Rough night?
Rough morning,
and it's barely 10:00.
Somehow I managed not to break out
the vodka yet, though.
Pretend we're at brunch. Tomato juice and hollandaise
and who's got the lowest handicap.
I was on the phone with Middendorf.
Oh? What'd he have to say?
We were talking about the direct-mail program.
Oh, yes, hi. It's me.
What'd he have to say about the direct-mail?
Well, you were right to keep it going.
It's raising enough by itself now
to cover operating costs for the national committee.
That's fantastic.
Isn't it?
Yes. Yes, it is.
That's why it's you.
What is?
California campaign finance chair... for Nixon.
It's you, pal.
My God, I don't even know what to...
Yes, you say yes. And I say congratulations.
Yeah.
So why was it rough this morning then?
'Cause I wanted it to be me. And...
'Cause of what's coming next.
They're gonna need to look into us.
Nixon's people.
They're gonna go deep.
Into both of us.
Into the firm, the whole damn thing,
but... once you told me Manson was out,
I... I took some steps.
Padded the paychecks of a couple slobs at Missing Persons
to call me in case anyone asked about that poor girl's file.
This morning, someone did.
But not just any someone.
20 years old, long blonde hair, no tattoos, no birthmarks,
Smallpox vax on her hip.
My wife's got one of those.
Try not to lose the plot just yet, Dunphy.
Last seen December '59
in a red sequined a-line dress and red pumps.
Terrific. You talk to youth squad?
Youth squad, runaway unit, vice, jail, morgue...
Nothing, nowhere, no, no, no, no.
We got a picture?
We do not, lost to the ages.
We got prints?
Vice does have prints.
Fine, give me my marching orders.
Calling all PDs. Check and see if they got
a Jane Doe body dump matches her description.
Start with LA County, then go to Ventura and Orange.
Done. We know her name?
Caroline, Caroline Beecher.
So why we working so hard to find a hooker's
been missing for seven years?
Because a guy named Ken Karn and his friends don't want us to.
You keep carpet-bombing me with this garbage.
Is that a trick deck, or what?
I'll call.
Settle down, Joey. You in?
Fold.
Oh.
Dunphy with the luck.
Pick it up.
That's right, come to daddy.
You gonna let me pay you for this this time?
Ah, Ruthie does yours when she does mine.
She likes ironing. Plus, I owe you, buddy.
For what?
Being off the ball, your friend's daughter.
Wasn't my finest hour.
Mine either.
Yeah.
I'll buy you breakfast.
Sounds good.
What happened to that girl, anyway?
The baby keeps moving around, kicking Mary from the inside.
Bet you weren't expecting that, huh?
A baby, Charlie's baby.
Were you?
I'm surprised it took so long, is all.
It'll be beautiful.
You'll see.
How do you know?
'Cause I got one. Just turned five.
First found out about him, it was a bit of a hang up,
I'm not gonna lie.
Now? It's all love, man.
Charlie said it would be, and it is. You'll see.
Who's this guy?
Where you going, Mr. Police Officer?
Oh, no, no.
I'm Elliot Hillman. I produce music
for Ham Chapel, the record company.
I was told, uh, the writer lived here.
I'm just trying to find Charles Manson.
Well, welcome.
Sam?
Hi.
Thought we might do better on neutral ground.
I been trying not to think about how well I didn't behave
last time I saw you.
I said some incredibly stupid things.
I forgive you.
In fact, I forgive you in advance
for anything you might ever say or do again, ever.
You said Manson was a pimp, and that one of his girls...
Disappeared, yeah.
But he didn't go to prison for that.
Why not?
It's too hard to make a case without a body,
especially 'cause he had a good lawyer.
Ken's not good, he's great.
Well, that begs the question, what's a first-rate lawyer doing
representing a third-rate pimp?
There's no good answer to that, is there?
None I can think of.
Okay, how am I supposed to go back to diner coffee
after this, huh?
I learned from my dad.
If there was one thing he knew, it was coffee.
Might've been the only thing.
Well, he must've known some things.
I mean, he was the big boss.
Before he died, he whacked,
burned, or plowed the wife of every friend he ever had.
Left me on my own to claw my way back up.
Made it so now I have to share with dizzy trim like Lucille.
If I wanted a partner, it wouldn't have been a woman.
If I wanted it to be a woman,
it sure as hell wouldn't have been her.
Bikers, they could help you with that.
Satans could.
As in that Roy guy?
Yeah, you're funny.
They've got no history with your dad, good or bad.
They like money, they know drugs,
and I'm pretty sure they never sleep.
Be like having your own army.
You wouldn't have to share with anybody.
So Butano and Kovic are in business together.
What happens when they start to wonder what's in it for you?
Don't you have work to do?
Yeah, actually, I do.
I'm looking for Manson's disappeared hooker.
Officially? How's the brass feel about that?
Don't you have work to do?
Hodiak.
Hey.
Lucille Gladner, man.
Lucille? She wants to see me.
So?
So? So. So maybe she wants to see me,
or maybe she wants me to think that she wants to see me,
so that I make it easy for her, man.
I just... I walk in and I show up to my own damn funeral.
Why would Lucille want to kill you?
I don't know.
Maybe 'cause I talk to cops?
Okay, and how is blowing town
gonna make you less suspicious to Lucille?
Call her. Call her.
Call Lucille, tell her you're gonna go see her,
and then go see her, okay? Trust me.
Don't trust yourself. You're not reliable.
Doesn't feel like a good idea.
So where'd you learn to play?
Oh. McNeil, yeah.
They let me have a guitar,
and Mexican guy taught me how to play, and away I went.
You ever put any prison tunes on your demo?
I'd dig on one of those.
Ahem.
♪ Clang, bang, clang went the big iron door ♪
♪ They put me in a cell with a concrete floor ♪
Hey, Dunphy in here?
You deaf? Wish I was.
Cards last night. Cigars, Carl's mom's crab dip.
Your absence was remarked upon by some.
Sal's still mooning over that bunny from Dispatch.
I mean, she's very pleasant, but she looks like
she crawled out of the sea. Am I right?
I seen better heads on cabbage, huh?
Hey, give you a buck, you tell me what time it is.
- Come on, this is old. - 9:47.
- 9:47, how about that? - Come up with a new gag, buddy.
Uh, detective?
What?
You said a buck.
Get out of here, I'll shoot you in the head.
You know, I would get this if you were in love with Opal.
I'd get it if I wasn't still married to her.
I'd certainly get it if I'd slept with your wife,
but you're not, I am, and I didn't,
so why you being such a fetus about this whole thing?
Oh, Dunphy didn't take a towel in there with him,
so enjoy the show.
Suck my dick.
Father Mack.
Father Mack?
Oh.
The sergeant at the desk said I should just walk back here
and find you, and here you are.
Well, as long as you're not here to talk
about the state of my eternal soul...
Have a seat.
Oh, I'm sure your mother would like me
to discuss your soul with you, but...
Yes, I'm sure she would.
Yes, she would,
but no.
Okay.
I just...
I want your opinion on something.
I'm concerned about Father Rowe, our pastor.
- I think you've met him. - I have.
I've had dinner with him a few times,
over at my mother's house. He can sure
put away the Parker House rolls, that guy.
Hmm.
What's your concern?
On Mondays, I count the parishioner donations.
Mm-hmm.
About $2,000 is the usual.
Okay.
But since the spring, Father Rowe has asked me
to set aside 500 each time for him.
500 for what?
I don't know. He didn't say,
and I wouldn't ask.
Uh... well, here.
Here.
Okay? Can you see?
Well, not as well as I used to.
Me neither.
- Here and here. - Mm-hmm.
He's written out the check to cash,
- and not mentioned it to me. - Right.
Do you think I'm overreacting to this?
Unfortunately, no, I don't think you are, actually.
Oh.
What do I do now?
Well, you know what, I'll give it to someone,
someone the pastor doesn't know, someone he won't recognize.
Yes, but... but when they report,
they'll give the information back to you first?
They'll talk to me, I'll tell you,
and we'll figure it out, okay?
All right?
- Okay. - All right.
Thanks, Sammy.
You want some coffee?
Oh, yeah.
♪ What can I do? Just a person ♪
♪ Line always seem to hear ♪
♪ You just sit and things get worse ♪
♪ Watch TV and drink your beer ♪
♪ Walking all alone not going anywhere ♪
♪ Walking all alone ♪
Man down.
I did... my thing, right?
I'm... I'm saying we're taking a little break.
You sounded so good.
He's going. He's gone.
Is he? He doesn't look like he's leaving.
You gonna tell me what I know?
Never, Charlie.
There's a cop in my head,
distracting me, stealing my thoughts, because of you.
I know, I'm sorry. What can I... can I do?
You can start by making the music man happy so he stays.
I don't care how.
But if he goes, I will care about that.
It's just not the way Charlie would normally do this.
Oh, sure, no, no, I...
I didn't preamble myself. I didn't give him... wow.
Any time to prepare.
Well, yeah, but also...
No, I get it. You know, he's nervous.
He's not nervous.
He's not your minstrel puppet.
He can't just turn the songs on, like a light.
- No. - And why should he?
You came to him.
Yeah.
You don't know who Charlie is, how he lives, what he thinks.
Some people might say those things should be in the songs.
Old, plastic people.
Are you like them? Did you drive all the way
out here to find the same thing you've always found?
You walked on in
and told him, "Stand on a cliff for me," and he did.
Because he wanted to give you what you needed.
Giving someone what they need is love.
The music's only part of it. His love... is everything.
Uh.
Sounds like I got this all wrong.
Something like this here, immersing yourself,
I wasn't prepared. I need to... take a step back.
No, what?
What... hold on, no, no, no, look, I was just...
- Come on, I just... - No, no, you just made the case
for Charlie, little lady.
He should be happy someone like you's got his back.
Come on.
- In fact... - No, no, you stay.
- No, in fact, I'll tell him. - No, look, here...
- You can... no, no, no, no. - I'll tell him
- right before I go. - Look, come on, please.
Thank you.
In the war today, American troops underwent
a series of surprise attacks
in the dense jungle near southern Cambodia.
The attacks began at dawn with heavy artillery fire.
Ah, the puzzle palace.
Even smells the same,
like old aquarium tank water.
That's what that is.
- How are you? - I'm all right.
I got a job for you if you want it.
'Course I do. What is it?
All right. Priest in my old parish
thinks someone's stealing from the collection plate,
Thinks it's the pastor, Father Rowe.
That's a doozy.
Yeah.
I'd do it myself, but he knows me.
I'll cover your time and expenses.
I won't let you down this time.
I know.
In other news, 87 Pomona County Sheriffs
burst into applause when surprise guest
and former vice-president Richard Nixon...
Sam.
This is a hospital.
Actually, this is where I take my break and eat
leftover Swedish meatballs from last night.
You're a nurse.
You should be a detective.
You always said you were going to nursing school part time.
Because I was.
You did it.
You got out. You changed your life.
Well, I didn't change it so much that someone
couldn't find me if they really wanted to.
Well, what about you? You're still a cop, obviously.
Yup.
You still married?
Long answer, yes with a "but."
Well, I'm sorry if you're sorry.
Don't be, Nurse Martha.
Nurse Kendall, please.
Oh, okay.
Yeah. "Nurse Martha" sounds like
what one of the johns would call me, and occasionally did.
How long's it been?
Since johns called me things?
Mm-hmm.
Four years.
And how long you been a nurse?
Six.
Uh, what... oh.
Yeah, I didn't change it all at once.
I don't think it sticks if you do it that way.
That's smart, I think you're right.
That's smart.
♪ I know you want to leave me ♪
♪ But I refuse to let you go ♪
♪ If I have to beg plead for your sympathy ♪
♪ I don't mind 'cause you mean that much to me ♪
♪ Ain't too proud to beg ♪
Nice suit. Is that the same threads
you had on the other day when you fell down in the dirt?
Nah, threw that one out.
Plenty more where that came from.
Doesn't smell like you can say the same.
- ♪ Please don't leave me girl ♪ - ♪ Don't you go ♪
Okay, are we gonna play chicken,
or are we gonna talk about something?
Yeah, well, I'd rather talk about making money,
but sounds like he'd rather dwell on bad memories.
Butano. Butano.
Hey, I don't know you from nothing.
I'm hanging with my guy Charlie, you walk up, you pull a gun,
I'm gonna take it from you.
Now, if you're my guy, and somebody walks up
and pulls a gun on you, I'm gonna take it from them.
That's not how it works, then you tell me.
How does it work?
- ♪ Please don't leave me girl ♪ - ♪ Don't you go ♪
♪ If I have to sleep ♪
I guess it could work like that.
Anyone who's a Satan,
tab's forgiven till midnight.
All right, hell, yeah.
Whoo!
So was she a house girl, streetwalker, outcall?
Don't know.
I know she had a pimp, Charlie Manson?
Don't know him. What's her name?
Caroline Beecher.
Okay, I'll ask around, make some calls.
Hey, while you're at it, can you ask about a Lois Miller too?
Sure. Who's Lois Miller?
She reported Caroline Beecher missing.
I don't know if she's a friend or another "pross" or what.
After seven years, you're not expecting
a happy ending, are you?
Why would I start now?
I like your little hat.
Guess you talked to Lucille.
Uh, Yeah. Yeah, I did.
Guess you're still alive.
Yeah... for now.
What the hell is that?
She did it with a belt, man. I passed out and I only woke up
because she bit me. Look at it.
You mean in the sack?
You and Luc... that's what she wanted?
Is that surprising?
You should be so lucky.
You think this is lucky, man?
Hey, handsome.
Oh.
She's a psycho.
♪ 'Cause I found somebody new ♪
What's going on?
Nothing. Keep your wig on.
Well, If we were going to be having special guests,
it would have been nice to have some notice.
You know, we could have closed the place, had a private party.
Notice from who? Me?
Yeah, Jimmy.
Listen, these special guests, they work for me now,
doing whatever I need done.
♪ Oh, so cool ♪
♪ I ended up a fool ♪
How's that for notice? Good enough?
Why don't we commemorate our new arrangement
with a toast?
♪ The thing you wouldn't do ♪
What'll you have?
I'll take one of everything.
♪ I said the thing you wouldn't do ♪
For all of California?
That's incredible, my God.
Which is why we need to settle some things right now.
What things?
Dick Nixon is the only hope this country has to rise up
out of the... the political, moral, hippie-coddling,
war-torn quagmire it's in.
He will vet me right down to the nails in my shoes.
And Hal.
And you.
And our daughter.
I will do whatever it takes, whether you like it or not,
to see that Richard Nixon is our next president.
So here's what I'm gonna do...
And when I'm through telling you,
I only want to hear two words.
Yes, dear.
It's good to see you.
There's lots of people here. All I have to do is scream.
I just want to tell you something that you want to hear.
Those eyes.
When you were a tiny baby, you'd always study me.
It... it was disconcerting.
Such an old soul looking out of that new face.
And I should've remembered it, how sure you've always been.
Do you know what emancipation is?
Yes.
Well, in this state, if the parents don't oppose,
a minor can self-emancipate, just by moving out.
You've done that. We'd just make it official,
set you legally free.
This is what Mommy wants too?
Yeah.
Just tell me.
Tell you what?
You and Charlie. I saw...
The way you looked at each other, I saw.
Tell me something real for once, Daddy, please.
I'll sign the papers and take them to the probate clerk.
And then we can live our lives,
and not hurt each other anymore.
Good-bye, Ken.
- Well. - Hey.
Anybody needs a blood transfusion,
they could just squeeze your eyes.
Ah, ha. Coffee?
No, I'm just gonna tell you all I know,
and I'm going home to bed.
Oh. The priest thing already?
That was quick.
So Father Rowe, he officiated two weddings yesterday.
Then after that, I tailed him to the parish house
and sat outside without incident till it got dark,
At which point, he got in his car
and went to that warehouse on Cherokee.
Warehouse? Uh, Bob Ellery's place?
Bob... he... he's gambling at Bob the Barber's?
I went inside and had a couple shots of rye
just to put eyes on him.
So he's stealing from the collection plate
to... to play high stakes poker?
Mm, could be putting down his own money,
but seems pretty unlikely on a priest's salary,
seeing the size of the pots at Bob's.
Yeah, gotta say,
it was pretty sad watching him at the table all night,
betting on the flop, knowing what I knew.
You ever wonder why we do it?
Nope.
But I know you do.
And... you should stop doing that.
You haven't told anybody else?
No, you asked me not to. But this is grand theft,
so I'm thinking I should go pick him up.
Let me talk to him first, please.
I don't want him shamed.
I just want him to admit to what he's done.
And... when I'm done talking to him,
I hope you'll talk to me.
Well, I'm gonna for sure want to hear about that afterwards.
No, I mean I hope you'll talk to me.
I'm always happy to talk to you, father.
What would you like to talk about?
Oh, anything, something.
The Rams sacking Johnny Unitas seven times.
Whatever you want, Just come.
"The center of me is always and eternally a terrible pain,"
"a curious, wild pain,
"a searching for something beyond what the world contains.
Something transfigured and infinite."
Do you know the man who said that was an atheist.
Imagine how I feel.
Bye, Sammy.
Charlie, where have you been? We've looked everywhere.
I put out what you give me.
I... I put out...
What you give me!
Oh. Oh.
You know what you gave me in front of that old cat, huh?
Huh?
Up!
You gave me your fear and your weakness.
You crammed them right down my throat.
Well, today, we will be centering our energies.
There won't be nothing to hold on to, nothing to lean on.
We're gonna look all the way inside,
and see if we can work out what we are doing here!
Two smiley faces... each.
Get 'em from Little Jess.
Lock down what needs to be locked down,
and then prepare to fall into the hole.
Two tabs, isn't that a lot? We don't usually take that much.
I've never taken two at once.
No, please, Charlie, he said he'd be back,
Elliot did. He loved your music.
I heard him tell you. He said he was coming back.
Come on.
Don't you think you've done enough talking for one day,
Cherry? I sure do.
Two smiley faces... each!
Nurse Martha.
I was on my way to work, I thought I'd stop by.
Oh.
I made some calls last night.
Friends, friends of friends.
Mm-hmm. Any luck?
No, no luck.
What about Lois Miller?
Nothing, sorry.
Well...
I wanted to help.
Thank you.
You know, after all these years,
this place still smells the same.
Yeah. Old aquarium water.
More like the inside of a wool hat.
Yes.
You know, you didn't have to come down here.
We could've done this over the phone.
Done what?
Told me there was nothing to tell me.
I know.
Jeanie, I don't know what I've done
to deserve you saying that,
I mean, besides working all the hours God sends
and not drinking nearly as much as I'm entitled to.
Officer Cutler? Eddie?
Jean... Jean... You know what? Fine.
Officer?
No, Jeanie? Jeanie, I didn't come home last night
because I was with a woman.
She was dead, and there were about a hundred other people
there, but I was with her.
What do you mean, how? I'm not gonna... gonna lie...
Jeanie? Jeanie, hi, it... it's Sam.
Yeah. How are you?
It's been far too long, it has.
You know, I miss that thing you make
with the pimento cheese and the pineapple.
That's fantastic, I miss it.
You know, uh, last night
was one of the worst nights we've had, you know...
This poor girl, they brought her in, and...
She fought so hard, Jeanie, but in the end, she...
Why am I telling you this? You don't need to hear this.
I'm sorry. All right... but... yes.
Yeah, yeah, I'll come home with Ed one of these nights,
and we'll... we'll... like old times, yeah.
It's good to talk to you, Jeanie.
All right. Okay, bye.
What time is it now?
Kitty, what are you doing?
I'm hanging onto you.
No-o-o-ho.
No, no, no, no, Kitty cat.
I am holding onto you.
That's not true! That's not true!
- No! - Relax.
Help me!
That'll help. Cherry, we'll get Cherry.
Cherry Pie, Kitty needs you. Cherry! Emma!
We need you! Cherry.
Emma!
Where's Emma?
How goes Butano and the bikers?
All love, brother, all love.
What about Manson's missing hooker, what's her name?
Caroline Beecher. I'm at the straw-grasping stage.
What're you doing?
Missing "pross," these are her vice arrests,
along with every other girl
who was booked alongside her each time.
Got anything particular in mind?
Maybe I know one of these girls?
Maybe I know somebody.
Known a hooker or two in my time.
Anybody know a Wanda Hartley?
Here I come to save the day.
Detective Squad. What?
This one she one's from eight years ago.
How long has this girl been missing?
- What? - Well, here's another girl
arrested in the same wagon as Caroline.
Louise Mitchell. Black hair, brown eyes,
gives her address as 2800 Fountain.
Tattoo of a butterfly on her shoulder.
Also known as Laney Watson and Lois Miller.
Does that mean something to you?
She's the one who reported my girl missing.
Who wants to go for a ride in the car?
Just over to St. Finian's.
Don't make me go alone.
What's over at St. Finian's?
Priest strangled in the vestry, if you can believe it.
What's the world coming to?
Father Mic... Mac... Some harp name. Maybe a robbery.
They didn't say if anything was missing.
You're calling someone a harp, Dunphy?
I'll go. We can stop for chili dogs.
It's right on the way.
Hey.
You doing all right there?
I'm tired.
And I know who did it.
You ready?
Bring him out, get his reaction
when he sees the body.
Where did they find him?
Stairs of the parish house. Said he'd been asleep,
blinking like a babe in the woods.
Very convincing. Almost had to ask for
absolution for waking them up.
Father, there you are.
Are you sure you're prepared for this now, very...
disturbing site.
- Two? - What?
You should have brought more cops.
No, Sam. Sam!
After this we'll head over to the Blue Room.
There's a delivery coming, all right?
I want them just to jump right on it.
Get things going, but I want you there
for my eyes and ears.
Hey, sorry to interrupt, but the package is here.
Here? Why is it here?
I don't know, someone got confused?
I said not to leave it, but he said you said to.
He said I...
Unbelievable. Where is he?
- Guest performer dressing room. - All right.
Come on, let's just get it, put it in your car,
take it over to the Satans right now.
Hey, hang on a second, man.
♪ Forget all your cares, so go downtown ♪
What the hell are you doing here?
♪ Downtown, you're gonna be all right now ♪
♪ Downtown, Downtown ♪
♪ Downtown ♪
Please, tell me about your first day of work at the hospital.
For the love of God, why?
I kind of need to hear a good story today right now.
How are you so sure it is one?
You know it is and you know why.
You got your job,
and you got your uniform, and put on your hat,
you got to the hospital and you said, "Good morning."
And then...
Well, there wasn't all the disposable equipment
- back then so... - Mm-hmm.
The nurses had to sterilize the syringes
and the needles and the tubes.
You know, soak and scrub them, put them in the autoclave
to kill the germs.
Yeah.
And after eight hours my legs were tired, so...
- Mm-hmm. - I decided to sit on the desk
while I did my work.
And this head of department walks by and sees me
sitting there and I thought I was fired.
He looks at me and he says, "Smart thinking, nurse."
It was glorious.
Did I imagine that or did that happen?
- That happened. - All right.
Could be booze delivery.
Hello.
Hi.
I left a message with your service.
Maybe more than one.
I haven't picked up any.
Oh, um, that's fine.
I just... I didn't feel right coming by the station again.
You know, with everything that goes on there.
Especially since what I'm asking isn't official
police business anyway.
You know, I wouldn't want to get you into any trouble, or...
I'm sorry.
No, don't be.
Well, if you find out anything...
I'll let you know soon as I do.
And thank you for your patience.
Thank you for yours.
I'll give her a second and then I'll go out
the service entrance, in case she's still out front.
Just tell me where it is.
I'm sorry.
People need to stop apologizing so much.
Hey, did you ever know a Louise Mitchell?
Yeah, I used to run with Louise.
We weren't very close but I liked her a lot.
At least until she skipped town anyway.
Why?
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