Where the money is stashed.
Oh, then you knew all the time, huh?
No.
Ironside, he told me.
That little girl couldn't have been kidnapped for what they could pay.
Of course not.
Somebody thinks her real father is the key to the pot of gold.
If they put one finger on her...
Who?
I'll kill him, I swear.
From here?
I'll find a way.
Two hundred large.
Tch, what I could do with all that green.
Get out of the way!
I said get out of the way!
The bank is surrounded.
Hey, Chief, where are you going?
I'll be right with you.
The meter's running down.
All right, all right.
Mark, I think we have a 211 calling in and, uh, and cover the rear door.
Okay, that's far enough.
Now back over to the wall.
Quiet, back over!
Keep this doorway clear.
Now you sit there and don't give me any trouble.
Okay.
Let's stay here. Let's move it.
I'll bring the car around the back. Cover us.
30 seconds.
Come on.
They're not waiting too long. They may leave you.
Shut up.
Don't do anything stupid.
Get out of the way. Get out of the way.
I said get out of the way.
The bank is surrounded. Now give it up.
I'm sorry.
Give it up.
Oh, you're dumb.
Dumb.
Freeze.
They won't miss.
Then it's both of us.
You ever killed a man before?
The other two?
One of them bought it. The other got away.
Mine?
Went with him.
I'll talk to the manager.
Do you have a dime?
Yeah.
I have on call meters running down.
Yes, I have that, Mr. Ingalls. I'll tell him. And thank you very much for calling. That
was the bank manager. The loss was a little over $200,000. Mostly new bills.
Well, that's a break. When can we have the serial numbers? He's compiling them now. Is
he the one that got away? Well, I could remember of him. It looks like
it did me. They distributed yet? They were going out when I picked up these. Well, between
this picture and the serial numbers, you better not try spending the money.
Hello, Ed. I never did like clams. Human or shell?
Both. I spent an hour with Hardway. He said five words. His bunk is too hard.
Well, you got his name at least. I had to go through R&I for it.
Then there's a rap sheet on it. They're sending it over along with Parker's.
Ironside. Yes, Dr. Wilson. Oh. No doubt about it. Thank you for telling me. All right. Goodbye.
Damn, he's office. Seems the slug they dug out of Parker came from a 32.
And we didn't get it. His partner? Why don't we pry open a clam?
What do you find, son? Boy, if I knew you were a cop.
Would you have used your gun? You bet your life.
I did. You never called my bet. Hey, look. The guys have been hammering at
me all day. I didn't talk to them, and I ain't talking to you.
Then let me tell you. Parker's dead. That's old news. Grapevine had that an hour
ago. The grapevine have how he got it?
Slug from a 32. We carry.38s. So what?
So your other partner cut the pie in larger slices, and with you in here, he's got the
whole pie. Hey, Vince wouldn't do that to me.
Ah, yeah. Coppers. You're all alike. Con. You're trying to con me.
Who's your partner? The grapevine's way out front. He got away
with the whole bundle. What's his name?
You know, this isn't just armed robbery. It's murder one.
Not for me. I was with you when Parker got it, remember?
Still a tough rap. You can score a few points.
What's it gonna cost me? You could have killed me, and you didn't.
Point one. You help us find the money.
Point two. You help us find your partner.
Point three. Three.
Three against 200 large. The bills are serialized.
You launder them, they won't bring you 20 cents on the dollar, and that'll go to the
lawyers. No way.
I don't think the fender's good enough for me. So I'll pull 10, 20 years maybe.
You believe the money'll still be waiting for you?
Oh, I got faith. You're a hard man to do a favor for.
Look, I never did a favor for a cop in my life. I'm not about to start now.
So why don't you bug off? Ready to leave?
Who is he? We're not gonna go through that routine again,
huh? It's different this time.
This time, you're pointing the gun at yourself.
San Francisco doesn't have the only police department in the country.
Try Los Angeles, Seattle. Check the eastern cities.
Well, let me know one way or the other. Well, no record here of any Vince who matches
up with the sketch. I gathered.
These are the rap sheets on Barker and Hardway. It's about time.
Barker Edward T., alias Barrows, alias Barton. Assault with a deadly weapon, Ohio, 5 to 10.
Armed robbery, Chicago. Conviction overturned on appeal.
Give that. Look for a personal connection between him and Hardway.
That's not likely. Barker's only been on the west coast for eight
months, and Hardway didn't get out of queue until six weeks ago.
What about him? Hardway, John Jay.
Burglary, one count. Served three years. Time off for good behavior.
That it? Order the man in just one line.
Order up his personal bio, everything we have. Yes, sir.
He's a walking question mark. He seems pretty transparent to me.
Why didn't he kill me when he still had a chance to get away?
Why no criminal record until well past 30? Why the jump from burglary to bank bust?
There could be any number of reasons. I think we should start finding them out.
And by late this afternoon, the fire had already covered more than a thousand acres and still
rages unchecked. Seven cabins along pine creek have been gutted,
and residents of the west bank of the creek, as far as Bennett canyon, are being evacuated.
Veteran Indian firefighters from as far as New Mexico are being blown into the area.
According to chief baylor, commanding the operation... Come on, honey, I want to watch
the news. I didn't come over to watch you do that.
Okay, a couple minutes. And now on the local scene.
There was a robbery today at the downtown branch of the first federated bank of san
francisco. A bank official announced the loss of more
than two hundred thousand dollars. Two hundred large.
What did I do with all that green? An ex-convict who was captured at the scene
of the crime, now being brought to the hall of justice.
A second man later identified... I know him.
Bank robber? Yeah.
I'm gonna get around, Stella. I can't imagine Mr. Hardway doing anything
like that. Oh, boy, I would. I thought I could get away
with it. But he was always so nice.
Coming in and asking about his little daughter all the time, and leaving a little money for
him. Where is she?
In a foster home. His wife is dead and he can't take care of
her. What's up?
Are you? Just think, there's two hundred grand out there,
someplace, loose. Won't do poor Mr. Hardway any good now.
Tell me about him, Marie. Everything you know about him and his kid.
What do you think? Come on, come on.
Well, your name's Charlene. Age ten, lives with foster parents.
Her mother died four years ago. Four years?
Before Hardway took his first fall. He's had several jobs.
Construction worker, truck driver, day laborer. Obviously he didn't make much money.
But he was clean. If I were a psychologist, I'd say his wife's
death derailed him. Fair assumption, but it gives us the answers
to only some of our questions. Now, is he trying to steal that money for himself
or for his daughter? Where he's going.
What else can he give her? Charlene?
I'm a friend of your daddy's. He gave me a message for you.
He'd like to see you.
Well? They promised to call at the first break.
You saw the foster parents? Yes, they couldn't tell me a thing.
Well, chief, that little girl couldn't have been kidnapped for what they could pay.
Of course not. Somebody thinks a real father is the key to the pot of gold.
But what's the connection? Evans said nobody knew about her father.
They never talked about him. Chief Arntide's office.
One moment, please. Sergeant Holloway at City Jail.
I see. All right. Be right there.
Hardway just tried to strangle the trustee. Contact?
Contact. That guy's crazy.
I mean, he's right out of his melon. Why were you in Hardway's cell?
Well, I'm part of the kitchen crew. Hardway's been acting up.
They wanted to keep him, you know, isolated. I brought him his breakfast.
Why'd he jump you? How should I know?
Maybe he didn't like the food. Hey, listen.
This won't hurt my good time, will it? I mean, my wife will kill me if I lose my
good time. We will keep you or your wife will kill you.
The option's yours. You're giving me nothing.
Why did Hardway jump you? Well, I guess it was because I told them they
snatched this kid. How did you know that?
My wife told me. How?
I'm a trustee. I can get calls. What calls?
Well, mine, uh... That's my wife.
She got a call to go out and look in the mailbox. She did.
But did she find? A C-note and a message. She was to get in touch
with me. I was to tell Hardway that they'd let his
kid go if he told them where the bank dough was.
Go on. They'd get in touch with her the next day,
tomorrow. How was he to let them know?
It was through me, I guess. But, um, I ain't going near that guy again.
Oh, I think you will. No way.
Oh, yeah. We could make Hardway your cellmate.
All right, Hardway, back off. To the wall.
Open it! I'll call you when I need you.
Chief. I'll call you.
You got the word? I got the word.
And if they touch her, if they put one finger on her...
Who? I'll kill them. I swear.
From here? I'll find a way.
Who is they? I don't know.
Think! I told you, I don't know.
Listen, that kid's all I got. I don't even have her.
I mean, I've seen her a few times, like in a school playground, you know?
So if I knew who they were, I'd tell you. They want the money.
Two hundred large. Yeah. I got that message.
Who is your partner? Where's the money?
Here we go with that routine again, that con.
Ready to leave. No, wait a minute. Hey, wait.
Hold it. Now, I don't know who they are, honest to
God. But that's my kid they've got.
And she's the only one in the world that means anything to me.
So if I knew, if I knew, don't you think I'd tell you?
What do you know? That's tough.
I mean, I've been in a joint almost four years.
And it's tough to start spilling to a cop. Won't get any easier and we're wasting time.
Okay. Okay.
The guy who set up everything, his name's Vince Nkonde.
How'd you get involved? Through a cellmate of mine at Q.
He recommended me. Vince looked me up.
Why you? I don't know.
I guess he thought I'd make a good sideman. First time he was just sizing me up.
And the next time? He gave me the job.
And he had it worked out good, too. How did Barker fit in?
Just like me. Another good sideman.
I never met him until right before we hit the bank.
Vince wanted it that way. He said the less we knew about each other,
the less we could be squeezed. You know where Nkonde lives?
Where he hangs out? No, I only saw him in two places.
In my room and in a go-go joint on 4th Street.
Which one? The one on the east side of the street.
Down by Edgewater. What else can you tell me about him?
Well, he's kind of average-looking. I know what he looks like.
What are his habits? Does he drink? Does he gamble?
We haven't found a record on him. That figures.
You know, I wouldn't be surprised if this was the first job you ever pulled.
I mean, he was so hopped up about it. Talking fast and popping pills.
He a junkie? No, not a needle bug.
Pills. You know, he took 10, 15 at a time. I almost had to pull him off the ceiling.
He was a junkie? Yeah, but at the can you get from a legitimate
drug store. These are mini-Bennies.
They hustle them in from Mexico. He used to buy them by the thousand.
All right. Anything else you can tell me? No, that's the whole story.
All right. Now, the same trustee will be on duty tomorrow.
He comes near me, I'll... He'll do nothing but listen.
Whatever you hear, you tell me. You understand?
Ready to leave. Hey, wait a minute.
Listen. What I just told you.
It wasn't a cop-a-play. It was for my kid.
I know. It's all been for your kid. That's all we have to work with at the moment,
Fran. His name, his drug habit, and his hangout.
And the child. You and Ed and Mark divide the assignments.
You know what to do. Heavy, heavy shooting, man.
Maybe you'd like some action. Heavy shooting nine ball?
Whatever your strongest at, man. Maybe you should know, nine ball is my root
game. Five on the nine?
We'll qualify for starters. Yeah.
Yeah, he comes around sometime. Seen him lately.
Well, what's lately? Yesterday.
You guys on the other side. You're just a bunch of faces.
I guess you all look alike. I don't know when.
Can you tell me anything about him? What's to tell about a guy who orders up
a drink? Fire inspector been around lately?
Hey, come on. He is not just another face.
About the only thing I remember, he had the hots for one of the broads.
Candy. She works here at night.
Make contact? She had a drink with him sometimes.
Outside of that, I wouldn't know. See no evil, hear no evil.
Yeah. Yeah.
Can I help you? Yes.
I need some information. Of course.
A little girl, Charlene Hardway, was placed in foster home through your agency.
I'd like to know more about her. Hardway?
Come here.
I think Miss Tanner can help you. Miss Tanner?
Yes.
I don't either.
That's my real game. I better stay home.
I'll shoot you another game. I got it.
Okay, then I'll buy you a drink. You're kidding, man.
You shot me so full of holes, I'd leak.
Look, for a little information, you can have your money back.
Cut edges, man, not people. For what I want, you couldn't even get
busted for littering.
Come in my office.
Poor man simply couldn't take care of his daughter.
Please understand, it wasn't ever the child's fault.
Well, of course not. But if you could tell me everyone she lived with,
everyone who might have known who her father was.
She's only been with three families.
I'd like to keep these for a few days.
Well, it's confidential information.
We'll keep it that way.
I guess if you have to have it...
We do. Thank you very much.
You have any idea why anyone would want to kidnap little Charlene?
A very good idea. Goodbye, Miss Tanner.
Our attendee at the go-go club. Couldn't tell me anything but the name
of one of the girls Nikandee was interested in.
Naturally you looked her up. I intend to tonight.
Over time, that's true dedication.
Above and beyond the call.
Hey, Dirk. Nikandee?
Not that rich. But a friend of mine told another friend of mine
to tell me to shoot some poo for the cat named Vinnie.
I would hope your losses do not appear on your expense account.
Nine ball, I don't know how to lose to you.
What did you win?
Vinnie deals, not minis, but he knows where you can get them.
Knows the only dealer in town.
Sounds like he's setting up one of his competitors.
No, just wants us to knock over one of the counter men.
This particular counter man deals to Nikandee.
The old man know what he's dealing?
Then he's not that old.
Why are you so sure Nikandee will come by today?
I can't swear to it.
Vinnie says it's been two weeks since the supplies come this far north.
Doesn't Vinnie know we're going to bust him too?
Guys like that think he's got the whole world outsmarted.
Just how much did you win?
Enough to get us this far.
Yeah, I never realized you were that good.
Maybe we can play some time.
Are you serious?
Sure, this spot's high enough.
If you know that much about nine ball,
to ask for a hand again, I think I'd better pass.
There he is.
Let's take it easy.
I'm sad.
Yes, Mark.
Sir, it'd be so long calling back, Chief.
I'm on my way to the routine down at headquarters.
Takes forever.
I understand.
Did you get anything?
Yep.
Found an ID on a driver's license and his wallet.
Name of Victor Kenton.
Any record under that name?
Haven't turned up anything yet.
I wonder which is the alias, Kenton or Nikandee?
Even money, I guess.
But I've got his address.
A rooming house on Cranston.
I'm on my way over now to take a look around.
Good. Where is Ed?
Dropped him off at a go-go joint.
He is acting like he's on duty.
I appreciate it, Chief.
Thanks.
Look at the house rule.
I can't stay at a table unless somebody keeps buying me a drink.
I think the house rules will be suspended just for me.
Yeah, I suppose.
Look, I don't know what else I can tell you.
Vince was...
You let him buy you drinks.
Business.
Anyway, I kind of felt sorry for him.
Always big talk.
He was a lonely little creep.
What kind of big talk?
How he's going to make it big,
live it up, have all the dough we ever needed.
When?
I don't know. Just talk.
And he always dipped the weight of 10% on the nose,
counted it out in nickels and dimes almost.
Well, then how is he going to make it the biggest job?
Come on.
How does anybody make any dough work at night?
He only came in here on his nights off on weekends.
Big wheel of heeler.
Did he ever tell you what he did?
I asked him a couple times.
All he said was his jaws that he's ups and downs.
That's all, and I broke them up.
Funny.
Thinks you're standing better than me?
Candy, I'm in a so-called high-risk profession.
But a question like that, I'd really rather not get involved.
Thank you very much.
Good night.
I'd give it much better.
And that's all.
That's all.
I'd say there's a lot less to that young lady than meets the eye.
The evening wasn't a total loss.
I wish I could say the same about my day.
The families that Charlene lived with before the Evans
knew very little about her father
and nothing at all about his part in the robbery.
Must be a connection.
Someone had to know she's his daughter and where to find her.
I hope you're not the third strike.
Strike?
So far tonight, your two colleagues have swung and missed.
Well, I didn't hit a home run, but a single maybe.
The rooming house manager couldn't tell me much about the country,
but I did find this in his laundry hamper.
It's part of a uniform.
Yeah, but what kind? Security officer?
Some kind of delivery man?
Or a mechanic. This is grease.
Clean this mark. Check it out tomorrow morning.
Wait a minute.
Ups and downs.
What?
Ups and downs.
Would you believe elevator operator?
A bank robber.
I can't believe it.
Well, it takes all kinds, Mr. Perkins.
You have a locker here?
Yeah, in the basement.
I'll take a look.
Oh, wait.
Here's a key.
You shared the locker?
Oh, no, we had keys to each other's locker,
in case we forget our own.
Not likely.
We may get some kind of a lead out of it.
Yeah.
As I understand it, he worked here nights?
Yes.
Alone?
That's right.
But you were here tonight.
Well, because he didn't show up.
The billing manager had to call me in.
These are self-service elevators.
Why do you need operators?
We have people working late. We check them in and out.
So keep an eye on the place.
Is there much activity?
No, after 11 o'clock.
I've got an awful lot of reading to do.
I wonder how Mr. Kenton occupied his time.
Be right back.
Inside.
Hello, Chief Ed.
The county not only worked at 6000 Wellington,
they used the roof of one of the elevators as a personal bank vault.
To hold a substantial amount, I presume.
The whole bundle.
All right.
I'll tell you right now, I'd give it all up to have that child back.
She's asleep.
It's time.
Rick, we can't keep her like this.
Let's just drop her off somewhere.
Now, wait a minute.
This kid is my ticket and I'm not going to give it up.
But you heard the news.
Naconde is dead.
But there was nothing about the cops finding the money, was there?
No, but...
And Hardway's still alive. He's got to know where it is.
Please, Rick, I'm scared.
Wait a minute, honey.
Wait a second, you don't understand.
See, now we don't just get Hardway's piece.
We get the whole 200 grand.
Okay, make that call.
No.
I said make it.
You've been studying those lists all evening.
I don't see what more you can get out of them.
Connection finally. Thank you.
How?
Well, I'm sure whoever is putting the squeeze on Hardway knew he had a child
and knew exactly where to locate him.
And he's on one of these lists.
No one Naconde knew.
And he's on the list of the most dangerous people in the world.
And he's on one of these lists.
No one Naconde knew.
He only met Hardway twice and only talked about the job.
Then the convicts Hardway knew up in San Quentin.
You may have told them he had a child,
but they had no way of knowing why she was.
Well, it's nobody on the list the agency gave me.
I checked those families out myself.
The name isn't here.
But the connection is.
The one person who had all the information,
knew Hardway, his background, exactly where the child was.
The one person who had all the information,
knew Hardway, his background, exactly where the child was.
Hindsight.
Yes.
All right. Yes.
Yes, you'll have to tell him.
Don't worry.
You're earning back your good time.
Don't worry. You're earning back your good time.
It's Harrison, the trustee.
His wife got another call.
Another message for Hardway?
There'll be another call at 8 o'clock tomorrow night.
Hardway spills or it's the child's life.
Oh, good morning, Miss Belding.
Did you talk to Stella last night?
She wasn't home.
In fact, she didn't come home at all last night.
Oh, dear.
And I don't suppose she came into work this morning.
She called in sick.
I told her you were inquiring about her last night.
It seemed to upset her terribly.
She hung up on me.
I'm sorry.
She hung up on me.
Miss Belding, is Stella in...
in any kind of trouble?
Well, I'm afraid so.
Now, do you have any idea where she might have spent the night last night?
No, I don't.
A friend, perhaps?
A gentleman friend?
Well, I don't inquire into my people's personal lives.
But you do talk to them, don't you?
You do hear things?
Yes, occasionally.
I have a very big family here.
Miss Larkin, this is very important.
Did she ever mention a man she was going with?
Well, Stella was never very social.
You know, she was rather shy.
But...
Well, yes.
Over the past few months, there was one gentleman she was seeing rather steadily.
Rick?
That's all?
All right, Fran.
Talk to some of the other women there.
See if you can get any more.
Rick?
No last name?
That's right.
Well, it still doesn't mean anything.
He really could be just her old man.
I think it's pointless to start looking for him.
Gonna make him come to us?
Suppose we leaked his story that we found the money and are ready to deal?
If you had the child, would you deal with the police?
The trick is using the right story and the right delivery boy.
It was stupid. It was stupid to kill Vince.
It was an accident.
But you should have been more careful. I told you he was jumpy. I told you!
If you told us all you knew as soon as you were arrested...
Before my kid was snatched? Huh. What for?
If you told us Nikandi was an elevator operator at 6000 Wellington...
An elevator operator?
You mean he had a square job?
Oh, you're covering again.
What am I covering now?
And what are we talking about him for? He's dead.
Why don't you go out and find the money?
We know where the money is.
What?
Only it's gonna take time to find it.
Well, if you know where the money is, what are you doing sitting here?
Why don't you go out and deal with him?
I said it's gonna take time to find it.
What are you talking about?
Hey, wait a minute.
You're trying to hustle me.
You got the money and you want to keep it for yourself.
Now calm down.
You're playing a cop game with my kid!
Now listen to me.
We know the car he used in the job was stolen...
So we believe he switched to his own.
That's never had a car.
We believe he hid the money in a second car.
Probably taped it somewhere underneath near an axle.
We found grease, heavy duty grease...
On the sleeve of one of his uniform shirts.
Is that all you got to go on?
That's all.
Now there's not much time left.
I want you to think back.
Every word Nikandi says is a lie.
I want you to think back.
Every word Nikandi said to you...
Everything he did...
No matter how small...
It just might lead us to that car.
I'll try.
Bananas!
I'll get in touch.
There's nothing about Hardway in the newspaper.
Guess he's going to keep his mouth shut.
Stella?
Stella!
Keeping Charlene company, she's scared.
You act like she's your kid.
Suppose she was.
How do you think I'd feel?
Not knowing what was happening to her.
She was alive or dead.
Honey, she's got nobody.
She has a father.
Great, you're going to cry about him now.
I want to cry about everything.
Rick, please.
Let's get out.
Get out?
Honey, leave $200,000?
We'll never get it.
Come on, don't get uptight.
Hey, there's nothing to be scared of.
Everything's going to work out fine.
No, I swear, by tonight, tomorrow at the latest, we'll get that bread.
And it's goodbye San Francisco and our crummy jobs.
And hello, world.
But the little girl, she knows us.
Don't worry about her.
She's not going to talk.
Rick, you're not going to...
Oh, baby, come on.
I'm not going to touch your hair on her head.
You believe me, don't you?
I don't know what to believe anymore.
Hey, trust me, Stella.
Trust me.
Open it.
What took you so long?
This is the regular time.
Shut up.
I won't hurt you.
Just shut up. I won't hurt you.
I swear, I won't hurt you.
Just shut up, okay?
Okay.
And you do this right.
And you got a friend for life.
You do it wrong, and I'm going to kill you.
Okay, okay.
Is that call still set for 8 o'clock tonight?
I ain't heard any different.
Okay, now you tell your wife to give them this message.
There's a building, 6,000 Wellington, an elevator.
That don't make any sense.
That's where the money is stashed.
Yeah, yeah.
Hey, I better go before the screw comes.
Yeah, get out. Hold the name.
If you cross me, so help me.
Okay.
Are you inside?
Yes, I've been waiting for your call.
Good.
Give that exact message to your wife.
No, I doubt if there'll be anything else. Thank you.
Trustee?
We better get moving.
Absolutely.
Elevator maintenance.
You got a car in Littleton properly?
Not that I know of.
But their apparel order says it's this 6,000 Wellington, right?
Yeah.
Well?
You think they'd tell me?
Go ahead, sign it.
You know which one it is?
No, it doesn't say.
Efficiency.
Well, why don't you start with that first open door there?
Okay, I went up and down a couple of times.
It'll take me about ten minutes.
Well, let me know if you want.
Birds in the cage.
Hey, Hound.
I didn't spot anything on him.
He could be carrying a piece in his toolbox, though.
Hey, on your way.
You cover the stairs.
Freeze! Freeze!
Down here. Come on.
Hands on the wall.
I'm not back in 30 minutes. The kid buys it.
Your girlfriend gave us a call the moment you left.
You lost your edge.
Well, you know...
An airline ticket, for one.
Maybe we should let him go.
It'd be a lot of fun to watch her try to spin that.
She likes him.
And he loves her.
Yeah.
And that's good.
That's good.
Does she get any idea why she was snatched?
No.
And nobody's gonna tell her.
Thanks.
Mr. Hardway...
Someday she'll want to know about her father.
She'll want someone.
Some kind of roots.
Yeah. Well, I got about 10 years or some days ahead of me.
Maybe.
Chief...
You don't know how glad I am I didn't pull that trigger.
Me, too.
What?
you