One-Adam-12, handle code 3.
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Roger, Adam-4.
We're on the south side.
I'll take the side.
Don't make a sound.
Not one word.
Who else is in there.
How many to go?
He wasn't too friendly.
I guess we can count...
Chick, is the truck ready?
Yeah. Let's get moving.
Chick, where are you?
Police, hold it!
Pete, get out of the way!
Pete, move!
You okay?
Yeah.
We got him coming
out the back door.
Did you check the
rest of the place?
Yeah, it's clean.
Everything's shut
down for Sunday.
There's another one
handcuffed inside the van.
Lucky nobody was in
the way of that thing.
Luck had nothing to do with it.
And at end of watch,
I'm buying a cop
named Tony Johnson
a steak dinner that says so.
Ten reports,
three notifications,
and we're two hours overtime.
How long we gonna
wait around here?
Just long enough for
speedy here to get dressed.
That's the first time
I've ever known you
to be late for a steak dinner.
Where you been? We've
been waiting an hour.
You mind if we skip tonight?
No, I don't mind.
What's the matter?
According to the captain,
somebody's put a real hat on me.
That's where I've been
since the end of watch.
What's the story?
I don't know.
Some guy comes
in, signs a paper.
Next thing I know, the
skipper's got me on the carpet.
I don't know what's going on.
What'd the captain tell you?
Not much of anything.
Internal Affairs Division
has started an investigation.
Somebody's accused
me of blackmail.
Blackmail?
That's what I said.
Look, can we make that
dinner on Wednesday?
Maybe I'll be able to find
out something by then.
Yeah, sure.
Didn't he give you
any particulars?
He said I.A.D. would
take care of that.
I was just talking
to Tony's partner.
- Yeah?
- He doesn't have any idea
what's going on either.
I tell you one thing
though, he's scared.
Of what?
Well, his partner's in trouble
and he's a probationer.
You mean, Olsen thinks
he's gonna fall with him?
Yeah. The watch commander
put him on the desk.
He's got an appointment
this afternoon
with Internal Affairs.
Hey, Pete?
Uh, about Tony.
You think there's
any chance that he...
That he might have gone bad?
No way.
What makes you so positive?
Because he doesn't have a
dishonest bone in his body.
In fact, he's probably the
best policeman I ever knew.
Okay, Pete. If you say so.
Hey, I better ask for seven
if we're gonna meet Tony
for dinner like we planned.
It's about that time.
This is One-Adam-12
requesting code 7
at Trenton and 4th.
One-Adam-12, stand by.
One-Adam-12, okay 7.
We were worried
about being late.
I'm sure he's got a good reason.
Hi. Sorry I'm late.
I was with Internal Affairs.
- What'd you find out?
- It's a real bummer.
What did this guy say you did?
- Pete, I...
- What'll it be?
Coffee, black.
- No steak?
- No appetite.
Pete, I didn't do anything.
But nobody seems
to want to believe me.
Okay, Tony.
Why don't you give it
to us from the beginning.
I just wish I knew what
made this guy do it.
Well, who is this guy?
His name is Ralph Bender.
Last week he goes
to Internal Affairs
and tells them I shook
him down for $200.
Can you imagine that? Me
shaking somebody down!
Did he say you had
something on him?
Oh, yeah. Yeah.
He's got the whole
thing wrapped up
in a nice tight
little ball of wax.
He says if I didn't
give him 200...
- Anything else?
- No. No, thank you.
He says that if I
didn't give him $200,
I threatened to tell his wife
that he was fooling around
with these B-girls
who roll drunks.
Do you know this guy, Bender?
Yeah, that's the problem.
- I racked him up last week.
- What for?
Tossing one of those
joints in Main Street.
The Dead Angel Bar.
It's near your district.
Olsen and I were
patrolling the area
and we... we saw this guy
and this girl
getting into his car,
in an alley in back of the bar.
Well, you know, Sgt. MacDonald
asked us to do what we could do
down there to
discourage those B-girls
and their buddies
from rolling drunks.
Anyway, we approached
them, we talked to them,
we took off down the street
and watched 'em for a while.
Eventually she
got out of the car
and went back to the bar.
This guy took off.
But he says that you
took him for $200?
Yeah, but not then.
Oh, boy, this guy is cool.
He must have figured
I wouldn't have my partner
with me as a witness.
He told I.A.D.
I did it later on.
Later?
Yeah.
He says I called him
the next morning at work.
I threatened to tell his
wife he was fooling around.
The way I.A.D. got it,
Bender said I had
him leave 200 in cash
underneath an
ash can in an alley
in back of a service station.
When? What time?
Last Tuesday at
That's another problem.
I got nobody to prove
I was at home asleep
last Tuesday at
I never... I never
thought I'd see the day
when I needed an alibi to...
Hey, Pete.
Wait a minute. Didn't
you call me last Tuesday?
It was Tuesday, in the morning,
about the ad in the paper.
It was Tuesday, wasn't it?
No, it was Thursday.
Yeah. Yeah, it was Thursday.
Boy, we're gonna
grab on for anything.
You're right. It was Thursday.
Come on, Tony, think.
There's got to be
something else.
Hey, would one of you cops
throw this bum out of here?
I want you to throw this
bum out of here right now.
I've had it right up to here!
Throw him out!
What's the problem?
The bum's the
problem! Look at him.
He's been sitting
there for an hour,
nursing this cup of tea.
Well, did he pay for it?
Ye... Yes, sir, Officer.
I surely did.
Right there it is.
I don't mean no harm, Officer.
Just resting my feet.
Lookit here. Just
resting his feet is he?
He's a mooch, that's what.
I paid for the hot
water, Officer.
But you didn't pay
for the ketchup.
Did you ever see stealing
like that in your life?
It's a crime, that's what it is.
I want him arrested.
Imagine making tomato soup
out of hot water and ketchup.
He's a thief, that's what.
No, ma'am. There's
no crime here.
What do you mean?
He took the ketchup.
He just plain took it.
You usually charge
for the ketchup
or do you put it
out on the counter
for anybody to use?
Well, you have to buy
something to get the ketchup.
We just don't give
the ketchup away.
No crime, ma'am.
Here you go, old timer.
Get yourself something to eat.
Thank you, sir.
He'll just blow it
on a bottle of wine.
I think I'll just have one
of those bowls of chili.
In the restaurant
down the street.
A much better place of class.
I'm no thief.
And I don't want
anybody thinking I am.
There's got to be
something else.
I just can't put
my finger on it.
Hey, Tony. What about the girl?
Has anybody talked to her?
What for?
You can't use her as a witness.
He says I phoned him, remember?
Yeah, you also said
that she stayed in the car
a little while after
you left, right?
- Right.
- So what were they doing?
- Just talking.
- About what?
I don't know.
I guess what any B-girl
would be talking to a guy about.
No, I mean, did he
say anything to you or...
Yeah, he said something to me.
He said something
to me before we left.
He was a little uptight.
I didn't think much
about it at the time.
What's that?
He said he was
gonna get my badge.
Oh, wow.
I thought he was just
saving face with the girl.
It seems to me that girl
would be worth finding.
Oh, man, anything's worth a try.
What do you say? Will
you guys look for her?
Look, how would it look if
I found my own witness?
I'm sure I.A.D.'s
already looking for her.
Those guys are real
sharp. It's their bag.
It'd be better if
we stayed out of it.
They're headhunters
is what they are, Pete.
Come on, Tony.
You know that's not true.
They're not out to hang anybody.
They just want to find
out what happened.
Everything I hear,
they investigate
any charges against an officer
three ways from Wednesday.
That's right. If you're innocent
you've got nothing
to worry about.
All right. All right.
So they're straight.
It wouldn't hurt if you
guys gave 'em a hand
looking for that girl, would it?
I guess we could keep
our eyes open for her
while we're on duty.
If we spot her, we'll
turn her over to I.A.D.
Do you know her name?
Oh, yeah. Her street
name is Ginger.
She's about medium
height, blonde,
and she's got a beauty
mark on her right cheek.
You'd never miss
her, believe me.
One lousy dime. That's no tip.
No, ma'am. It's a hint.
One-Adam-12, One-Adam-12,
see the man. A 4-84 suspect.
1532 East Main at
the Dead Angel Bar.
One-Adam-12, roger.
I'm sitting here,
drinking with her
and she tries to pick my pocket.
He doesn't know
what he's talking about.
What's your story, Jackie?
He's hunkered up to the
bar, pouring the sauce down,
and his wallet falls
out of his pocket.
So I bend down
to get it for him.
He starts screaming
bloody m*rder,
claiming I was trying
to pick his pocket.
Ask him. He saw the whole thing.
She's right, Officer, I
saw the whole thing.
They're lying.
I run a nice, quiet place here.
No laws broken.
You have any witnesses, sir?
No.
Is your money all there?
Yeah.
I think the best thing you
could do is take it and run.
Okay, okay...
but I ain't ever coming
back into this clip joint.
The things a girl
gets accused of.
Yeah.
As long as we're here,
do you mind if we ask
you a couple of questions?
Not if you don't
mind if I don't answer.
It's no big deal.
We're just wondering
if you've seen Ginger around.
- Ginger?
- Yeah.
Medium height, blonde
with a beauty mark
on her right cheek.
Gee, that name
sure don't ring a bell.
No, I can't say I've
ever seen her around.
Look, she hasn't done anything.
We're just trying to
locate her to help a friend.
Yeah, she might be able to
help get this guy out of trouble.
Now, I wonder who that might be.
That cop Johnson maybe?
What do you know about Johnson?
Nothing. Except he's
always hassling us.
Grapevine has it he's getting
rousted now by your own dicks.
Couldn't happen to a nicer
guy, as far as I'm concerned.
Johnson was only
doing his job, Jackie.
Are you gonna help
us find Ginger or not?
I'm telling you true, Malloy.
I don't know the girl.
At least I don't remember her.
If I knew, so help
me, I'd tell you.
I'm always glad
to help the fuzz.
Hey, Joe, give me a beer.
- Any luck yesterday?
- No one's talking.
That figures.
Oh, what am I gonna do?
It's not that bad.
I don't think I.A.D.'s gonna go
to a trial board
with weak evidence.
You're wrong,
Pete. I need that girl.
She's the only hope I got.
If we can get her to testify
to overhearing Bender
say he'd get my badge,
at least I'd have a chance.
What about Olsen?
Didn't he hear it?
No, he was on the
other side of the car.
I need that girl.
I guess this Ginger's
all he can count on.
One-Adam-12,
One-Adam-12, see the man,
a 390, 415 at the bar.
1532 East Main.
One-Adam-12, roger.
The Dead Angel Bar.
Sounds pretty lively to me.
No, sir. I didn't
see a thing like that.
- This is a...
- Yeah, I know, I know,
a nice, quiet place.
We got a call about a drunk
causing a disturbance here.
This is 1532, isn't it?
Yeah, this is 1532, all right.
But I didn't put in any call.
There's been no drunk in here.
No, siree, I don't serve drunks.
That's the law.
Look what we just found.
- Ginger?
- Huh?
We'd like to talk to you.
Well, talk.
I'd like you to try and remember
almost two weeks ago.
It was a Monday night.
In the alley out back.
Yeah, well, I'm out
back occasionally.
You were in a man's car.
You were stopped
by two policemen.
Oh, sure, the cop.
He gave the guy a lecture
on the dangers of being rolled.
He sure got mad.
Say, you know, I
noticed the cop's name
on that little tag like
you're wearing there.
It was Johnson.
Do you remember what he said?
Did he thr*aten the policeman?
Oh, he was
pretty hot, all right.
I don't know if
you'd call it a threat,
but he told the cop
he'd get his badge.
After the officer left,
did you stay in
the car for a while?
The guy was asking me
a bunch of questions...
Kind of creepy things, you know?
Like what?
Crazy things, like...
Well, he asked
me if I ever heard
of a policeman trying
to blackmail anybody
for being with a B-girl.
Anything else?
Yeah.
He said maybe it
was time somebody
tried to stop those cops from
bothering anybody.
Maybe you should come
down to the station with us, huh?
Why not?
And that's the whole
thing, Sergeant.
Like I told the officers,
the guy was kind of nutty.
He just wanted to
get back at that cop
for butting into his business.
Okay, I'll contact I.A.D.
Johnson's taking his 7.
You wanna give
him the good news?
Miss, if you'll come with me,
Internal Affairs will wanna
get your statement on paper.
Sure. Anything to help.
You know, any time you
guys have any kind of problem,
I'd be glad to help out.
Just give me a ring. Look me up.
What did she say, Pete?
She clear me?
Yeah, she cleared you.
I don't know how to thank you.
Man, I got it made now.
Yeah? Tell me about it.
Tell you what? She cleared me.
She did, didn't she?
Come on, Pete. What's happening?
You tell me.
Tell you what? What
are you talking about?
How much did you pay her?
Pay her?
Pay her! Are you crazy?
I'm asking you. How much?
Pete...
Come on, we're buddies.
Yeah, that's right.
That's why I figure
you should tell me.
You're putting me on, right?
No. You put me on.
But not long enough.
First that innocent routine.
Then getting Reed to
suggest finding the girl
and you jumped on the bandwagon.
You really had me snowed.
It was easy, I guess.
I wanted to believe you.
And Ginger just doesn't happen
to be around for two nights.
She's hard to
find. It looks good.
That's where it all
started to fall into place.
The only thing I know
that's gonna keep a
B-girl out of sight is jail
or somebody paying
her not to be there.
The topper...
the real topper was
that phony call to the bar.
I mean, weren't we lucky
that we just happened
to find her sitting there?
It was a good rig, Tony.
It might have
worked all the way,
but you made one big mistake.
You briefed her too well.
There isn't a bimbo in town
that would cop
out the way she did.
So what did it cost you, Tony?
How much of that dirty
money did you have to pay her?
- Hey, Pete...
- How much?
I can get it out of
her in 20 minutes
if you want me to go that route.
All right!
All right, I paid her off.
I gave her a hundred. Is
that what you want to hear?
I'm sorry, Pete.
So am I.
Sorry you're a cop.
You know what this
will do to me, don't you?
This will put me
in prison, Pete.
I saved your life.
Doesn't that count for anything?
Pete, you owe me!
You owed a lot of policemen
the chance to do their job
without being branded lousy.
Think about that.
They can't do it now,
'cause you got 'em dirty.
One cop gets weak
or greedy or stupid,
that puts a hat on all of us,
and we have to swallow it.
People calling us pigs.
Wives and children and friends
having to live with that,
because one rotten cop
gets both his
feet in the trough.
You forget fast, don't you?
No, I haven't forgotten.
You saved my life twice.
You got more guts than
anybody I ever knew.
It takes more than
guts to be a good cop.
Pete...
we're friends?
That's right, we were.
But you used that friendship.
You wrapped your garbage in it.
Now there's nothing
left for it, except to dump.
I think Johnson has
something he wants to tell you.
He's dirty, isn't he?
How long have you known?
I guess for sure
since we found the girl.
Why didn't you say something?
I didn't have to, did I?
03x16 - Log 155: I.A.D.
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Set in the Los Angeles Police Department's Central Division, Adam-12 follows police officers Pete Malloy and Jim Reed as they patrol Los Angeles.
Set in the Los Angeles Police Department's Central Division, Adam-12 follows police officers Pete Malloy and Jim Reed as they patrol Los Angeles.