Starsky and Hutch (1975) s01e11 Episode Script

Open it up.
Come on, hurry up.
Come on! Come on, come on.
Relax, Moon.
We'll be at the airfield in five minutes.
After four years, I'm not relaxing.
I'll relax when the man who put me there is dead.
Go.
Go.
Why don't you just admit it.
You're ticked off because of what happened last night.
No, I'm not.
What was the colour of the second car in that smashup? - Was it red or orange? - Neither.
- It was flamingo.
- Flamingo? Yeah.
My mother had a '47 Studebaker.
It was the same colour.
No kidding? No.
You sure it had nothing to do with last night? Yeah, I'm sure.
I've been meaning to give that to you for some time now.
"Madam Olga's Self-Help Program to Become Right-Handed"? Starsky, if your best friend can't tell you, who can? You've got to realise that this whole world was designed for right-handed people.
- You're just out of step.
- I do all right.
Aren't you a little tired of doing just all right? And, finally, this one taken just 15 minutes before he was gunned down.
You know, that's absolutely amazing.
I don't think I've seen any of these photographs before.
Isaac Douglas wasn't just a civil rights leader he was one of my best friends.
In order to keep this investigation of his death open without official approval from the department, I need help.
That's why I wanted to appear on a major TV show like yours.
Well, captain, you've certainly worked hard.
But I can't take all the credit.
I just make the public appearances.
Quite a few of my detectives have given just about all of their off-duty time.
Well, Miss Sutton I'll send the blowups over later.
- See you this afternoon at your studio? - I look forward to it.
- Thanks again.
- Bye, now.
Bye-bye.
- Hey, cap.
- Hi.
Hey, you're not going to buy a candy bar, are you, huh? You just started the diet this morning.
Me, put money in this machine? You kidding? - Look here, Starsky.
- Yeah.
A candy bar.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
Don't you two guys have a beat to cover? - Oh, sure.
- Well, how about getting on it? Thanks, cap.
I don't know about this one.
- I think you look fine, Daddy.
- You really like that one? Harold, every tie you own is out here.
I was looking for the one I wore at the University Club.
You're wearing it.
Dad.
What's going on? - Cal, you and Rosie run along, huh? - Come on, Rose.
What's up? - We just came from the chief's office.
- So? Leo Moon escaped from prison two hours ago.
Captain it was a well-executed, well-organised break.
A riot was staged to cover the getaway.
Roarke has ordered a unit stationed outside your house until Moon is recaptured.
Harold? We'll wait outside, cap.
You better keep the kids inside.
I'll be back as soon as I can.
- Do you have to go? - Yes, I do.
This TV show could open Isaac's case up.
At the least, it will keep it before the public.
Besides which, you know how hard I've worked for this.
Hey.
Now, come on, give me a smile.
That's better.
Give me a kiss.
Who's the boss around here anyway? I am.
Captain, there's a squad car over there.
Now, we've had R&l pull Moon's file but we thought we'd save some time by talking to you.
You knew Moon better than anybody on the force.
Well, yeah, I guess you could say that.
We went to the academy together.
Rosie! Cal! What else can I tell you? Five years ago he disgraced himself and the department.
He was convicted of extortion and murder one.
I was instrumental in sending him to prison.
The beat you have now was his.
Well, then he's got some friends in the area, right? - That you can make book on.
- Okay.
I don't care how many times you tell these kids they're gonna leave their bikes out anyway.
Cal! Rosie! Captain, relax, I'll take care of it.
I used to leave my bike out when I was a kid.
- Yeah, I'll bet you did.
- Captain if and when Moon comes to town he's gonna get in touch with these friends.
Yeah.
Leo had a girl, used to work for Frisco Fats.
Her name was Lola.
Lola Brenner.
Lola Brenner.
We'll check with the Fat Man.
- Lf we need any more help - I'm gonna be at the TV station till 9:00.
- Then I'm coming straight back here.
- We got it.
Mr.
Pommier will take care of you from here.
I'll catch up.
- Has he got my goods? - Everything you asked for.
From a rifle with a high-powered scope, right on down the line.
We're as anxious as you that you complete your mission.
Yeah, I'll bet you are.
Before I do anything, I've got a phone call to make.
There's a pay phone over there.
Take good care of our friend.
Until this is done, just like a baby.
I'll see you later.
Move, kid.
Four ball.
Last ball.
When you play with the king, you're gonna get burned.
Be sure to come around next time you get paid, huh? Don't be ridiculous, Fat Man.
What are you gonna do, outrun us? - You guys got no business with me.
- We do.
We do.
- You want information.
- Maybe the kind that can save your life.
Leo Moon busted out of jail today.
There ain't a hole big enough for you to hide in, so you have to talk to us.
Or start getting yourself fitted for a piano crate.
You testified against Leo Moon, and he ain't gonna forget that.
- I want protection.
- We want Lola Brenner.
Lola? Sure, if anyone would know where Leo was We already know that, Fat Man.
The question is, where do we find her? From everybody we've talked to so far, sounds like she dropped off the planet.
Let me make some phone calls, and I'll get back to you guys.
Well, you make it fast.
It could mean your chubby cheeks.
Isn't that nice? All right, everybody, quiet on the set.
This is a rehearsal.
- This is really something.
- Yeah.
I've never been in a TV studio before.
Have you? Yeah, once, when I was a kid my Cub Scout group was on the Maxie Malone Show.
Hey, I remember him.
He was that little midget, right? - You know something about him? - What? - He was left-handed too.
- There, you see? I used to watch his show every day.
Hey, whatever happened to him? - He was arrested.
- For what? I don't know.
My mother never let me read that part.
Look at Dobey over there.
They say on television you gain about 10 pounds.
Yeah, that's for sure.
Off-the-record, who do you think was involved in the Douglas killing? Off-the-record or on, if I knew, I'd be there arresting them.
Yes, but you must have some idea.
Let me put it this way, Miss Sutton we know Isaac Douglas was stirring up trouble in the city finance office.
He was using some pretty important names.
For instance, C.
J.
Woodfield.
Oh, yes, I remember now.
- Hello, Mr.
Woodfield.
- I'm sorry to have kept you, Norris.
No, that's quite all right.
Moon is here and happy, ready to do his job? That's right, and chomping at the bit.
I still don't like it.
How do we know we can trust Moon? The beauty of it is, Crenshaw, we don't have to trust him.
Moon has no idea who we are or why we helped him escape from prison.
The man's single purpose in life is to kill Dobey.
Don't you see? We kill Dobey now, using this crazy ex-cop.
Then it's all over.
And there's no possible connection to us or the Isaac Douglas killing because quite frankly, Crenshaw you can't even imagine the things Moon plans to do to that family.
- Zebra 3, come in, please.
- Zebra 3, over.
Message from Frisco Fats: See the woman at the massage parlour, 14th and Hudson.
Repeat, the massage parlour at 14th and Hudson.
The Fat Man sent us here, said you could help us find Lola Brenner.
- It figures.
Cops, huh? - I'm afraid so.
Oh, well, you win some, you lose some.
Oh, well.
You know, that's the trouble with you younger generation.
No respect for age.
Check.
Well, look, could you tell us something about Lola? It looks like we're all out of luck tonight.
After Fats called, I sent one of the girls over to Lola's place.
- Man, she split.
Bag and baggage.
- Any idea where? I can't say for sure, but she was in a big hurry after she got a call this afternoon.
- You know from who? - Well, sure.
I was sitting at the desk taking phone calls, wasn't I? I really couldn't hear what he had to say.
There was some kind of funny noise, like airplane engines or something making a terrible racket in the back.
- Did you catch his name? - Well, sure.
Just a minute.
I think I got it right here.
His name was Here it is.
"Leo.
" Yeah, that's it.
There's a number there too.
Lola wasn't here, so I had to get his number so she could call him back.
If Moon was calling from an airport, he might have beat those roadblocks.
- He might have flown right over them.
- Dobey's.
- See you, sweetheart.
- Baby, I hope so.
Then he turned to me and said: "Harold, if I'm in defiance of that unjust law tomorrow you just may have to arrest me.
" - Shortly before he was killed.
- Right on, Dad.
- The September 8th march for hiring minorities.
I'm sorry, captain, but we have run out of time.
I want to thank you very much for coming tonight.
- Thank you.
- And thank you all for joining us.
All right, young man.
It's time for you to be getting to your homework.
Yeah, I guess I'd better.
Mom, can I have some ice cream? You just had a huge bowl of popcorn.
Yeah, I know, but I always get hungry when I eat popcorn.
I'll get it.
- How did I do? - Oh, honey, you were terrific.
I'm finished, so I'll be leaving in a few minutes.
- Okay.
- Did you lock up? - Yes, all the doors are locked.
- Good.
I'll be home in 20 minutes.
All right.
All right, I'll see you then.
Bye-bye.
Well, I see you didn't waste any time.
Mom? Cal, it's probably just a power failure but I don't think it would do any harm to get ahold of your father.
Hello, operator? Yes, would you get me the number of television station Channel 6? But Hello? Hello? Operator, hello? Hello? Cal.
Go upstairs.
First, lock your sister in her room and then bring me your father's spare gun.
All right.
Help! I have a gun.
I'm warning you.
Come on, Cal.
Come with me.
Watch it.
- Why doesn't he do something? - I don't know but I'm sure gonna find out.
Mama.
Bolt the door after me.
Protect your little sister.
Officer.
Officer.
Officer.
Edith, it's all right.
It's Hutch.
It's all right.
It's all right.
Come on, now.
All right, baby.
We're almost home.
Now, once Dobey is dead it's a plane for South America and $50,000 cash.
We can do a lot there with that kind of money.
If you're still alive.
I'm beginning to wonder which way you'd prefer it.
Four years is a long time, the way I've had to live.
Where the hell do you think I've been? On a picnic? Now, tonight, Dobey made the down payment for those four years.
Tomorrow he pays the whole bill.
Yeah, give me a trace on the following number: 555-1329.
Yes, Edith.
I know, baby.
Come on, sit down.
It's gonna be all right.
Dad, they said that the phones were working though they have to send a man out tomorrow.
Good, Cal.
- Rosie? - I'll go check on her.
- And close the door, will you, Cal? - Okay.
Now, everything's gonna be all right, baby.
The family's together and he can't hurt us now.
Okay, that's it.
That number Ethel gave us is from a pay phone at White Airfield.
- White Airfield? - Where's Dobey? He's in with Edith.
Thanks.
- Hello? - Hello, old pal.
Moon.
I just wanted to let you know I'm in town.
- Tomorrow's for real.
- You're a sick man, Leo.
That's right, I'm sick, but you're dead.
Edith.
I want you to go upstairs and pack.
It's better if you and the children wait over at your mother's.
But you're my husband, and this is our home.
I don't want to leave you, and neither do the children.
Edith Let's talk it over in here.
White Airfield, huh? A lot of light-plane traffic there.
Yeah.
Which means we gotta check a lot of planes before we find the one Moon came in on.
Yeah.
Hey.
Hi, Rosie.
We didn't hear you come down here.
Why does that man want to hurt us and make my mama cry? Come here, sweetheart.
I guess because that man isn't very nice.
He used to be a policeman.
He was a bad policeman, and your daddy helped put him in jail.
- Did he rob banks? - No, I don't think he robbed banks but he did a lot of other things that weren't very nice.
Please don't let him hurt my daddy.
No, we won't.
Yeah, and the third guy The third guy was big, muscular.
And he had a wicked-looking scar running right across his face.
Is this the guy? Yeah, right.
That's him.
Now wait a minute.
I want you to check that out again.
He just identified Moon.
Did you come up with anything? The plane's a rental.
A cleaning crew went through it.
There wasn't a usable print in the thing.
No.
Yeah, all right, all right.
Thanks.
Yeah.
Gentlemen, look I'm afraid to tell you that the licence and the name that the pilot used they were both phoney.
What's the matter with you? Don't you check out who rents your planes? - Yeah, usually.
- What do you mean, "usually"? I knew him.
I mean, you know, I've seen him around.
- Here? - No.
When I worked at the airfield at Mandalay Heights.
He flew for Woodfield Industries.
Wait a minute.
- C.
J.
Woodfield? - That's right.
He was the old man's private pilot.
Woodfield.
His company's one of those that Isaac Douglas named as getting special treatment on city contracts.
Wait a minute.
So if he's the one that Douglas had the goods on With Dobey opening the investigation, things could get hot for Woodfield.
Then if he wanted to kill Dobey, what better way than to bust Moon out? To ensure that Moon doesn't get hung up with a roadblock Woodfield has one of his pilots rent a plane under a phoney name fly upstate and pick him up.
This whole thing is getting scary.
We're in the middle of a conspiracy that Dobey's been trying to pin down for a year.
Well, what have we got, huh? The pilot.
Even if we make him, it's an awfully long way before we prove that Woodfield himself was involved.
- Well, Moon is the key.
- Yeah.
- And he missed last night.
- Right.
That's gonna make them nervous, huh? - Maybe they'll make a mistake.
- Let's hope so.
Zebra 3 to Control.
We're en route to Mandalay Heights Airport.
Notify Dobey.
We'll check with him.
Yeah, yeah, sure.
The pilot you guys are talking about is Marty.
A Marty Pommier.
Pommier.
P-O-M-M-l-E-R.
- You're sure of the spelling? - I ought to be.
He's signed enough work orders for me.
I do most of the maintenance on the Woodfield plane.
You always do your maintenance early on a Sunday morning? I don't think I should be talking to you two guys.
You're gonna talk to us one way or the other, pal.
Make it easy on yourself.
Woodfield's people call in the middle of the night say they got a rush-rush job.
I have to have the plane ready for a long-range flight no later than noon.
Well, then you got one hour to get Pommier for us.
I ain't got time to be running your errands.
I got to get this plane in the air.
I don't know how to break this to you.
If Pommier is the guy we're after, you're not getting anything in the air.
Your bosses aren't gonna like it if we close this place.
We'll close it down, unless we get the answers we want.
You can reach us at this number.
That's one hour.
That's interesting.
A suddenly scheduled long-range flight.
Good way to get out of the country.
The only part that bothers me is that it's scheduled for noon.
This is what I call being dressed to kill, right? Everything is set.
You leave in 30 minutes.
I want to be on time.
The captain's never late for Sunday services.
How do you know the police will let the hearse near the church? Funeral arrangements were made days ago by one of the most reputable mortuaries in the city.
- Shall we try your casket on? - Let's go.
If you're right, you're only one step away from tying C.
J.
Woodfield not only to Moon's escape, but Isaac's murder.
But on the other hand, if you're wrong Woodfield's powerful enough to see that we're walking a beat in a bean field.
That's what I like about you, cap, you always look at the bright side.
Did I ever tell you about my aunt? She was left-handed.
No.
What'd your family do, lock her up in the attic? - Yeah, sometimes.
How'd you know? - Hey, what are you talking about? Didn't you ever notice about left-handed people? A little strange.
Answer the phone, Hutch.
Yeah, Dobey's.
No, this is a Detective Hutchinson.
Yeah, we'd appreciate that.
We'll be there in about 20 minutes.
C.
J.
Woodfield just invited us to breakfast.
Heavenly Father, we thank thee for the food we are about to eat and ask thy divine grace and guidance for those who are about to share thy bounty.
Amen.
Amen.
I'm a simple man from simple roots, Mr.
Detectives.
I like to feel I can keep close to my creator.
I hope my little invocation didn't make you feel uncomfortable.
- Oh, no.
- No, why should it? One never can tell these days, with lawlessness and anti-patriotism running rampant across the nation.
Excuse me, Mr.
Woodfield.
I think you're forgetting these two gentlemen are officers of the law.
Oh, yes, yes.
Now, I believe you two are interested in talking to me about something to do with Mr.
Pommier? Yes, we'd like to ask you a few questions.
The point Mr.
Woodfield was trying to make was what sort of questions you want to ask? Was your pilot involved in helping a man escape from prison yesterday? Escape from prison? Oh, somebody has certainly sent you off on a wild-goose chase.
- Why do you say that? - Marty was with us all day yesterday.
All day? Yes, most of the day.
We were talking about a trip he's gonna make for us this afternoon.
We still want to find him, if you can tell us where he is.
We've just told you, Marty was with us.
Quite frankly, sir, we don't believe you.
Could I have some more milk, please? We want to see Mr.
Pommier.
And we want to see him now.
If we find out you knew where he was and you weren't telling us we're gonna come back and arrest the pair of you for obstructing justice.
I can see now it was a mistake inviting you here this morning.
Norris, I want their names and badge numbers.
Just tell them Starsky and Hutch.
They'll know who we are.
He's Hutch.
I'm Starsky.
I'm not in the habit of being called a liar, and I don't like it.
And I don't think my friend the governor will like it.
Well, by the same token, sir we don't like anybody busted out of jail to kill our captain.
Causes unrest in the ranks.
You never know who to invite to parties.
And believe me, Mr.
Detectives before I'm through, you two won't like it.
Oh, we stopped liking it long before when you first started serving this mush.
Everything's gonna be all right.
Not if they find Marty before Moon has finished his job.
They can't.
Not now.
There's not enough time.
After you kill Dobey, it's up to you to get back.
I'll pick you up at 11:30, and we'll be in the air by noon.
I'll make it.
Be ready at 11:30.
All right, fine.
Everything's set.
We're gonna arrive at church five minutes late but we get better protection that way.
- Whatever you think best, dear.
- You know damn well what I think.
Harold, such language, and on the way to church too.
Come on, children.
After your mother, young man.
Zebra 3, come in please.
Zebra 3, over.
Partial information on suspect Pommier.
Suspect has no listed local residence but does have a business address.
132 Marshall.
- Roger and out.
- That's in the warehouse district.
A little early, aren't you? Regular services won't be over for about a hour.
All right, drive through here.
You can park across the street.
Hold it! Freeze! What do I do now? You're the one she isn't listening to.
Come on, Starsky.
Look out.
No! Stop! Stop! I don't think she likes you, Starsky.
Too much for you, partner? Next time we bust into a room, you yell "freeze.
" - Are you Lola Brenner? - Stuff it.
Listen, you have a very easy choice, Lola.
You can spend the next 20 years in a penitentiary or you can tell us where Leo Moon is.
Edith, I want you to take the children and wait for me inside.
I'll be there in a moment.
- All right.
- Watch the door, Cal.
Everything is secure, captain.
We have officers around the perimeter.
This is Zebra 3.
Instruct all units protecting Captain Dobey that suspect Leo Moon is waiting in a hearse at the First Congregational Church.
- Okay, let's go.
- Down! Get down! Go! Go! Go! Come on, cut him off! Thanks.
I owe you guys one.
Go to the station, get started on your report.
I'll see you there in an hour.
Yeah, where will you be till then? I gave you your thanks, didn't I? Now I'm gonna give the Lord his.
- We don't have any choice.
- That's easy for you to say but I'm the one the cops are after.
I'm getting out of the country.
- You'll leave when I say you can.
- We always knew Moon could fail.
That's why we had the contingency plan.
Marty, you're the only one who can handle it.
If I get caught, it's a pipeline straight back to here.
If Dobey isn't killed, it comes back here anyway.
Marty, this way, it'll still be blamed on Moon.
We can't survive a new investigation into Douglas' assassination or Crenshaw's city contracts.
Let's face it.
Either way, everything is on the line, for all of us.
All right.
All right.
When it's done, I want a plane ready when I get to the field.
But of course.
Norris after he's planted the dynamite I think Marty will have outlived his usefulness.
- Take care of him.
- Right.
You can tell them everything's fine now.
Lola Brenner's not the brightest girl, but she figured she'd get a better break if she helped us while you were alive.
- What about Pommier? - We got the airfield staked out the warehouse, Woodfield Industries.
He moves, we got him.
According to the FBI, Pommier was a demolitions expert in the Navy then he worked for Woodfield for 12 years as a pilot and an explosives man.
You know there have been a lot of lonely hours these last few months.
I even wondered if I was crazy trying to get Isaac's case reopened.
Hey, captain if we get Pommier, and if we get him to talk we can blow this whole thing wide open.
Hutchinson.
Hutchinson.
Pommier.
What? A telephone company uniform? Got it.
Our man's been spotted at Mandalay Heights Airfield.
Wait a minute.
There was a phone truck at my house this morning.
The man was supposedly fixing the wires Moon cut.
- They're not giving up.
- Get my wife on the phone.
Tell her to get out of there.
You get the bomb squad.
Tell them to be at my house right now.
The bomb squad took 12 sticks of dynamite from under my house set to go off just as my family and I sat down for dinner.
- Is everybody all right? - Yeah, but what about Pommier? - Is he gonna cooperate? - He's ready to talk about everything from Moon's escape to Douglas' assassination.
Let's get to it, huh? The police have come in through the front gates and are on their way up.
Thank you.
I'd like to be alone, Crenshaw.
Well, Mr.
Detectives, it seems we meet again.
- What can I do for you? - Not a thing, Mr.
Woodfield.
Mr.
Pommier is already doing all that's necessary at the station.
Mr.
Woodfield, Captain Dobey.
- C.
J.
Woodfield? - Yes.
I'm placing you under arrest for the murder of Isaac Douglas.
You? - You gonna give me my rights, boy? - You're gonna get all your rights including the rights you denied Isaac Douglas the rights you denied this city by corrupting its political process even the rights you would deny me and my family.
You have the right to remain silent.
- Left foot, blue.
- Left foot, blue? Okay.
Starsky and Hutch saved our lives.
I don't see why you can't give them a simple thank-you.
Because Starsky and Hutch are policemen.
What they did was in the line of duty.
No more, no less.
- Spin it again, Rosie.
- So why'd you recommend medals? Hey, look, can we just enjoy Rosie's birthday without any more shoptalk? - Yes, dear.
- Right hand, yellow.
All right, if you don't want to admit to Starsky and Hutch themselves, why don't you admit to me that you're grateful to them for saving our lives.
Look, Edith, as captain of the detectives I've got a certain image I have to maintain.
A certain "Dignity" is always a very good word.
- Uncle Dave, Uncle Ken.
- Happy birthday, Rosie.
- Hey, sweetheart.
- For me? I suppose you could let that big kid there play with it if he promises to behave himself.
I've got one for you too, but you got to guess which hand.
- That one.
- Hey, hey, do that again.
- Do what? - Point at his hand, the way you just did.
- You're left-handed, huh? - Of course.
Oh, you come here, my little pumpkin.
You are my partner.
Rosie's left-handed.
- Now what do you got to say to that? - Well, one out of two isn't bad.