T.J. Hooker (1982) s04e19 Episode Script

(exciting music) (plane roaring) (easy jazz music) - [Announcer.]
Flight is now arriving at Gate Three.
- Is that their plane? - Yeah, that's it.
- You nervous? - A little.
I haven't seen 'em in six months.
Did you reach Romano? - Oh, he's still waiting at the house.
There's no sign of a housekeeper yet.
What's she like? - Mrs.
Parish? She's top of the line.
I spent three hours interviewing her and two days checking her background.
- Count on you, Hooker.
So how long are they staying? - Not long enough.
Two week spring break and then I gotta ship 'em back to Oregon.
I'm lucky to get my two week vacation now.
- Daddy.
- Sweetheart.
Hi, big guy.
How are you doing, huh? - Great, but we missed you.
- You did? Well I missed you too.
- How's it going, dad? - It's going just great now that you guys are here.
Wait till you meet the housekeeper I hired.
Her name is Mrs.
Parrish, you're gonna love her.
- How old is she? - I don't know, middle 60's.
She comes with great references.
- Terrific.
I'll bet she knits all the time too.
- Yeah, doesn't sound like much fun, does she? - Hey, you guys.
With the things that I have planned for us to do in the next two weeks, Mrs.
Parrish won't even earn her salary.
- For sure? - For sure.
- Now that sounds great.
How far is your new place anyway? - It's over on Fairview.
And it's not exactly my house.
I rented it from a detective who got transferred to another division.
- What happened to your funky old motel room, daddy? - Your dad decided it wasn't a great place for kids even to visit.
- You can say that again.
- [TJ.]
Oh, thanks a lot.
- Is there a yard for us to toss a football at the new place? - Oh for sure.
There's plenty of room for you to go down and out.
My arm might be a little rusty, but - Mom's boyfriend plays ball with Tommy a lot.
- He does? Thanks for telling me.
- Yeah, he's a pretty neat guy.
- [Announcer.]
The horses are at the gate.
The line is up.
They're off.
Number four, Red Talon, breaks to the inside, on the rails, taking an early lead, followed by Jack-of-All-Trades.
(gun cocks) (chuckling) (tense music) - Come on, man, let's go.
- Don't get excited.
I'm ready.
- Let's go.
Grab it, grab it.
All right, everybody just keep kissing the floor and you'll all live to see tomorrow, huh? Thank you, ladies, gentlemen.
- [Dale.]
Come on, boys, let's get outta here fast.
- [James.]
Go, go.
- [Dale.]
Come on, move it, guys.
- [James.]
Go, go, come on, out, out, out.
Come on.
(tense music) - Coming through.
Get out of the way, coming through.
- Look, I told you, I don't know you.
- I'm sure that I know you.
Here, let me see those baby blues.
- If you don't leave me alone, I'm gonna call the police.
- [Dale.]
Move back, lady.
Look out, look out.
- [Walker.]
All right, one, two, three, lift.
Okay.
Let's go, come on.
- They're never gonna be able to make it out of here with that crowd blocking the exit.
- You want me to use the bullhorn? - Save your strength when the new baby arrives, pal.
You're gonna need it.
I'll just give 'em a hand.
- Careful, there's a cop.
- [Jim.]
Can we clear the drive, please? - And there's another one by the car.
- Yes.
- Hey, what's the problem? - Uh, stroke.
Gone before we could get here.
- There are quite a few people at the track today.
Want an escort out of the lot? - Ah, no, no, no, I think we can handle it all right.
But thanks anyway, huh? - Hold on a second, I'm gonna take a look at the body.
(action music) Hey, hold it.
Get down.
(guns firing) Get down.
(tires screeching) (gun fires) (groaning) (somber music) - Well, what do you think? It's not exactly the biggest house in the world, but you each have your own bedroom.
- I like it, daddy.
It's you.
- Well, that's great, sweetheart.
I'm not exactly sure that's a compliment, but thank you.
- I wonder where Romano is.
- Well, what do you think? - I told him we were on the way.
- Huh? Not bad.
Romano.
Romano.
- Hi there.
- Romano.
Hi.
- I'm Camille.
- [TJ.]
Camille? - Camille Parrish.
My mother twisted her ankle last night and she asked if I would come and help take care of the kids.
- Boy, I bet she don't knit.
(chuckles) - Well, I'm really embarrassed you catching me like this, but well, you see when I got here your friend Romano was hanging up a houseplant and he asked me if I would help him and so I did and I held the ladder for him-- - And he dumped the pot on you.
- Well, yeah, except it really wasn't his fault.
You see, the phone rang and I jumped and I let go of the ladder and down it came.
It was just my mom calling to make sure everything was okay.
- Quite frankly, Camille, we were expecting your mother.
- Well not to worry, because I raised four brothers and two sisters practically all by myself and last summer at church camp my mother and I took care of the entire sixth grade class and that's 21 kids and everything went absolutely great.
Anyway, I am gonna need three nights a week off.
I go to night school.
I'm studying law.
I guess that's why Vince and I got along so great.
We've got a lot in common.
Well, you must be Chrissie and Tommy.
- [Chrissie.]
Yeah.
- How do you do? I'll bet you're starved after a flight in, aren't you? - [Tommy.]
Yeah.
- Well I have your dinner in the oven.
- Great.
Oh, this is our friend, Stacy.
She works with daddy.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- [Camille.]
Can you stay for dinner? - Well, I was expecting a ride home with Vince.
- He went to the hospital.
- The hospital? - He received a call and he seemed pretty shaken up by it.
(somber music) - What happened? - Terry Stafford.
He was in 16 with Corrigan while Stacy was off.
They ran smack into a heist at the racetrack.
- How bad? - Bad.
- Corrigan? - He's still down at the scene with the detectives.
I brought Terry's wife in with me.
- Oh, Hooker, is he all right? When can I see him? You know, I wake up every night with the same nightmare.
Ever since Terry joined the force, I keep thinking that one day he's going to drive out of the driveway in his car and never come back.
- I'm sorry.
He's gone.
- No.
Our little boy, Michael, it's his birthday tomorrow.
We were gonna blow up party balloons tonight.
Oh god, why? Oh why, god, why? (sobbing) - I want you to rest for awhile.
Romano will take you home.
I'll come by in a bit.
After you take her home, notify her parents and Terry's.
- He was a good cop, Hooker.
You trained him well.
- I'm gonna find out who pulled the trigger.
He just bought himself a ticket to the gas chamber.
(determined percussion beat) - Terry? - He didn't make it.
- Oh god.
What about Linda? - Romano's with her.
And Stacy went over to help.
And we're gonna be on this full-time until we get some answers.
- You're on vacation.
Your kids are here.
- I had a long talk with the kids about Terry.
What has to be done.
What do you got? - Not much, M14 with blood on it, dropped in the getaway.
I think I hit the shooter with one slug.
- He the one who shot Terry? - No it was the driver, but I got a good look at all of 'em.
- How many? - Three males, one female.
The men were dressed like ambulance attendants.
The guard cleared them when they said they had to go to the aid of a stroke victim.
Cleaned out the cage with more than 500,000.
Took off in an ambulance.
I put out a broadcast, but it was wearing stolen plates.
- Get a trace on the rifle, a lab report on the blood, and start working up composite sketches on the faces you saw.
- That's a door-locking device.
That's what held us in, otherwise Frank and I would have been all over them.
- Who spotted the ambulance first? - Well, Don was inside.
I saw them when I came out to pick up some coffee and donuts.
Yeah, now, the dispensary's over there, but the ambulance pulled in right here.
Before I knew it, they were into the corridor with the stretcher.
- Yeah, when I unlocked the door for the coffee, they pulled guns and forced their way in.
Now, I'm a trained cop, sergeant.
I have retirement disability, you know, and there was nothing I could do.
They had me cold.
- You pick up coffee every day at the same time? - Yeah, right on the break.
Sometimes I do it, sometimes it's Frank.
Why, you think maybe it was an inside job? - Or one that was cased very well.
- Hey, hey, Hooker, when are you dudes gonna let me go home, man? I got a wife and three kids, you know what I mean, man? - Yeah, I know what you mean.
The detectives tell me that you had a long conversation with the nurse at the ambulance before the heist.
What was that all about? - Hey, what do I know about what I was talking about, man? I ain't your snitch no more.
I ain't nobody's snitch.
Let go of me, man, let go of me.
- A damn fine cop was just blown away.
I wanna know what you know.
I want it, Eddy.
Let me see your eyes.
- No.
- Let me see your eyes.
Come here, come here, let me see your eyes.
- Okay.
- [Pete.]
Hooker.
- Okay, okay, I popped a little mescaline.
That's all, man.
Just a little.
Listen, you can check my arms.
Check my arms, man.
You can check the soles of my feet.
I'm clean and there's no needle marks, I swear.
- There's enough drugs inside your car to supply a small pharmacy.
That means you've been a bad boy.
Now what did you say to the nurse and what did she say to you? - I don't know, man.
She just had these legs that wouldn't quit, so I was gonna just lay a little number on her, but man, she just put me down like that.
- That's it, that's all? Anymore, anymore? - I got a look under her shades.
You're not gonna bust me, are you, man? - Well, I don't know, I'm gonna think about it while you ride downtown.
- Downtown? - Well, you got a look at her.
That means you can make an ID from the mugshots.
You do that, and I'll forget I ever saw you.
- ID, what if I can't make an ID, man? I got a wife and three kids, Hooker, come on.
I got a wife, I got a wife.
I got a wife and three kids.
- I stopped on the way to pay my respects to Mrs.
Stafford.
At a time like this, there's nothing you can say that makes any sense, but you say it anyway.
What in the hell's name made any of us wanna be cops in the first place? - I don't know, Pete, I wish I knew.
- You know, I hate to ask this, Hooker.
I know the kids are down and all, but we're gonna need all the help we can get.
- Kids have already been handled.
Put Romano out of the black and white, put us in soft clothes, and I'll have this case wrapped so fast, they'll never miss me.
- All right.
But meanwhile, I want you to pull in the reigns on that temper.
- Is that an order or a request? - A favor.
(melodic music) - I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you.
- No, I was waiting up to let you know that everything was under control with the kids.
That they're all settled in and unpacked and everything and - Great.
- And also that I took the liberty to put my things in that bedroom off the kitchen.
- Yeah, okay.
- Okay.
Kids missed you at dinner.
- Yeah.
First night in.
I should've been there.
They said they understood, but their mother used to say the same thing.
- I saw on the news that the officer killed was from your precinct.
My boyfriend's been talking about joining the police academy and every time he talks about wanting to be a police officer I just don't know what to tell him.
- Tell him it's an honorable profession and we need good cops.
- I can't help but thinking what would happen if he were out on the streets some night and ran into some crazies the way your officer did tonight.
If he got himself all shot up.
- We'll get the ones who did the shooting today.
They made off with $500,000 in hot cash, but they'll get greedy for more.
Or someone will get greedy when it comes time to divvy up what they already have, and then they'll make mistakes.
And that's when I'll be in their faces to make them sorry they ever pulled a trigger on a cop.
Goodnight, thank you.
- Goodnight.
(somber music) - [TJ.]
Sh.
Go to sleep.
(exuberant music) - Watch your fingers, it's very hot.
- Good morning.
- Good morning, daddy.
- Hi, dad.
- Good morning.
Would you like some breakfast? I make a terrific omelet.
- I'll take a rain-check on the omelet, but I'll have some coffee.
- Black coffee coming up.
- What time did you get in last night, dad? - What's this, a bed check? See if I made curfew in time? - No, he just wants to know so he can tell mom.
- Oh, great, you're gonna tell mom.
- Oh I do not.
(giggling) I know what it means when a policeman gets shot.
Did he die? - The policeman? - Uh-huh.
- Yeah, he died.
- Daddy, when you were shot that time, when you were in the hospital, remember when we were waiting to see how you were? - Sure, I remember.
When I woke up, I was never so glad to see anybody in my life.
- While we were waiting, I heard someone say you were gonna die.
- You did, who said that? - A nurse.
But mommy said you were too ornery to die.
- Sure, see, that's right, I am.
I got a hide like a crocodile.
I mean nowadays the bad guys know better than to shoot at me because the bullets just bounce right off.
Pow.
- Oh god, come on, dad, give us a break.
- I'll give you break.
I'll break your arm, come here.
- No, the other one, that's my throwing arm.
(laughing) (phone rings) - I'll break the other arm.
Hooker.
- Yeah, it's Jim, we may have gotten lucky.
We've had three teams tracking that rifle from the heist, ran its registration down to the 18th Street armory.
- Was the rifle stolen? - Don't know.
But only the guardsmen have access to the weapons, and the one we recovered was issued to a Dale John Hunter.
The picture they have in this personnel file is the same guy I traded shots with at the racetrack.
He has a North Hillside address.
- That's high-priced real estate.
- Yeah, but when he's not being a stickup man, looks like Hunter's a working stiff.
We have his occupation listed here as a house manager for Mr.
and Mrs.
Thomas Bingham.
According to his records, this guy's an expert marksman.
(determined jazz music) - The caretaker says that the owners have been vacationing at the Bahamas for the last four weeks, but Hunter's been here all the time.
- He say if he was in? - Hadn't seen him in the last couple of days.
We got a consent to search.
Let's toss his room.
(funky music) - Picked a good place to dump the ambulance, man.
Now we broke down the money and this is your fair share.
The others are gonna split the rest tonight and everybody will be home free.
What the Who the hell are you? (gun fires) (grunting) - Caretaker may not have seen him, but he's been back.
You wanna lay odds that blood matches what we took off the rifle? - I know better than to bet with you.
Did the caretaker happen to mention anybody by the name of Stephanie that Hunter might know? - No, why? - What in the hell are you suggesting? That just because I live next door to the Binghams that I'm involved in some manner with their handyman? - We found this in Dale Hunter's room, Ms.
Patton.
Caretaker said you're the only Stephanie he knows.
He also suggested that you might help us locate Mr.
Hunter.
- I've never been in that man's room in my life.
I barely know him by sight.
And even if I did, I would hardly consider it police business.
- Well, like I said, there's been a robbery and a police officer's been killed.
I would think that's reason enough to cooperate.
- Reason enough to insinuate something as personal as that? - Do you think this might've been stolen? - Well, yes.
From the laundry room or even god knows, from my own room.
- Maybe.
- A degenerate creep like that might be after something more than just lingerie next time.
When the Binghams get back from the Bahamas, I'm going to suggest that they fire him.
- Well, I don't think that'll be necessary, Ms.
Patton.
- Oh, why's that? - I just got a blast on the radio from Corrigan.
They found Hunter, dead.
- Dale's dead? - Dale? I thought you hardly knew the man.
- I always call servants by their first names.
- We'll be back.
- That's a very cold lady.
- A very tough lady.
(methodical tones) - Two wounds.
One looks like it could've been from the exchange with me at the racetrack.
The other's fresh from close range.
- No mistake about him being the rifleman from the heist? - Before they took off, I was as close as I am to you.
No mistake.
- Who found him? - Watchman over there.
Weekly fire safety inspection.
This car here is registered to Hunter.
From under the front seat of the ambulance.
Attendant's gear, one nurse's uniform with a blonde hair on the collar band.
- Romano, make sure the doc gets a PM and a lab report out as quickly as possible.
- You got it.
- What about Eddy Downing and the mugshots? - We drew a blank.
But Downing and every witness at the scene of the heist clearly identified the nurse accomplice as a brunette.
- And how are you doing on your composite sketches? - In the works, right along with Downing's.
- Stacy, that ambulance, any registration? - Sticker on the steering column says it's from Brenton Hospital.
- Stolen vehicle report? - None yet.
- Check on it.
See why it hasn't been filed.
Stacy, Terry's wife, how's she doing? - I'm going back after watch to spend the night.
Esposito and Allen are with her now.
They said she's holding up okay, considering.
- So what are we looking at here? This guy's been shot twice within 24 hours.
- All we got are two homicides and the scum who shot Terry Stafford is still out there.
(ominous music) (phone ringing) - Hello? - [Man.]
Mrs.
Stafford? - Yes, this is Mrs.
Stafford.
- I just called to tell you how sorry I am about your husband's death.
I mean-- - Who, who is this? - [Man.]
Just a friend.
A friend who regrets the passing of your husband.
It wasn't supposed to happen that way, you know? Nobody was supposed to get hurt.
- [Linda.]
I don't understand.
What are you talking about? - They were all scum, degenerate garbage.
All of them together not worth the life of one fine police officer like your husband.
I read about his record in the newspaper and they were going to give him the posthumous Medal of Valor.
He deserves it.
- Tell me who this is, please.
You're frightening me.
- Don't be frightened.
I want you to go to your front door.
There's something there.
Go on, go on now.
(dial tone) - What's the matter, Linda? What is it? - There's money in here, a lot of it.
- Please forgive.
The money is for the little ones.
- There must be thousands of dollars in there.
- There's no signature.
I'm gonna call Hooker.
- So your mom's boyfriend, pretty neat guy, huh? - Yeah.
And they're thinking of getting married.
- Yeah, I know that.
I just wanted to make sure that you guys were happy with the situation.
- Oh, we'd have been happier if you and mom didn't get a divorce, but we'll be okay.
- Well, you know how much I missed you, how much I love you.
Your mom did the right thing for the family.
If I didn't think so, I wouldn't have gone along with it.
- Daddy? You know your friend, the police officer who died? - Uh-huh.
- Is he gonna go to heaven? - He was a good man, and a good father.
I'm sure he will.
- Mommy said that when Champ died, it was like he closed the door of one room and went into another.
- Well that's a good way of putting it.
I may not be able to get in touch with my friend, but even though he's gone, I know he's there.
- You gonna go to his funeral? - Uh-huh.
Pay my respects to him, to his family.
- Hey, when I was looking all over town for the troops, I should've thought of your favorite park.
Tommy, Chrissie.
- We got a standing reservation here.
Sit down, let's have some dessert.
- Well, I'm sorry to break up the party, but I got a call from Stacy, she's at Linda Stafford's house.
They need to talk to you right away.
- Okay, kids, let's have some dessert to go.
And a little TV before bedtime? - Sure.
Camille's gonna teach me how to needlepoint.
- Clever girl, that Camille, among other things.
- Take it easy, Romano, she's got a boyfriend.
- I'll wait.
(dramatic tones) - And that's all I can remember.
I was upset.
I think I've told you everything.
- Linda, you should be in bed.
I'll help you check on Michael before you turn in.
- A note, money.
What do you suppose it all means? - Well, they netted over $500,000, so maybe it was worth to relieve their guilt.
- You know, the longer I'm on this job, the less I understand about some of these twisted creeps.
Corrigan's following up with Brenton Hospital.
He asked me to give you these composites.
This one's the one Eddy Downing made of the nurse without her sunglasses on.
Recognize the lady? - If you make the brunette into a blonde then you have Stephanie Patton.
(dramatic tones) - You're right, that ambulance was missing.
But the reason there was no stolen vehicle report filed on it yesterday is that it wasn't stolen, it was checked out for maintenance.
We just got word that it never arrived at the garage.
- Who checked it out? - An attendant, Walker Redding, and a male nurse, James Rourke.
And I haven't seen either one of them since.
Redding was more or less a cipher while he was here.
His work record was all right, but he wasn't the friendliest of types.
Rourke, on the other hand, seemed to be rather conscientious, hard-working.
So that should be all right for you? - Uh-huh.
- Mr.
Burnett.
- Hi.
- Anything wrong? - It must've been the excitement yesterday, just a few chest pains.
- I made him come in for a checkup.
- You nail those crooks yet? - We're working on it.
- You'll get 'em.
- A coronary is nothing to take lightly, Mr.
Burnett.
I told you two months ago to ease up.
- You can't keep an ex-harness bull like me down.
Just a couple of days off, I'll be fine.
- Thanks again for your help.
- You're welcome.
- [Dispatcher.]
Four-X-ray-30, meet Officer Corrigan on a phone patch through TAC-2.
- Go ahead, Jim.
- They're regular hospital employees.
Average work records.
Checked out the ambulance, never returned it.
And the descriptions match the suspects we're tracking.
- All right, put an APB out on them and we'll be in touch from North Hillside.
(determined electronic music) - [Vince.]
Hooker.
- Yeah, I see it.
(tires screech) She's dead.
(engine revving) (exciting chase music) - Four-X-ray-30, in silent pursuit of ADW suspect in '69 green Chevy Impala.
West on North Hillside towards Freeman.
(tires screeching) (horn honking) (tires squealing) (crashing) It's gonna blow.
(intense music) (explosions boom) (soft jazz music) - All right, look, I admit I was there.
I saw the girl dead in the car.
I've been around cars all my life.
I mean, people don't know how dangerous an automobile can be.
I mean, you leave the motor running in a car in a closed garage and I mean, the fumes could kill you.
I think maybe she was an unhappy lady.
What did the coroner say? You know, I used to work in the coroner's office in San Diego.
- You've been around, haven't you? - I've paid my dues.
- You're gonna wind up paying for murder.
- Forget it.
I didn't touch her.
She was like that when I got there.
I went in the house and then you show up.
- She was found unconscious.
Behind the wheel.
She'd had been smacked on the head.
And there was blood outside the car.
And there wasn't any trace of carbon monoxide.
- Which means, she was bleeding before the car motor was turned on.
And your fingerprints are all over the place, Redding.
- Look at this.
This wig matches the hairstyle the brunette nurse at the racetrack heist was wearing.
We found it in Stephanie Patton's bedroom.
We found a scrap of money wrapper that matches those used by the racetrack cashiers.
Look at this, Redding.
A recent snapshot of Ms.
Patton and a gentleman friend who was just murdered, Dale Hunter.
Murder among thieves, Redding, that's what was going down.
Either a double-cross or a disagreement about the split.
And you're right smack in the middle of it.
- I don't know what you're talking about! - One of you wanted the whole pot of gold for himself, either you or your buddy in the ambulance, James Rourke.
Where do I find James Rourke? - If I cooperate, what kinda deal can I cut? - No deals, spit it out.
- I just went to get my share of the money.
I didn't kill the girl, I didn't kill Hunter.
I hardly even knew 'em.
- Then how'd you get involved? Okay, Vincent, get him out of here.
Book him up.
- Let's go, pal.
- Murder one, two counts.
- All right, it was Rourke, Rourke.
He's the one who put it together.
I didn't think he had smarts, but somehow he did it.
He do Hunter, and Ms.
Nose-In-The-Air.
- How did Rourke know Hunter? (giggling) - An IV.
They used to get their kicks together.
This heist was supposed to be the biggest kick of all.
- Maybe the biggest kick was killing each other off.
You killed Rourke too? - No! Now how many ways do I gotta say it? I didn't kill anybody! - There's one way you could say it.
Tell me where to find Rourke.
(dramatic music) - Looks like Rourke beat a hasty departure which leaves us with zip.
- More freaky people, out there looking for kicks.
- You know, I can't figure a lady like Stephanie Patton tied in with the others.
Even if she was a cold lady, it looked like she had everything she could possibly want out of life.
- You have everything and sometimes you still want more.
- Racetrack security said the thieves used a duffle bag.
Maybe Rourke got tired of carrying his money the same way.
- [TJ.]
Yeah, maybe they figured they needed some other kind of traveling bag.
- Think he's going to Mexico? - Let's ask his travel agent.
- [Dispatcher.]
Four-X-ray-30, New York travel agency confirms that a James Rourke has a ticket on Express World Airline flight 101 to Mexico City.
- When is that flight scheduled to leave? - [Dispatcher.]
10:30 tonight.
- Roger.
- That's 25 minutes from now.
(siren blaring) (exciting music) (plane roaring) - [TJ.]
Excuse me.
- You have a man on your - I don't recognize him.
- Have all passengers checked in? - Well we have all but three confirmations, but they don't have to check in at the desk.
They can check in at the gate.
- We wanna halt takeoff of that flight.
- I don't have the authority.
- You saw the badge.
- I'm sorry, I have to speak with my superior.
- What gate? - Five.
- Look, why don't you take me to your superior right away? (thrilling music) (giggling) (alarms ringing) (planes screaming) (groaning) - [TJ.]
Call an ambulance.
You gonna be okay? - It'll be all right as soon as I catch my breath.
- Burnett.
Where's James Rourke? - He's dead.
I planned this whole thing.
He just put the others together for me, that's all.
Now he's dead, just like the other two.
If you hadn't nailed Redding, I would've taken him out too.
- So why'd you do it? - Oh, pensioned off by the police force for a bad heart, left to scrape by on half-pay, when every day, all around me there's money, money, stacks of money.
You could say this was just a last fling for me before my heart went on me someday.
- Turn around.
I might buy that as a start.
- I'm telling you, this thing was just a cracker box waiting for the one guy with the brains to pull it off.
- You made one mistake.
- The others? Fools, they were all fools.
I just needed them to help me carry it off.
There wasn't supposed to be any shooting.
Nobody was supposed to get hurt.
I heard about that poor police officer and I'm sorry, I'm real sorry.
- Yeah, so sorry you tried to ease your conscience by giving his widow some of your blood money.
Let's go.
(somber music) - Thanks, lieutenant, bye-bye.
- [Chrissie.]
Do you have the tickets, dad? - I'm gonna get 'em now, sweetheart.
How's Linda holding up after the funeral? - Well, O'Brien said she's a real fighter.
Police Memorial Fund is gonna cover all the funeral expenses.
- Great.
Now she's gonna need a lot more of that other kind of help.
- Well, it's already started.
Fran called her from Oregon.
- Dad, do I have to wear this necktie all the way home? - It's a two hour flight, it isn't gonna kill you.
- He just doesn't want mom to think that he's not taking good care of us.
- Am I overdoing it? - Yeah.
- Yeah.
- All right, here.
- Except for the three days.
Oh, and then we had you the whole two weeks.
Oh, I guess I shouldn't complain.
- [Announcer.]
Flight 310 to Portland is now boarding.
All passengers-- - Guess that's us, huh? - Yeah, I guess that's us.
- I guess that's us.
- Be cool, Tommy.
Bye-bye, beautiful.
- Take care of your sister.
And I'll see you when the school lets out.
And I got some real neat things planned for the summer.
- Do we get to have Camille back? - Yeah, we liked her a lot.
- Okay, you got Camille.
- All right.
- Take care of yourself.
And say hello to your mother for me, will you? - Okay.
- You gonna be all right, daddy? - Yeah, I'm gonna be all right.
I'm gonna miss you guys a lot, 'cause I love you a lot.
All right, you guys, get going.
Call me when you land.
(wistful music) (exciting music)