the restaurant.

I don't think there's any
sense in talking like that.

I think Breitback is
right; the police'll find us

And they'll get us
out... The police?

The police are
going to look here?

All right, then we've got
to try to help ourselves.

If they're gonna lock
us up alone like this,

maybe we could put
together some kind of a plan.

Shh...! You
shouldn't talk like this.

Maybe they have a
microphone hidden someplace.

We can't just sit. We've
got to help ourselves.

We can't depend on
anyone finding us here.

Boy, are we in big trouble.

I've been looking at all of you,

and there isn't a single
person here I'd want

to be stuck in an elevator
with, let alone life or death.

There isn't a soul in this room
that's gonna take on those kids.

James.

James was in Vietnam.
He was a soldier.

Like I said, big trouble.

All right, this is your lunch.

Maybe we'll bring
some coffee later.

Here's a can opener.

Miss, that lady, Mrs.
Whalen, she's not well.

She's in the restroom.

She needs insulin,
or something like that.

Is there any way you
could get it for her?

Sure, Mr. Barber, I'll run
right down to Speedy Mart.

Hey, listen...

This is a serious thing.

Without medicine,
Mrs. Whalen could...

Well, she should
have her medicine.

Well, I suggest that
we just wait and see

where her name
falls on the list, hmm?

On what list?

What list?!

I was in the back
on the floor, man.

I heard the shot and some
people scared, you know?

Moaning, like
that, nothing else.

I was pretty scared myself.

What about the traffic?
Come on. You're a driver.

You can tell if it
was heavy traffic,

you're stopping
at a lot of lights.

What about a cable car route?

Did you feel the
tracks under the tires?

No, no, nothing like that.

Is this gonna take long?

'Cause the TV news
guys are downstairs

and they want me to say
something for TV, you know?

Look, Sanders, you got
something to say, you tell me.

The 6:00 o'clock news,

you know, they're not
gonna save this jury.

Now how about smells?
Did you go by a bakery?

And when you stopped,

did you, uh, smell any
fresh paint, gasoline?

Try to remember,
anything at all.

I'm sorry, Lieutenant,

I was too frightened.

I was afraid I was
going to be killed.

Homicide, Stone.

Yeah, where?

What time?

No, Steve's got an appointment
to take a run at the Tannengers.

I'll take it, though.

Give me the address.

Yeah, I see that
you got a problem.

But what I don't see is what
you think that I can do about it.

Okay, Nick, we got a
situation where nobody can win.

You got 12 innocent
people in between.

Nobody's that innocent.
Anyway, we told you.

We don't know where they are.

Okay, what about this one?
The two of you go on television,

you make an appeal to your
family not to harm the hostages?

You saying we can make a deal?

No, there's no deal, Nick, but
I think you ought to cooperate.

Look at it pragmatically.

Now, all right,
we've got a mistrial.

But there is going to be another
trial, you can count on that.

Now, you can do
yourself nothing but good

if you get on the record now
as repudiating this kidnapping.

Yeah, but what's that gonna
do for the people, man?

What people? What
are you talking about?

Well, the people, everybody.

I mean, what's gonna keep
the system from giving the shiv

to some other guys
just like it did to me?

What's gonna happen
to human rights?

Oh, Nick, you're just such
a humanist, you know?

And you got such
a record to prove it:

armed robbery,
assault, manslaughter.

Why don't you just
come off it, huh?

Now look, Marie, you always
said you were doing this

for the little guy.

You said it when I busted
you, you said it in court.

Now who exactly are
those 12 hostages?

They are... incidental.

Incidental?

What happens to them in light

of the larger issue
is unimportant.

If they have to
be executed to...

Executed, huh?! Executed!

All right, I've had
it. I've just had it.

- Officer, your jacket.
- Thank you very much.

If they got anything else to
say, you let me know, will you?

Now, please, officer,
don't go away mad now.

Hey, Nick, I'm not
going away mad.

Hey, I'm sorry about that, Nick.

I want him busted!
Banchik, you file against him!

Like hell I will!

Now you know damn
well what's gonna happen.

Gary, Susan, Arlen, they're
gonna kill those 12 people,

and I'm gonna have to
go before a judge and file

for a change of venue

because we can't get
a fair trial in this city.

I'll be denied, but in a
crazy way, I'll be right.

You couldn't get a fair
trial in Siam, Tasmania

or anywhere else
after this vile act.

The two of you are
the greatest argument

for the death penalty
I've ever seen.

You got anything?

Yeah, someone phoned in a tip.

Said they saw a
truckload of people going

into one of these
warehouses here.

So they're trying to
transfer the passengers?

What we found was a rent-a-truck

and 26 hot storefront
mannequins.

We figured we may as well
cover the place while we're here.

How'd you do with
that bus mileage?

Pretty good.

The bus checked in last
night with a 66,221 miles.

Wait a minute. They had
the deputies logging in?

Yes, sir. I went to the bus
and took the mileage it had

when we first
stopped it. It came to...

Hold it. Never mind the
numbers, just give me the miles.

Fourteen.

14 miles?

Then I retraced to where
we first spotted the bus.

That came to, uh,
almost five miles.

From here to here.

- So that leaves nine.
- Right.

We got four,
four-and-a-half miles

where they dropped them off,

the same to where the
police spotted them, right?

Yeah, and we spotted the
bus right here for the first time.

With a radius of
four to five miles,

that gives us a search
area of between...

70-and 80-square miles.

Yes, that's right.

So that's, that's
our search area.

Yeah, but that's some area.

You've got a few thousand
houses, warehouses,

condemned buildings. You
got the waterfront running

- from here to there.
- By 6:00 tomorrow night?

It looks impossible.

Well, impossible or not,
this is our search area.

Come on.

Yeah, we're still
digging for possibilities.

Now, you were with the
Tannengers for months.

Did they ever hide anything
or did they ever store anything

where they thought
they wouldn't be found?

Store what?

Anything: guns, ammunition,

money, pamphlets,
anything at all.

No.

How about a garage

or an old abandoned house?

An empty theater?

You know who's next, don't you?

Stiles, you've got
plenty of protection.

These two detectives
are with you at all times.

For how long?

We have to do it
all over again now,

the trial, the
testimony, everything.

They're gonna have a
hundred different chances

to kill me again.

And when the next trial is
over, what am I supposed to do?

- They'll be in jail then.
- All of them?

All of them, believe me!

It's not like when
Gareth was in the group

and Marie was directing things.

Nick took over, and they
all became murderers.

They're gonna kill me
now for giving evidence!

There's no chance
that they're gonna let

- Nick and Marie loose now?
- No, no, chance at all.

Believe me, no chance at all.

They're gonna kill me.
They'd kill me in a second,

just like they're gonna
kill those other people.

Susan's not gonna let them live.
You don't know what she's like.

They're gonna
all be slaughtered.

And just drifted away.

You know, like these
kids do these days.

Didn't help, she didn't have
a father to keep her in line.

He walked out on us
when Barbie was three.

It's not easy for the
single parent, you know.

No, I imagine it must
be pretty difficult.

I have met those
Tannengers. Do you know that?

They have been here, right here.

Nick sat where you're sitting.

They just came in here
with Barbie one day.

They expected me to
do for them. Barbie, too.

They expected me
to give them money.

Did you give it to them?

You better believe I did.

Those people scare
the life out of me.

Just a sad thing

when a mother is afraid
of her own daughter,

but I am afraid of mine.

Now, Barbara... she's just not
as strange as those other people.

She-she'd never hurt anybody,

but still, no sense
of responsibility.

Then she got pregnant,

and the boy
doesn't seem to think

that he is responsible anymore.

She got pregnant,
I got the bills.

The gynecologist,
the pediatrician...

Excuse me.

Barbara's got a baby?

Oh, yes. Little girl, three.

This child lives with Barbara?

Eight, ten weeks out of the year

maybe, if it suits her.

The rest of the
time, she's with me.

Is she here now?

She's in the hospital.

Anything serious?

Not at first.

Little tyke took cold a
couple of weeks ago.

Doctors put her
into County General.

Some sort of a upper
respiratory business, infection.

Does, uh, Barbara
visit her in the hospital?

No. And of course,
she won't now, will she?

Nurses tell me that she
calls from time to time, though.

I'll get those
bills, the hospital.

Yes, ma'am.

It won't do any good to
worry about the time, Mr. Lee.

What happens, happens.

We've got to get
something organized.

We can't just do nothing.

What did you want to do?

You want to send
out for a pizza?

Look, I don't think you're
particularly amusing,

unless you got some
reason not to be frightened

out of your wits
like the rest of us.

You know something we don't?

What is that supposed to mean?

Nothing.

He-he's upset, Miss Chamberlain.

You think Miss Chamberlain
has something to do with them?

Figure it out for yourself.

You'd better spell
that out, mister.

Come on, come on.

There's nothing to explain.

What we're all hearing now
is a lot of nerves falling apart.

We've been together
almost 14 weeks.

We've gotten along
okay until now.

It's true. I mean, everybody's
been so nice until now.

We shouldn't spoil it.

14 weeks down the toilet.

What do you mean?

Trial's over, ain't it?

We give it 14 weeks, we
haven't decided nothing.

I decided.

What?

What would your vote
have been, James?

I can sure tell you
how I would have voted.

Oh, I don't think we
should talk about that.

I mean, we-we
don't know for sure.

Sure we do.

Mistrial's been
declared. We're out of it.

We can do anything
we want, vote, anything.

All right, Phil. Let's
do it, vote. Guilty.

Wrong.

If you want an honest vote,

it's got to be a secret
vote, especially now.

You don't think
there's any question

about how it's
going to go, do you?

Yeah, there might be, sure.

Really? Oh, that's
very interesting.

She has a point.

It's got to be a
regular, secret vote,

but we'll need, uh,
paper and pencils.

I-I have no paper.

I don't even have
any more tissue.

You want paper?

I'll get you paper.

Oh, I have a pencil.

Oh, you're kidding me.

What's the matter with it?

Takes a plumber to know
the many uses of this paper.

Uh, do we write guilty,
or not guilty, or...?

Why don't we use
symbols... G or N?

Okay, G or N,

and when you're done
making your marking, I'll just...

Thank you.

Put 'em all in my pocket so
they won't be in any order.

- Uh, everybody got their paper?
- Thank you.

Yes.

Now...

This has really got
to be an honest vote.

What I mean is,

we shouldn't vote the way
we feel about them now.

We've got to vote

the way we would have voted
before we were kidnapped.

That seems fair.

I remember exactly
how I would have voted.

So do I, pal. So do I.

Okay, ladies and
gentlemen of the jury,

we're going to have a
little change of scenery.

Bedtime. You can
follow her. I'll follow you.

- Come on, move it!
- Okay.

Pick up the lanterns!

Get that lantern.

You don't look so
well, Mrs. Whalen.

I've got diabetes, and I stand
a good chance of being shot.

What would you
like, tap dancing?

Look, maybe I can
do something for you.

What do you need, insulin?

No. I use oral diabetic tablets.

They seem to work better
than insulin, but listen.

Whatever.

I-I always carry an
extra prescription,

you know, just in case,

and God, do you think you could
get some help for me tonight?

Yeah, maybe. Maybe tonight.

Oh, God bless you.

- All right, get in faster.
- Oh.

And just keep
moving to the back.

Come on people, move it!

Come on. You'll
have plenty of time

to look around later. Just
keep moving to the back.

All right, this is
where you sleep,

so make yourselves comfortable.

You can split up... Men,
women, or whatever.

There's a couple
of toilets back there,

and one of us will be behind
this door, so don't open it.

Believe me... don't open it.

We'll be taking you
out tomorrow, and, uh...

Well, good night.

I'd give my left ear for
a cigarette right now.

I'd give both ears for welding
tanks and a cutting torch.

Should we just... take
whichever beds we want?

We could vote on it like
we did for restaurants,

if you want to make
a production out of it.

Hey, speaking of
voting, what about...?

Yeah, Barbatto, why
don't we count them votes?

Yeah, Barbatto, count them.

Well, how'd it come out?

Come on, what's the count?

Guilty... ten.

Two... not guilty.

Not guilty? Two?

Two?

Not guilty?

Well, now we know.

I suggest we all go beddy-bye.

She's got some kind
of respiratory infection.

Does Barbara Ross know that?

Yes, sir. We checked pediatrics.

She's called twice now.

So I thought if we
control the phones...

We'll get the phones controlled.

You need the
hospital's permission.

We've got it, sir, we
talked to the Administrator.

He says under the
circumstances they'll go with us.

That's the best thing
I've heard today.

How long does it take to set up?

It's already been done.

See, the head nurse has
agreed that if Barbara calls,

she'll tell her the
doctor is with her child.

Then she has to call back.

Okay, this is how
I want to play it:

we'll get in touch with Marsden.

He and I will take the
first shift at the hospital.

The two of you go
out on the street.

I want every unmarked car to
have a photo of Barbara Ross.

We'll cover this whole
city, and cover it good.

Good.

Yes, about two degrees
up since morning, Doctor.

Yes, we're continuing
the I.V. drip...

Yes, sir. Thank you.

Pediatrics, Nurse Selmers.

I-I see, yes, uh-huh.

You say you're a
friend of the family.

Oh, fine, just let me
get the child's chart.

One moment, please.

But-but I don't understand...

Why is the Doctor there now?

I-I-It's late.

Is there any kind of trouble?

Is she worse?

Well, could you check please?

Pay phone, 900
block, Montgomery.

900 block Montgomery. Pay phone.

Repeat, all units, contact made,

900 block Montgomery,
public telephone.

This is eight-one. I'm on it.

Three blocks away.

Look, I'm sorry,
I just can't wait.

I'll call back tomorrow.

Barbara?

Another black and white...
where's the ambulance?

Any second,
Dan, it's on its way.

How bad? Where's he hit?

Chest wound, really bad.

Looks like it's near the heart.

Anybody call an ambulance?

Yes, sir, I did.

Well, we're not
gonna wait any longer.

Open the back door of that car!

Let me have your
partner in a lead car.

- Come on.
- Yes, sir!

Come on.

That's right.

The two of you stay here.

- Call in the crew.
- Yes, sir.