Starsky and Hutch (1975) s01e17 Episode Script

- Do you wanna take this, Starsk? - No, go right ahead.
- I'm busy.
- Yeah.
I thought you were busy.
You read lips? You know your rights? Oh, please don't cry.
Please don't cry.
Do you have identification? A wallet? What's that all about? Well, you see, captain we were on our way to report for duty and we got a call to go to Papa Giavonna's candy store.
You mean you two busted him for stealing candy? Yeah.
Shoplifting.
What else were we supposed to do? Have you ever been arrested before? Arrested? Did you nod? Did you nod "yes"? One time? Well, wait a second.
Did he nod once or was he arrested once? Will you stay out of this? You've been arrested one time? Once? Three times.
You wanna tell me just what the devil is going on? - Who the devil's asking? - My name is Ignatius.
Father Jonathan Ignatius.
I run a halfway house down in the Bayside section for parolees and this guy's one of my graduates.
What's he charged with? Shoplifting.
Your man here stole $42.
30 worth of candy from Papa Giavonna's candy store.
He insisted on pressing charges.
We had no choice.
Sure, you did.
You could have given the owner the $42.
30.
He's got a point, Hutch.
Could have done that.
Wait a minute.
We tried that.
- Did you? - Yes.
Next time, try throwing in the threat of eternal damnation for good measure.
Papa Giovanna has agreed to withdraw the charges.
Here's the receipt.
Okay? Yeah, okay.
Okay.
He says he's terribly sorry and it will never happen again.
Yeah.
Nice to have met you.
He wants you to meet his friend, R.
C.
They're both ex-cons.
R.
C.
Lost his speech and hearing at a prison riot when a guard hit his head with a billy club.
He hasn't been too thrilled with cops since.
- Well, see you.
- Yeah.
Hey, you might as well take the candy with you.
This is Zebra Three, 2: 15 a.
m.
We have completed another patrol of Sector Two.
All clear.
Roger, Three.
I'm starting to feel like a night watchman.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- Would you like to see a menu? - Depends.
What's in the centrefold? How about an 8x10 glossy of my 6'2" boyfriend? - How about that? - How about that.
Well, okay, how about two hamburgers a double order of french fries one of your super-duper chocolate malts and a cup of coffee? Oh, how about you? A glass of water.
Sweetheart, I guess it's you and me.
- Was that Bogey? - Yeah.
Keep practicing.
You think eating nothing for 40 hours and drinking lots of water is gonna make you healthier? - Yeah.
It's not just to make me more healthy it's to maintain my already fantastic physical condition.
It's the natural way.
Ever seen an animal in the wild? You ever seen a fat lion? Huh? No.
Come to think of it, I've never seen a thin hippopotamus either.
Wait till your order comes back.
- Oh, boy, here comes my food.
- Two-eleven at 113 Talmadge.
- That sounds like our boy.
Let's go.
- That's my food.
Remember the lion, Starsk.
Remember the lion.
Later.
Listen.
You don't have a chance, so you might as well kick it in now.
- That makes me mad.
- It could've been worse.
Tore my jeans, dummy, when I went down back there.
Hey, that's my bonnet you're stepping on.
Why didn't you blow a bugle too? Hey! Go.
Hold it! Hey! Larry.
Larry! What are you doing here? What are you doing here? Wait.
One minute.
Your cat? No? Yes.
Father, you told us R.
C.
And Larry graduated from this place.
- They have.
- What were they doing here tonight? They do the general maintenance here.
All current residents have outside jobs.
They only sleep here at night.
The fact is, Father Ignatius and I are usually too busy to keep up with everything that falls apart around this old place.
Dismas Centre loaned Larry and R.
C.
Money to get their print shop started.
This is their way of paying the loan back.
You're sure both of them were here all night? That's right.
Jessie! You never cease to amaze me.
I figured you might need sustenance, Father, with them around.
Move it! Plainclothes are the worst kind of fuzz.
Oh, Jessie, they're our guests.
"Beware of false prophets that come to you in sheep's clothing and inwardly are ravenous wolves.
" St.
Matthew.
- No, thank you.
- No.
- Is this one of your inmates? - Yeah, as a matter of fact, she is.
- Armed robbery.
- Armed robbery? Her? Yeah.
What are you? Some kind of sexist? Father, we'd like a list of everyone who lives here.
Why? Because we've now cleared Larry and R.
C.
? And you still naturally presume it's gotta be somebody who lives here? - Well, it's possible.
- Don't you understand? All these people are here voluntarily.
No court ordered them here.
They're here because they're sick of spending their lives in jail.
And they're afraid of being sent back.
And I'm not gonna have a couple of tinhorn cops rousting them around.
We're not gonna roust anybody.
We just wanna see a list.
I've got the papers in my office upstairs.
It'll just take me a couple of minutes.
- Kim? Wanna help me? - Yes, Father.
Father's not usually short-tempered.
It's just, the last couple months, he's been working day and night.
The kid's right.
Father's been working awful hard.
Well, if he can reform a cutie like you, it's all been worth it.
Starsk, let's check on Larry.
Larry, R.
C.
, sorry that we kept you so late.
Yeah.
Oh, hey.
Would you like us to drive you home? Home? Okay.
All right.
Well, you know, for fuzz, you guys are okay.
Thanks.
Did anybody ever tell you you got a Paul Muni look to you? Who told her to say that? Your mother? I don't know.
A magnificent performance, as usual.
I thought so.
However, I'm afraid we do have a problem.
None of the current residents on that list can tie us to anything.
No, no one on the current list.
But when they get to the parole board and start digging deeper up pops Bessinger's name.
You just tell Bessinger to keep his mouth shut and lay low.
No more robberies until the heat lets up.
Kim, you're forgetting.
My order is sending three more priests from back east next week to help out with the work here.
If we're not gone like we plan to be, they know I'm not the real Ignatius.
And if we skip before the police find their cop-killing safecracker, well we might as well wave a red flag in their face and say: "Come and get us.
" We're kind of in a spot.
What should we do? If they're looking for a safecracker, maybe we ought to give them one.
Where are you hiding? I suppose the cafeteria had to close to restock supplies after you left? I'll have you know I missed breakfast.
I couldn't eat that meal you invited me to at your place last night.
This is the first chance I've had to sit down and enjoy a really decent meal.
You're the one that's supposed to be on the diet and you can either stand and watch, or you can sit down, like a man and choose whatever your blond heart desires.
Yeah, well, not for another At least we know one thing for sure.
You're not gonna die of thirst.
I'll have you know something.
If this creation could sing, dance and whistle Dixie I'd probably marry it.
Starsky, you're not gonna have time for that.
Lab boys say our guy made a mistake last night.
Used too big a charge.
They can tell he was using jury-rigged soundproofing cups with magnesium leaders.
And according to the computer that's the specialty of Herman Bessinger.
His last known address was Dismas Centre.
Funny.
- Small world.
- Isn't it? It says here he sometimes tends bar at the Glitter Club.
I want you two to hit the streets and find him.
Okay.
What do you think you're gonna do with that? - Take it with me.
- No, you're not.
You know the rule about eating on duty.
- You're kidding? - No, I'm not.
Now, put that down, get on the street and see if you can find this guy.
Come on! Captain? I told you to get out of here and see if you can find him, didn't I? Well, go on, get out there! Glitter Club.
Bessinger.
Yeah, all right, I'll tell him.
Hey, you.
- Who? Me? - No, you.
I'm me.
- Yeah? - Who ordered Chinese from next door? - You did.
- I know that.
- Is it ready? - Ready.
- Fantastic.
- You can't leave now.
I'm winning.
I'm starving.
We've been playing shuffleboard for hours.
My arm's about to fall off.
Look.
Bessinger hasn't made his move yet and I don't think he's gonna make it while I pick up my food and come back.
Yeah, okay.
Hey, that's mine! Come on! Come on! I'll give you an egg roll.
Glitter Club.
Bessinger.
- What do you want? - I've run into some trouble.
I'm gonna need your help blowing this one.
- You did everything as usual? - Everything.
I told you, it just isn't working.
I need you here.
Now.
All right, all right.
I'll be there in 10 minutes.
Hey, Ray.
Take over, huh? Look at it this way, Starsk you would have been hungry in a half an hour anyway.
- Looks like we hit pay dirt.
- Yep.
Zebra Three, Zebra Three.
This is Dobey.
Come in, please.
Zebra Three here.
Go ahead, captain.
We got that follow-up information on Bessinger.
Came across an interesting item.
The last year he was in prison his cellmate was your friend, Larry Horvath.
Thanks, captain.
Out the window and gone.
He's dead, Starsk.
Must have made one hell of a bang.
What's this doing here? What? Best-Bar.
Larry? - Well, well, well.
- Hello, Father.
If it isn't my two favourite detectives.
Holmes and Watson, isn't it? I'm sorry to have kept you waiting.
What can I do for you? Like a cigar? - No, thanks.
- No, thank you.
Couple of things, Father.
First, Herman Bessinger.
- Bessinger? - Yeah.
Ex-con, ex-safecracker and, as it turns out, resident of Dismas Centre.
So what? Well, the "so what" is that Bessinger is dead.
And we thought if you had told us about that the other night we might have done something.
The other night, you asked me for a list of current residents.
Bessinger hasn't lived here in two months.
Now, if you want to get a list of alumni Are you saying Herman was mixed up in that shooting match you two had? It's a little more than being involved.
We saw his partner run into this place.
Partner? Who'd you have in mind? We'd like to talk to Larry.
- Sweet, smiling, kitten-loving Larry? - Yep.
Sweet, smiling, kitten-loving Larry, as it turns out spent one whole year as Bessinger's cellmate.
You've gotta be out of your mind.
You know Larry's a deaf mute.
- That'd make him a lousy burglar.
- Father.
The address.
He and R.
C.
Have an apartment behind their shop.
Like pulling teeth.
They can't hear, so you shouldn't have trouble sneaking up on them.
Thank you, Father.
- Larry still here with the kittens? - Yeah.
How did it go with the cops? They're on their way to the print shop.
Everything is right on schedule.
Larry the police.
The police just left here.
I'm afraid it's going to be just like I told you last night.
It's not going to be safe for you to hide here anymore.
I don't know what you're going to do.
I have to have time to think.
You are going to have to leave here now.
Now, Larry.
Larry.
You know what'll happen if the police find you.
They'll use you.
Like people always use you.
They'll make you say that R.
C.
Wasn't here the night they came.
You know what that means? They wanna use you to hurt your friend.
Now, they don't like R.
C.
They wanna send him to prison again.
Now, Larry you know they can make you say anything they want.
You know that.
You'll have to trust me.
Do you have the gun I told you to bring from the shop? The gun? Now, I'm gonna have Kim drive you into town.
Kim drive you to town.
Believe me, everything is gonna work out for the best.
Nice place.
Nice place.
Real fine, R.
C.
Where's Larry? Larry? - He's not here, huh? - R.
C Time? What time will Larry return, come back? Where did he go? Where did Larry go? Just no way to get to him.
- R.
C.
, R.
C.
- Friend, friend.
Yeah.
Larry - Larry is a friend.
Friend of ours.
- We wanna help him.
R.
C.
, Larry's in trouble.
Understand? He's in trouble.
We wanna help him.
"R.
C.
, I had to run away so the police won't find me.
You know why.
Larry.
" Thank you.
I want an APB on Larry Horvath.
- No.
- What? Cap, you issue an APB on Larry, might as well issue his death warrant.
Some patrolman spots Larry, tells him to halt, Larry won't understand.
He's liable to get frightened, run and catch a bullet.
Captain, more than that we don't believe that he did it.
Okay, but two nights ago, you chased him to Dismas Centre and the night of the robbery where you found Bessinger you found a candy wrapper.
Now you tell me he's disappeared.
And this note? Why, that's almost a confession.
He may not be your prime suspect, but he is involved.
And besides which, a police officer has been killed.
My hands are tied.
I don't have any choice.
Dobey here.
I want an APB on Larry Horvath.
White, male, 34.
Suspect might be armed and dangerous.
Look where you're going.
Watch it.
What the? You gave us the note.
It doesn't help much.
Maybe we're not making ourselves clear.
R.
C follow me.
Larry is out in the city.
He's walking around.
If a cop cop, sees Larry he's gonna shoot him.
A patrol car A patrol car, a police car, almost had him 20 minutes ago.
He came that close to being a dead man.
Dead man.
- What does that mean? - It means he understands.
Speed up.
Then help us find him.
Why not? "Prison.
" You know, R.
C.
, the funny thing Look, what you don't understand is that we don't think Larry's involved with the safecracking.
We think somebody framed him.
Somebody who frightened him enough to make him run.
Oh.
The thought had crossed our mind.
You can't talk when they're looking at you.
"Larry is my friend.
" Yes, we know! "My only friend.
" Then how do we find him? If we're going to save Larry's life we have to work together.
- "How?" - How? That's a hell of an answer.
- "Places"? - "Place" Place? Places Places where Where he hangs out.
Okay, come on.
Let's get out of here! Nope.
- Anything? - No.
What about you? Nothing.
Well, R.
C.
, where next? R.
C.
, no place else? I hate to be crass, but I haven't eaten since this whole thing began.
You know I think better on a full stomach.
Hey, R.
C.
, you hungry? He's hungry.
You can watch.
- Well? - Everything is just fine.
Did almost lose him to a couple cops, but fat boy gave them the slip.
- Where is he now? - Over at the Nuart Theatre on Hayes.
Found an all-cowboy show.
He seems to have settled himself in pretty good.
I'd say he's accomplished just about everything we could have hoped for.
And now, the sooner we finish him off, the better.
Two hamburgers, right? Lettuce, tomato, mayonnaise, salt, pepper, relish and lots of onions.
- Starsk? - What? - Glass of water.
- Oh, yeah.
Water.
Three.
You got me drinking water.
Any brainstorms? Why would Larry run? According to Dobey, it's because he's guilty.
Well, let's forget Dobey for a minute.
Assuming that he isn't guilty, why did he run? Unless maybe he was trying to protect somebody.
But what if somebody convinced Larry that he did do it? Well, it would have to be someone he trusted someone who knew sign language.
Somebody who had access to prison records.
Somebody who knew Larry and Bessinger were cellmates.
Right.
You get back to the print shop, okay? We'll see you there as soon as we know anything.
What? I don't know what'll happen first, whether I'll go broke or hungry.
Zebra Three, Zebra Three, come in, please.
Zebra Three here.
Go ahead.
I called Philadelphia and got that information on Ignatius.
White male, 180 pounds, about 6 feet.
Matches so far.
And when you see him, wish him happy birthday.
According to the priest I talked to, he's 71 today.
Ten-four.
Seventy-one? - Lighten up, you guys.
- Where is he? - You got nothing on me.
- Where is he? How about murder one? Killing a cop in this state requires the death penalty.
- I didn't do that.
It was Marty! - Marty who? Marty.
He's the name of your fake priest? Yeah.
What happened to the real one? Where's the real Ignatius? They killed him.
But I didn't do that.
You convince me.
Where's Marty? What's he doing with Larry? One, please.
Enjoying yourself, Larry? Larry.
Larry.
Larry.
I want you to come outside with me.
I want to talk to you.
I want to talk to you outside.
Larry Larry, it'll only take a minute.
Larry.
Get the manager on the phone.
There may be trouble.
Larry, just for a minute.
Come on.
Larry All right, now I want you to come outside with me.
Right now! Hold it! Police! Everybody, stay down! Take care of that man and get everybody out of the theatre! - Starsk, where are you? - Right here.
- You all right? - Yeah.
- I got the front.
- Okay, I'm going in.
Hey! Hey.
Hey.
Hey! Hey, Starsk.
Do you think Pat O'Brien will ever forgive us? What's in there? Come on.
What is it? What is it? - Hey.
- Look at that.
Is that Is that for us? What? Those cats are for us.
Oh, that's nice.
Hey, R.
C All right, look.
Larry, R.
C my house is too small.
Yeah, Larry I'm hardly ever home.
Sorry.
What? Those cats Yeah? - Your cats.
- Your cats.
Oh, you're the papa.
Oh, I got it.
I got it, I got it.
The cats are named Starsky and Hutch.
Sure.
You just brought them down to show us? - That's it.
Terrific.
- They're cute.
They're nice.
- Hey, that's Starsky.
- No, no, no.
- No, that's Hutch.
That's Starsky.
- What are you saying? That's Starsky.
This cute little burglar.
Look at that.
Oh, you cute little thing, you.
- Hey, kitty, kitty.
- That one looks more like me than you.
What's the matter? I don't even think this is my cat.
- What are you talking about? - That's Starsky.
That's Hutch.