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Hi, Sanchez. Hi.

Hey, Malloy, what
happened to the hand?

I fell down.

Where? In a bowling alley?

It was an alley, all right,
but nobody was bowling.

He stumbled over a garbage can.

What some guys won't
do for a little light duty.

You working the desk?
Yeah, for a while, I guess.

You, too? Yeah.
Franklin called in sick.

I guess they don't trust
me in the street alone.

Too bad. I've got a hunch
we'll need all the manpower

we can scrape together
tonight. What for?

A bunch of university students

are holding a
rally in Grant Park.

The last one turned into a
donnybrook. If this one does,

guess who's going to
be in the front row... me.

We'll be rooting for you.

Oh, thanks a lot.

My first night on the desk.

Who knows? Maybe
it'll be a nice, slow night.

That'd just be my
luck, wouldn't it?

Okay, Nelson, home to Mother.

You guys look like you
could use a little help.

Meet Policewoman Mills.
Pete Malloy, Jim Reed.

Hi. My first name's
Doris. How do you do?

Hi. Say, weren't you
at roll call tonight?

I was hoping
nobody would notice.

Welcome to the front
office. Thank you.

Doris just graduated
from the academy.

The department's
assigned her here

for the next three months,

so put her to work.

This ought to be a
good night to break in...

Nice and quiet.

If that student meeting down in
Grant Park doesn't get out of hand.

Have you heard from
Sanchez yet? He just called in.

Crowd's starting to
gather, but no problem yet.

Desk, Officer Reed.

Yes, sir. He's right here. It's
intelligence about Grant Park.

I'll take it in my office.

Hold the line.

Why don't you sit down, and
we'll clue you in as we go along.

Good. I feel lucky breaking in

with a couple of
veterans. Thanks.

How long have you been with
the department? Couple of years.

How about you, Jim?

Uh, eight months.

Oh, well, then you're
still on probation, too.

Yeah.

One-Adam-9, One-Adam-9,
see the woman.

Family dispute.

4526 Ledge.

Mm. Some guy
beating up his wife.

Or vice-versa.

Do you hear all the calls?

This speaker monitors
communications,

and these lines are
for the call boxes.

If an officer wants information,
he can call us directly.

On ALAN, we can listen to
the black-and-whites if they talk

car-to-car on our
tach frequencies.

Lets the watch commander know
what's going on in the whole division.

Mostly, our job

is to try to help citizens when
they walk through the front door

and answering the phones.

Why don't you get this one. Oh.

Desk. Officer Mills.

No, ma'am, this isn't Sam's.

Of course. It's quite all right.

What did she want?

A sausage pizza to go.

How did you hurt your wrist?

Oh, it was a really
pitch-black night,

and we were chasing
this 211 suspect...

I fell over a garbage can. Oh,
there's a little more to it than that.

Yeah, actually there
were two garbage cans.

Can I help you, sir?

Please, it's about my car... a
theft. Are you the legal owner?

Right. I walked out of the house,
and I saw it was gone immediately.

We'll get right on it.

Let's see. That'd
be, uh, a vehicle.

Could I have your name, please?

I'm so mad, I frankly don't
think I could remember my name.

Here's my license.

Thank you. Mr. Edwards,
right? I think so.

Hi, Malloy, Reed.

Hi, Grant. What's the
problem? Meet Mrs. Higgins.

All I can get out
of her is her name.

People down at the bus station
think she's a missing person.

Nonsense. I'm no more
missing than you are.

She was there about ten
hours. No I.D., no money.

Talk to her, will you? I'm
gonna make a couple of calls,

see if I can find out where
she belongs. Good luck.

See what I mean?

I don't know what everybody's so
shook up about. I know who I am.

Well, it's not so much who you
are, Mrs. Higgins, but where you live.

I live in Detroit.

This is Los Angeles.
Don't I know it.

How did you get here, ma'am?

How did you get here?

Why, I was born here.

I didn't know anybody
was born in Los Angeles.

Look, I was just about to have a cup
of coffee. Would you like to join me?

Coffee makes me nervous.

Do you have any warm milk?

I'll see what I can do.
I'll be right with you.

Do you want to come with me? I
think maybe I could use some help.

Right this way, ma'am.

3679 Denker.

Have a seat, ma'am.

Thank you.

Hey, do you mind?

You're going to an
awful lot of trouble.

No trouble at all, ma'am.

I like him. He's considerate.

Not many of 'em left.
Oh, you'd be surprised.

At my age? I doubt it.

Your milk'll be ready
in a minute. Thank you.

Do you two have any children?

No, ma'am.

I'm still trying to
get him to propose.

There ought to be a way to
raise them better. There has to be.

Do you have children?

Unfortunately, yes.

Here in Los Angeles?

I'm from Detroit.

I don't know anybody
in Los Angeles.

How long has it been
since you were in Detroit?

It was a long time ago.

You've been living
here, then? Mm-hmm.

Where, ma'am? None of your
business. I'm going back to Detroit.

Why? Don't you like it
here? I used to like it.

Now I... I want to go home.

Hey, give me a hand, will you?

Excuse me.

Why don't you stay
here and talk to her.

Maybe she'll open
up to another woman.

She's got people
here, all right.

No doubt, but she's mad
at 'em for some reason.

What do you think?
Neglect, maybe?

Maybe. It happens all the time.

Well, I'll see what I can do.

One cup of hot milk.

Skol. Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Hey, Williams.

Put him in the tank and
I'll be with you in a minute.

What do you got? Ah, his
name's Bradley, John Bradley.

We found him in a liquor store a
while ago with a gun in his pocket.

Where was the owner?
He was behind the counter.

He thought Bradley was acting
suspicious, so he tripped the silent alarm.

My partner and I were a
block away, and we got the call.

Good work. Not really.

According to the owner,
there were three of them.

The other two must've
seen us coming and split.

On foot? No, by car.

An old-model black sedan.

The owner noticed
it parked out front.

Did your suspect admit anything?

He says he went in
to buy some cigarettes.

What about the gun? Oh,
he's trying to explain that.

What was that about?

A man with a gun
in a liquor store.

Oh, the silent alarm. I heard
the call a few minutes ago.

How are things
shaping up at the park?

Sanchez just called.
He said there's over

a hundred people there now, and they're
still coming in. All students so far?

Yeah. I guess you could
call it a campus political rally.

Kids versus the administration.
That's about all I know.

Some of those kids
make a lot of sense.

Those aren't the ones
we're worried about.

It's the agitators in the bunch.

Tonight especially. Intelligence has
a group under surveillance right now.

Who are they? Well, they call
themselves the sympathizers.

Last month, they broke
up a rally for the political left.

Then later on, they raised Cain at
a convention for the political right.

They're sympathizers,
I guess, but for what?

Are they at the park
now? Just arrived.

Looks like our quiet
night is liable to get noisy.

Yeah, it could.
Lt. Moore just left.

He's gonna set up a command
post down there just in case.

If we have to strip the
station, I'll take Reed with me.

I'm the only supervisor left,

so you'll be acting
watch commander.

Mm, yeah. Okay.

What's the matter? You
worried about your partner?

No, I just work with him,
Mac. Well, Reed'll handle it.

Yeah.

One-Adam-38, One
Adam-38, see the man.

An ADW report...
Manning and 8th,

southeast corridor.

Mrs. Higgins, have
a seat over here.

It's not very comfortable,
but it's the best we have.

Thank you. Let me know
if you want something.

Miss, is your mother here?

In Los Angeles? Yes. Mm-hmm.

Does she live with you?

No.

Oh. It's the other way around.

She lets me live with her.

I guess that's it. You
might want to look it over.

Any problems? I filled
out the wrong form.

They didn't steal
his car, just the door.

That makes it
theft, not vehicle.

Everything seems
to be in order. May I?

Was your car in a
carport, Mr. Edwards?

Yes, sir. Was it locked?

Definitely. I always lock it.

Sorry, partner.
What do you mean?

That makes it burglary, not
theft. The car was locked.

Desk. Officer Malloy.

Yes, ma'am, right away.
What's the address?

Do you know where
the husband is?

Okay, now, don't hang up.

This is Malloy on the desk.
I've got an attempted suicide

at 1516 Renthro, third
floor, apartment 32.

The victim's still alive. They need
an ambulance and a black-and-white.

Good.

Okay, there's an ambulance on the
way. How do you spell that last name?

One-Adam-7, ambulance.
Attempt suicide.

1516 Renthro.

What's your last
name again, ma'am?

How'd you happen to find her?

There should be an
officer there in a minute.

Thank you very much for your
assistance. What happened?

A neighbor walked in and
found a woman on the floor.

The victim had
slashed both her wrists.

There are a lot of unhappy
people in the world, aren't there?

Yeah.

What about Mrs. Higgins?
Did she tell you anything?

Nothing. I turned it
over to Missing Persons.

They'll be in touch. Meanwhile
I'm heading for Grant Park.

Good luck.

Desk. Officer Malloy.

Yes. How many were there?

Okay, give me
their descriptions.

Uh-huh. Yeah.

Okay, where are you?

Stay put. A car
will be right there.

This is Malloy at
the desk. I got a 211

just occurred at the corner
of Moorpark and Colfax.

Three armed suspects,

male, Caucasian,
all medium height,

all early 20s,

all wearing blue jeans
and windbreakers.

Right.

What went down?
A drug store delivery.

They held up the driver as
soon as he got out of the car.

This is One-Adam-6.

Request assistance.

Major 415 at Grant Park.

All units, One-Adam-6
requests assistance, Grant Park.

One-Adam-14, One-Adam-14,

assist 1 Adam-6,
Grant Park, a major 415.

Handle code 2.

Are you sure you've got
it right this time? Positive.

If you'll just sign here.

I'm sorry about the
mix-up. Don't mention it.

I'm a paper shuffler myself.

That's it. We'll let you
know if anything turns up.

Tell me, what are my chances
of getting that door back?

Not very good.

That's what I thought.

Are you still driving
the car, Mr. Edwards?

Yeah, they told me it'd be another
three weeks before they got a door.

For your own protection,
if might be a good idea

if you stretched a rope or
something across the opening.

Thanks. What burns me up is,

in Detroit, I could
get a door in one day.

Are you from Detroit?
I grew up there.

You don't happen to know a
family named Higgins, do you?

Not that I recall.
Why? Oh, nothing.

Just thought I'd ask. Thanks.

Pardon me, sir. I
couldn't help hearing.

Did you say you were
from Detroit? Yes, ma'am.

Oh, so am I. It's nice to
see someone from home.

Well, actually, I left
there almost 20 years ago.

Oh. And you've never been back?

Once, last year, for a vacation.
It was a mistake, believe me.

A mistake?
Everything's so changed.

The street I grew up on
doesn't even exist anymore.

Which street was that?
Sycamore, on the west side.

I know it well. All
those big trees.

Those trees are
gone, too. Oh, no.

Well, good night.

Makes me look kind of
silly, doesn't it? No, ma'am.

Would you call someone for me?

We'd be happy to.

My daughter, Mrs. Frank Walters.

In Bel Air, yet.

She'll be out, of course, but

the answering service
will take a message.

Do you want me to take
care of it? Oh, thanks.

And when you get a
chance, call Missing Persons.

It'll save them a
lot of paperwork.

Lt. Moore just called. That
meeting in Grant Park went wild.

We're going in with
every available man

before it becomes a riot.

Reed, get your gear and meet
me in the station wagon. Yes, sir.

You're acting watch commander.

Anything you can't
handle, get in touch.

Okay. See you later.

Well, have her call the
station, please. Thank you.

You're worried about
Reed, aren't you?

Should I be?

Why don't you take
another crack at it?

Desk. Officer Mills.

Yes, your mother is here.

I'll tell her you'll
be right down.

Finally got her, hmm?

Your daughter's coming
down to pick you up.

She sounded very worried.

My daughter went
to a benefit tonight.

She's raising money.
Guess what for.

I give up.

An old folks' home.

Desk. Officer Mills.

No, he isn't.

I'm sure he isn't.
He's out on patrol.

May I take a message?

Of course. I'll tell
him you called.

Good night.

That was Reed's wife.

She heard about the trouble in Grant
Park on a news broadcast and got worried.

That's funny. Jean's
usually pretty cool.

I'm surprised she
called the station.

I'm sorry. I just didn't
know how to handle that.

What should I have done?

You did it. Just right.

One-L-10 has established
a command post

at the west end of Grant Park.

Dare-2, this is C.P.

I've lost contact with Queen-20.

Give me a report on the activity
at the south end of the park.

Sign here.

Okay, we have your phone number.

As soon as we know
something, we'll call you.

May I help you,
sir? I hope you can.

My son's here in jail.
I'd like to get him out.

What's your son's name, sir?

Lee. Edward John Lee Jr.

Same name as mine.

Why was your son
arrested, Mr. Lee?

He was arrested for shoplifting.

I called earlier. They
explained about the bail.

I managed to raise it.

If you'd like to sit down,
Mr. Lee, I'll check with the jailer.

Thank you.

C.P., this is Queen-20.
Come in, please.

Go ahead, Queen-20. This is C.P.

Queen-20... Isn't
that Sgt. MacDonald?

Yeah. ...approximately
20 agitators.

They figured the
crowd was with them,

but they guessed wrong.

I've got two policemen injured

and on their way to
Central Receiving.

At the moment,
everything's under control,

and the meeting is breaking up.

Do you read me?

Roger, Queen-20. Understand.

No problems here.
The crowd is dispersing.

I wonder who got
hurt. Why didn't he say?

Not on the radio. Too
many people listening.

Oh, including a few wives.
Is that what you mean?

Partly.

Look, do you want to call the
jailer and start bail proceedings

on Edward John Lee Jr.?

I've got another call to make.

Where to? Central receiving?

Here's a receipt for
your $625, Mr. Lee.

Your son should be right out.

I was afraid I was gonna have
to go to court to bail him out.

Not for misdemeanor
shoplifting. There's a fixed bail.

It saves you and the
courts a lot of time.

This is all new to me.

This your son's first
offense? Yes, sir.

My wife and I, we
just can't understand it.

Eddie and I have never
even had a cross word.

He's an honors
student, goes to church,

doesn't drink or smoke,
and... and now this.

Thanks. Hello, Eddie.

Hi, Dad.

Will you verify your personal
effects for me, please?

Well, it's all there. Who cares?

I'm afraid I'll have
to ask you to verify.

No, it's okay.

Let's see.

$23. Is that what you had?

Something like that.

Pick it up, son. Let's go home.

Don't be nice to me,
Dad. Hit me, yell at me,

but just don't be nice.

I wouldn't know how
to yell at you, Eddie.

I've never struck
you in my life.

Yeah, I know.

Please sign here, son.

Okay, Mr. Lee, he's all yours.

Thank you very much.

You got a waste can back there?

Yeah.

I wonder what
the story is there.

I wouldn't know.

Desk. Officer Malloy.

Oh, Jean, I'm glad you called.
I just talked to the hospital.

G.M.A. 367, 0200 hours.

May I help you, sir?

I hope so. I seem to
have misplaced a brother.

I thought maybe you might've seen
him. What's your brother's name?

His middle name
ought to be Stupid.

The rest of it's John Bradley.

I'm Bill Bradley.

Well, what makes you think
your brother's here, Mr. Bradley?

I don't know. Just
a hunch, I guess.

Have you seen him tonight?

Yeah, my buddy and I let him
out of the car to get cigarettes.

Haven't seen hide
nor hair of him since.

I tell you what, Mr. Bradley,
why don't you take a seat?

And I'll check out back
and see if he's around.

If he'd been arrested, wouldn't it be
there on your blotter or something?

No, not necessarily. How
long will it take to find out?

Just a couple of minutes.

Okay, I'll wait.

I'll be right back. You
keep an eye on him, huh?

How's the weather
out there tonight?

What? Oh, it's fine.

Just great.

Good evening.

Freeze, mister!
Don't move a muscle!

What's taking him so long?

What's the big hurry?

Forget it. I changed my mind.

Hold it, Bradley! Don't move!

There's a set of cuffs behind
the counter. Bring them out here.

Well, I see the station's
still in one piece.

And why shouldn't it be?

Actually, we were having a
very hard time staying awake.

I wish I could say the same.

Yeah, I heard you had some
fireworks out there. What happened?

Same old story... a bunch of
agitators looking for a confrontation.

Ugh. Confrontation. I hate that
word. You'd better get used to it.

Anyhow, they let us have it with
a broadside of rocks and bottles.

Your partner and Sanchez
caught most of it. Yeah, I know.

Reed claims he was lucky
they hit him in the head.

They'll never hurt him that way.

Oh, you men are awful.

You know, Malloy, Reed
played it pretty cool. Good.

When he got knocked down, I
expected him to come up swinging.

But he kept his baton where
it belonged... in the ring.

I think that hesitation gave the
crowd just time enough to think.

Anyway, a student ran out and yelled
to the others that they weren't there

to commit murder... even pointed
out the ones who'd thrown the bottles.

You make any arrests? Four
agitators. The rest of them took off.

Hi. How's business?
Slow. Where you been?

Oh, it was such a nice night, I thought
I'd take a little stroll in the park.

Yeah, I heard you
even took a short nap.

A very short one.

Why don't you go
change your clothes?

Disgrace to the
police department.

Does that look any
better? Oh, you look great.

Eh, better, anyway.

For a while out there, I thought
things were gonna get sticky.

Yeah, MacDonald
said you kept your head.

Just barely, wouldn't you say?

Your wife called. Why
don't you give her a buzz?

What does she want?
What do you think?

Beats me.

She heard a news broadcast,
and she was worried about you.

Women.

What about women?

Always worrying.

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