All language subtitles for Hunter - S03 E21 - Hot Pursuit (Pt. 2).eng

Now Hunter, I told you
this would not be easy.

Believe me, I did
not shoot your partner.

Oh, I haven't even
started yet, Jack.

Do they know who did it?

They think I did it.

You gotta be kidding.

All right, step out of
your car, hands raised.

Do you understand these rights?

Yes, I do.
What's the charge?

Homicide.

If I were you, I'd
get an attorney.

How is she?

Not good, Charlie.

She's scared to death,
and frankly, so am I.

And now, scenes
from part one of "Hot Pursuit."

She was picked up
with two other girls...

Susan Dumont, alias Susie
Q, and Mary Lekowski,

alias Vicki Lake.

I'm at a phone booth.

I found Susie.

Well, that's very
fast work, McCall.

Where'd you find her?

I don't really have
time to go into it,

but get a load of this.

She and Anita Fargo were
working for a guy who

runs RVs from here to San
Francisco servicing truckers

and traveling salesmen.

They shot my partner,
Dee Dee McCall.

She's in the hospital,
paralyzed from the neck down.

Look, come on, Vicki.

I don't know if you
know this or not,

but your girlfriends,
Anita Fargo and Susie Q,

well, they're dead.

You could be next.

Now, come on, talk to me.

I'm very sorry about
your motor home.

I thoroughly intend
to pay for it.

It's a small dent.

Oh, really?

Hi.

Look, honey, I
don't own this rig.

So since it's not a big dent,
let's forget about it, OK?

Accidents happen.

I'm Laura Decker.

I saw you today at Big Jack's.

So?

Well, I heard what
you said to him.

I took this stuff
from his office.

I want to help you get him.

These are his
in-house originals.

They haven't been
doctored yet by his CPA.

You mean the guy in Jack's
office with the bad shoes?

Yeah, Roger Adler.

Unless you're here to arrest me,

I want you out of my office.

You're a pimp, and
you're a murderer, Jack.

You paid some punk to shoot my
partner, and I'm gonna get you.

What about Big
Jack's wife, Louise?

Now, she's on record as the
owner of one of his businesses.

Probably a tax scam.

Louise is a real cheap
looking bimbo who

can't balance her checkbook.

You cut off his supply,
and he's had it.

Where does the supply come from?

You know, you may
not see me tomorrow.

I've got to go to San Diego.

Why San Diego?

Well, I'll talk to you
about that when I get back.

How's it going?

I can't feel
anything yet, you know.

Well, the doctor said it'd
take about a week for all the

swelling to clear up.

Then what?

This is L-56.

I'm in pursuit of an ADW
suspect driving a late model

red sedan, license plate number
1 Peter Charlie Echo 421.

I need immediate backup at
Mason Drive and Spring Street.

L-56 out.

- Here you go.
- I got it.

Thank you.

Take care of yourself.

Yeah.

Hiya, Charlie.

So, what's the damage?

- Totaled.
- I'm talking about you.

I know what happened to the car.

Oh, just a little bruised
ribs is all that's happened.

No concussion?

No.

Doctor checked my head
and found nothing.

So you're still planning
to drive to San Diego?

Yeah, unless something
else shows up here.

Well, we've got a
report on Adler, that CPA.

Yeah?

He was accused of embezzlement
a couple of years ago.

The company dropped the
charges, but they fired him.

That's when he went
to work for Big Jack.

Jack's kind of guy, huh?

And that red sedan
that blindsided you.

Yeah?

Stolen.

And no ID report on
the driver either.

Great.

Well, what's the good news?

The good news, I told Joe
to give you a brand new car.

You're gonna be so
pleased with this, Hunter.

I can't wait to show it to you.

Look.

Ain't she a beauty, huh?

Take a look at that.

Yeah, she's turbo
charged, 350 horsepower.

She can go from 0 to
60 in 6.4 seconds.

Yeah, go ahead.

Guess the top end.

Come on.

Come on.

845 miles an hour.

You son of a gun.

I gotta tell you, though,
it's going to seem like that.

And that's with the
air conditioning on.

What... what color would
you say this is, Joe?

Call it Morning Mint.

Uh-huh.

What color is that
one over there?

It's green, like your old car.

Is there anything wrong
with that car over there?

The engine's bum.

Why?

Why don't you take this motor
here out of the Morning Mint...

Yeah.

And put it in
that car over there.

And when you do, I want you to
give me a call at the hospital.

That's where I'll be.

OK.

Thanks, Joe.

How you doing?

Hi.

I thought you were
going to San Diego.

Oh, I'm going.

I just got detained by
some bad car trouble.

You know how that goes.

Yeah.

The doctor tells me that you're

doing so well that they're going
to operate and take the bullet

out in a couple of days.

You gonna be here?

Yeah, I'll be here.

Thanks.

OK, I guess I got
everything here.

Now, remember...

If the phone rings,
don't answer it.

Got it.

Oh, and good luck down there.

Just remember, Kirkland
and Jack are like this.

Like that, got it.

I like you.

Just do me a favor, don't snore.

Can I change first?

I like the way
you are right now.

What are the basic food groups,
the four basic food groups.

Order out, take in,
frozen, and canned.

Oh, boy.

Gee, what is your
problem anyway?

What, do you think she's in
there faking it with him?

Give me my coat back.

I was only kidding...

Give me the coat back.

I was only kidding!

You know what?

Yeah, you want that
pizza now, right?

Yes, I do.

Jack Hemmings moves RVs, my RVs,

faster than any
distributor in the country.

You've got to be
out of your mind

coming to me with this crap.

Take a look at this.

That's me and Jack hunting
pheasant at the High Lake Club.

The one behind me, that's
me, Jack, my family,

Cabo San Lucas, marlin fishing.

That's me and Jack in Maui.

And that one there is the
two of us with the governor

playing golf in Palm Springs.

So, if Jack's doing something
illegal, that's your problem.

Trying to get me to
do your job for you?

What are you so damned
afraid of, Mr. Kirkland?

I'm sure not afraid of some
low-rent cop from Los Angeles.

Thanks for the support.

Hello.

Charlie, Hunter.

Where are you?

Well, I'm down in
a motel in El Mirage.

So how'd it go today?

Not good.

Kirkland and Big Jack
seem joined at the hip.

So what are you
still doing there?

I don't know.

I seemed to make
Kirkland nervous.

Maybe he'll make
a stupid mistake.

Like what?

I don't know.

You talked to McCall?

Yeah, talked to her about
15, 20 minutes or so ago.

How is she?

Not good, Charlie.

She's scared to death, and
frankly so am I. I'll tell you,

I don't think I want to
do this job without her.

Look, she's tough.

She'll make it.

I should be up there
with her right now.

Stick to Kirkland.
See what you can find out.

I'll go to the hospital myself.

I'll tell her you're
thinking about her.

Thanks.

I appreciate that.

OK, I'll talk to you later.

Yeah, I'll see ya.

Mister, a house is a house.

We don't know what goes on
inside every house in the city.

I understand that.

Can I please speak
with your superior?

OK.
I'll call Jack.

Follow me.

Muy bueno.

Muchos gracias.

Captain, how are you?

Hello, Sergeant.

I understand you have a problem.

Tell me how can I help you.

Yeah, the house at
516 Paloma, I need

to know what goes on there.

Please, come sit down.

Thank you.

May I ask you a
question, Sergeant?

Sure.

Why do you want to know
this, and what do you

intend to do with
this information

that I may or may not give you?

Well, a man that's involved
in a murder case I'm working on

went into that
house this evening.

What is this man's name?

Kirkland.

I sat out in front of the
house about a half hour,

watched two, three men go in.

A little bit later, a
couple of men came out.

One of the men
that went in looked

to be about 15 years of age.

It would appear that you can
draw your own conclusions, no?

Well, I'm sure I can.

But conclusions aren't
going to help me, Captain.

I need some facts.

And if I can't help you?

Look, Captain, what
you do here in your city

is your business.

It's none of mine.

My only concern is Kirkland.

OK, Sergeant.

I'll answer your question.

We've had that house under
surveillance for many weeks,

and we're planning to shut it
down soon, because it is not

only a house of
prostitution, it is a house

of homosexual prostitution.

Could you, uh, pull into
the inspection area, please?

Something wrong?

Pull up right
over there, please.

Your personal preference is none

of my business, Mr. Kirkland.

However, Captain Perez did tell
me what goes on at 516 Paloma.

John Hemmings shot one of
the closest friends I have

in the entire world, and you're
going to help me nail him,

aren't you?

It worked, Charlie.

Kirkland pulled Big
Jack's franchise.

I'm gonna put Big Jack on
a 24-hour surveillance.

You got it.

See ya.

Hunter, I got a
couple messages for you.

Hold on, Ambrose.

Wayne, Hunter.

Do me a favor.

Find out if Louise Hemmings is
back from New York City or not.

Yeah.

Don't let on I'm
looking for her.

OK, I'll be at my desk.

Hey, one of these messages
is from a John Hemmings.

He says it's urgent.

It's about the case
you're working on.

He wants you to see him
at his house right away.

- Thank you.
- Yeah, wait, wait, wait.

I got another one
from Sporty James.

He's waiting for you
at this phone booth.

Oh, yeah.
Great.

I'll talk to him.

Excuse me.

Don't you have your own phone?

I like this phone, Ambrose.

Hello?

Sporty, Hunter.

What do you got on Vicki Lake?

Now, Hunter, I told you
this would not be easy.

Vicki Lake left town.

She went to Phoenix.

Sporty, this girl is the
key to this entire case.

We'll find her.

Don't worry about a thing.
- Good.

Call me.

As soon as you get something,
you make sure you call me.

Got it?

OK.

Nice phone.

Yeah, you owe me four bits.

Yes?

Yeah, Sergeant Hunter
to see Big Jack Hemmings.

Mr. Hemmings is upstairs,
first door to the right.

Thanks a million.

Come in.

Hey.

I mean, do you think...

Do you think you pulled it off?

Is that it?

Oh, I haven't even
started yet, Jack.

Now, let me tell you something.

I just think you've been
wasting a lot of time.

I mean, you're
the same place you

were when you came into my
office, and that's nowhere.

I mean, yeah, I lose.

You ruined my business.

You lose too.

All the time you
wasted, big deal.

That's it.

You brought me down
here to tell me that?

No, no, no.

No, no.

No, I brought you down
here to tell you the truth.

Listen to me, I did
not shoot your partner.

I never shot anybody.

I mean, the girls in
the RVs, OK, I did that.

I admit to that.

I never shot anybody.

Ever.

Now, whoever shot your partner
is still out there someplace.

I don't know where the
hell the person is.

I didn't do it.

You could have told me
this over the phone, Jack.

You're wasting my time.

You wouldn't have
believed me on the phone.

I brought you down here so
you could look at my face

and see that I'm telling
you the straight truth.

I mean, you ruined my business.

Believe me, I did not
shoot your partner, period.

Well, if you
didn't, then who did?

Oh, for God's sake, don't you
think I'd tell you if I knew?

Yeah, maybe.

OK, Jack.

OK.

Louise, what the hell?

I just talked to
you in New York.

No, Jack, you just
thought I was in New York.

All right, step out of
your car, hands raised.

Now, turn around and put
your hands on top of the car.

I'm with Metro PD.

Yeah, we know you're an LA cop.

This is Beverly Hills.

You know the drill,
hands at your back.

You can turn around now.

Lieutenant Sam Richfield,
Beverly Hills Homicide.

You have the right
to remain silent.

If you give up that
right, anything you say

may be used against
you in a court of law.

You have the right to
have an attorney present.

If you cannot afford one,
one will be appointed to you.

Do you understand these rights?
- Yes, I do.

What's the charge?

- Homicide.
- Homicide?

Who's been killed?
- John Arthur Hemmings.

You want me to call Ed Miller?

He's their deputy chief?

Just a second.

Why don't you take him
shopping on Rodeo Drive?

Thank you.

Boy, this Lieutenant
Richfield here is absolutely

positive I killed Hemmings.

I can't believe it.

Anyway, call Mike Snow for me.

Mike Snow, are you crazy?

Just do it.

Charlie, he's perfect
for this situation.

Yeah, I guess you're right.

And he'll laugh when
you call, but call him.

After I call Ed Miller.

He'll make sure that you're
treated like a fellow officer.

Appreciate it, Charlie.

I'll be here.

Now, two witnesses, Mr. Roger
Adler and Mr. Randolph Taylor,

were in the rear of the house
when they heard the shot.

Mr. Adler was the
deceased's accountant,

and Mr. Taylor, as we know,
was one of the most highly

respected attorneys in the
city, a former president

of the California Bar.

When these witnesses
got to the study,

Sergeant Hunter
was not there, even

though he had gone
up to the study

only five minutes earlier.

Sergeant Hunter wrote out for
me exactly what was said by him

and by Mr. Hemmings verbatim.

I timed it.

The conversation lasted
less than two minutes.

Now, that leaves three
minutes unaccounted for.

After Mr. Hemmings
was found, six minutes

elapsed before Sergeant
Hunter was arrested in the 700

block of Cherbourg Drive.

That seems accurate
but very peculiar.

Mr. Adler finds
his employer dead,

a gun in his hand, gunshot
wound to the temple,

yet instantly calls
the police and asks

him to arrest Sergeant
Hunter for murder,

never even questions suicide.

Hadn't Hemmings
just been informed

he faced bankruptcy and
possible charges of bank fraud?

A paraffin test was conducted
on Mr. Hemmings' right hand.

It was negative, indicating
that he was not holding the gun

when it was fired.

As a matter of fact...

And the powder
burns also indicate

that that gun was over two
feet from the victim's head

when it was fired.

This was not a
suicide, Mr. Snow.

This was a murder.

I ordered paraffin tests to
Sergeant Hunter's right hand.

In fact, both of his hands.

Oh, I see Lieutenant
Richfield didn't tell you.

I'm sorry about that.

As with Mr. Hemmings, the
tests were negative so that,

to quote you, Ms. Wyman,
he was not holding

the gun when it was fired.

There is a bathroom in the
foyer of Hemmings' house.

Hunter could have, and
I'm damn sure he did,

wash his hands before leaving.

Are you out of your mind?

You mean to tell me
you actually think

I went downstairs and washed
my hands before I left?

You're an experienced detective.

You'd know about powder
stains on your hand

and what to do about it.
- Thank you, Lieutenant.

I was about to make that point.

Sergeant Hunter is
indeed an experienced,

knowledgeable detective who
knows about such things.

And if he wanted
to fake a suicide,

he'd have put the barrel of the
gun against the victim's head.

Am I going too fast for you?

I think that Mr. Hemmings
jerked away from the killer

just as the gun was fired.

Now, even a smart detective
couldn't do anything

to fix that after the fact.

Ms. Wyman, are you going to
file a charge against my client?

We certainly are.

Sergeant Hunter once
angrily accused Mr. Hemmings

of shooting his partner.

He then threatened to nail him.

That gives us motive
and premeditation.

In other words, murder one.

Well, unless you'd like
to offer us a lesser plea.

I assume that's why you
asked for this meeting.

No, Ms. Wyman.

I just wanted to know
if you had anything

we should be concerned about.

You don't.

Now, here's some advice.

I wouldn't ask the
district attorney

to let you file
even a misdemeanor

charge against my client,
because your promising career

as a deputy DA would
come to a thudding halt.

And now, since it's almost 4:00
in the morning, I'm leaving.

I'll be with my client.

Please don't take too
long coming to a decision.

Hunter's still in custody.

See he doesn't
leave the building.

We can't file a charge.

You'll have to go back
to the drawing board.

The man is guilty.

What are you afraid
of, your job?

The answer is yes, Lieutenant.

I am.

Go back to work.

You can always arrest him again.

I have been so
worried about you.

Really?

Well, it has been
an interesting day

for everybody concerned, Laura.

Big Jack is dead.

What?

Yeah.

What happened?

Well, it was made to look
like a suicide, but it wasn't.

It was... it was murder.

Do they know who did it?

They think I did it.

Yeah.

Anyway, McCall gets operated
on in about an hour.

I'm gonna go make some coffee.

The DA doesn't think
they have a case yet.

But that doesn't mean they
won't arrest me tomorrow.

Well, what does this Lieutenant

Richfield got against you?

I don't know.

I guess he hates LA cops.

Did you believe Jack,
that he didn't have

anything to do
with what happened

to your partner and the others?

Yeah.

Then who could it be?

Roger Adler?

He was with Randolph Taylor
when the shot was fired.

Did you ever meet
Louise Hemmings?

It could be her, you know.
- Well, sure.

I told you, remember?
She's a bimbo.

Oh, yeah.

Complete airhead.

Well, with Jack dead,
there goes my only excuse

for staying here with you.

Guess I'll just pick up where
I left off, go to Paris.

But I will stay if
you think there's

any chance you might need me.

No, no, don't stay
here on account of me.

I think everything's
all taken care of.

Thanks anyway.

OK.

While you're at the
hospital, I'm going

to go to my apartment and pack.

You will take me to
the airport, won't you?

Sure.

What if you can't get on
a direct flight to Paris?

I'll fly to New York.

I can make the Paris
arrangements from there.

Good, OK.
Where's my coat?

Oh, behind you.

Oh, OK.
I'll call you from the hospital.

OK.

See ya.

Don't say a word.

Go to the apartment.

I will meet you in two hours.

Code Blue, ICU.

Code Blue, ICU.

Dr. Parker, three north.

Dr. Parker, three north, please.

This is as far as
you go, Sergeant.

I'll be waiting right out
here when you get through.

Thanks, big guy.

Physical
therapist to five east, please.

Baby, I missed you.

Oh, Roger.

I'm scared.

They didn't buy
the suicide thing.

Something about the powder burns
proving that the gun wasn't

close enough to Jack's head.

You've got nothing
to worry about.

Nobody saw you come in,
nobody saw you leave.

Well, you're kidding
yourself if you think Hunter

is going to lay down for this.

He's a cop.

And what about Vicki?

Has Louie found her yet?

We tracked her to Phoenix.

Missed her by a couple of hours.

He says she's back in LA.

He'll find her.

Well, he better.

And this time he
better do it right.

Don't worry.

Why don't you go
to New York now?

I'll stay here till
everything's safe.

I'll meet you in
a couple of days.

Give me three days.

OK?

OK.

I'll see you in New
York in three days.

Volunteer to six west.

Reservations, may I help you?

Yes, this is Louise Hemmings.

I'd like to confirm
my reservation

for Zurich, Switzerland on
flight 480 from New York,

tomorrow morning.

Sergeant Hunter.

Yes?

She did fine.

And she'll recover fully.

Oh, thank god.

It'll take some time, but
she'll be as good as new.

Thank you very much.

Can I see her?
- No.

She'll be in recovery
an hour or so.

Then she'll sleep for
the rest of the day.

Beautiful.

Tomorrow will be fine.

Any time tomorrow?

In the morning or...

Oh, sure.

Great.

I'll be there.

Thanks very much.

Appreciate it.

Do you always drive with one
eye in the rear view mirror?

Oh, yeah.

Especially when
we're being followed.

Who do you think they could be?

Oh, a couple of
Richfield's boys making

sure I don't leave the country.

Your attention, please.

Passengers on flight 6...

Boarding pass.

Great.

Wait, is that them?

Yeah, that's them, all right.

Look, you better get going.

Have a good flight,
thanks for the help,

and I'll talk to you soon.
- OK.

Thanks.

- Good luck.
- Yeah, thanks.

Bye.
Have a good flight.

Thanks.

Arriving passenger Sean Lynch,

please go to the white
courtesy phone, please.

You know, perhaps we should
work together on this case.

Yeah, sure.
We can start right now.

You can make a full
confession as to why you

killed John Arthur Hemmings.

On second thought, I've
already got a partner.

Excuse me.

Doesn't this guy
ever say anything?

L-56, come in, please.

This is L-56, go ahead.

Mr.
James Arnold, or maybe it

was Arnold James, called and
said it was urgent to get you

this message.

What's the message?

He wanted you to know

he finally found Vicki Lake.

She's staying with
her grandmother.

The address is
753 Hobart Street.

753 Hobart, got it.

Thank you.

L-56 out.

This is L-56.

I'm requesting an immediate
backup at 753 Hobart Street.

L-56 out.

Stop right there.

Police.

Freeze, police.

But you can't go!

Stop!

Vicki, get out of the car.

Come on.

Everything is all right.

Now, you called my office
and left an urgent message.

Do you want to talk to me
about Big Jack Hemmings?

What are you talking about?

I don't know anything about him.

I called you about Anita Fargo.

She was killed
because she was trying

to blackmail those people that
are running the RV operation.

Yeah, and who are they?

I don't know.

Anita had a big mouth, but
she was a real hustler.

She told me that
she followed Flo

one day to that big black car
that I was telling you about.

Yeah.

And she said that the car drove

to this huge white
mansion in Beverly Hills.

And then this woman got
out and went inside.

Did Anita say what
this woman looked like?

Only that she was young,
kind of nice looking.

I, uh... I kind of
got the impression

that she was ladylike,
you know, real classy.

Well, how do you know Anita
was blackmailing these people?

Because she told me and Susie
that she was going to, OK?

And then a week
later she's dead,

and then someone is trying
to take out me and Susie too?

That's when I started running.

I'm Sergeant Hunter.

This is Vicki Lake.

Now, she's helping
us on a murder case.

I want her and her family
put under protective custody,

understand?
- Yes, sir.

Should I call an ambulance?

No, I don't think
we're going to need one.

Vicki, I'll talk to you later.

Lieutenant Richfield, Homicide.

Hunter.

I'm going to be on the
next Trans-Global flight

to New York City.

I just thought you'd
like to know that.

Lieutenant, I want
you to do me a favor.

I want you to telex a
photograph of Louise Hemmings

to New York City for me.

Why should I do that?

Look, will you
just do that for me?

I need your help
on this case, OK?

Your attention, please.

Flight 380, nonstop imperial
service from Los Angeles

is now arriving at
Kennedy International,

east concourse, gate 64.

Flight 380 from Los Angeles,
now arriving at gate 64.

Your attention, please.

First class passengers
on flight 480 to Zurich

may now begin boarding
through gate 12.

Mrs. Louise Hemmings.

Hi, Louise.

You remember Lieutenant
Richfield, don't you?

You're under arrest for
the murder of your husband,

John Arthur Hemmings.

So Louise planned
the whole thing?

Yeah.

Even down to cutting
Adler out of his share?

That's a smart lady.

Well, maybe.

A little bit lower.

If she's so smart, how
come she blew that suicide?

Well, that's something
even she couldn't control.

You see, Big Jack pulled
his head away just as she

pulled the trigger on him.

Huh.

You did pretty good, you know.
- Yeah.

I mean, you solved this
case all by yourself.

Yes, I did.

It kind of worries me.

Yeah?

What do you mean worries you?

Well, does this mean you...

You think you can
do without me now?

Well, wait just a second.

The things I did in this case
I was forced to do because

of your situation here in bed.

Like what?

Well, let's just
forget about it.

What, I have to read
about it in the report?

It's not in the report.

That bad?

Well, yeah, it is bad.

Come on.

Does that mean
you still need me?

Oh, I need you like
a dog needs a bone.

What?

Like a dog needs a bone?

That's not a very
flattering analogy.

Well, I could have said fleas.