Starsky & Hutch Transcripts
STARSKY & HUTCH
1x03: Texas Longhorn
Original Airdate: 9/17/1975
Written by: Michael Mann
Directed by: Jack Starrett
A Dark Road: Night
(Two men stand in the middle of the road, waving their hands at an on coming car which stops. A man and his wife are in the car)
Chaco: Hey, mister, thank you for stopping. We had some trouble with the car.
Emma Lou: What's going on?
Zack: That's okay. These folks got a little car trouble; I'll be right back honey. (The other man leans on the car, showing his fish tattoos.) Now what's the problem?
Harris: The fan belt broke on the truck.
Zack: Oh yeah? Well, we'll have a look at it, get you going in no time. (Takes a look) Boy, you guys need a new truck.
Chaco: Yeah. (His Zack over the head. Emma Lou gets out of the car and runs off, Harris runs after her. She screams and runs through a giant puddle, but is tackled in some bushes. There's a struggle)
Same Location: Day
(Starsky and Hutch are on the scene, a body is being secured to a gurney.)
Starsky: Sergeant. What was the story?
Sergeant: Some guy in an oil truck found them. Her husband was stumbling along up on the highway. Out of his head.
Hutch: Hey Tom? Can I get a shot of that?
Sergeant: He's been released from the hospital, he's got a slight concussion. Name's Tyler. He's the big car dealer. You know, Zack Tyler. I seen him in his commercials just last night on television. His wife's name was Emma Lou.
Hutch: Did you shoot these tire tracks in front of the car.
Tom: Yeah. (Hutch finds a toe piece.)
Sergeant: Husband says that there were two assailants. A Latino and an Anglo with tattoos. Big guys. Mid 30's
Starsky: Thanks. (Hutch joins Starsky by the body) A couple of regular guys.
Jake: From the cooling of the body she died around 5am.
Hutch: What have you got, Jake?
Jake: Raped, strangled. Lacerations around the back of the neck from a chain, maybe a heavy necklace. Dan will fill you in after the post. (They walk to a clearing)
Starsky: Well, what do you think?
Hutch: They really gotta be coming out of the sewer. Robbery, rape and murder all in one bundle.
Starsky: Well, we ain't gonna find them standing here.
Zack's Office: Day
(Zack is sat in his chair with his back to the door)
Hutch: Mr. Tyler? (He turns around to see Starsky and Hutch enter) Detective Hutchinson. (Shakes hands)
Zack: Oh, glad to know you.
Hutch: This is Detective Starsky.
Zack: How are you doing?
Starsky: Sir.
Hutch: We've been assigned to your case.
Zack: Is that what you call it?
Starsky: Afraid so, Mr. Tyler.
Zack: Just call me Zack, all right. Everybody else does. You boys like to sit down.
Hutch: Thank you.
Starsky: Thank you. (They sit.)
Hutch: We were surprised that you left the hospital so soon. You okay?
Zack: Oh yeah. Got worse bumps than that playing football. I didn't wanna hang around there. Can't face going home. Yeah, the only thing I got left is right here. You know, it's funny I...I keep thinking she's over in the showroom or something and then I remember. Boys like a drink?
Hutch: No.
Starsky: No thank you.
Zack: I think I'll have a little touch. (Pours himself a drink) Okay, shoot.
Starsky: Well, Mr....Zack, we think you have a right to know. Are you aware that your wife was raped as well?
Zack: No, I didn't know that for sure.
Hutch: You wanna tell us what happened?
Zack: We was driving down the road, me and Emma Lou. I seen this truck up ahead kind of halfway blocking the road and these two guys waving at me to stop and I did. Just as I was getting out this other white guy put his hands on the horns on the hood of the car, you know and that's when I seen the tattoos. I never will forget them.
Starsky: What did they look like?
Zack: All these rows of fishes down the insides of both arms with curlicues and waves like breakers above both wrists.
Hutch: Did you wife wear a necklace?
Zack: Yeah. Did they steal that?
Hutch: Yeah.
Zack: Yeah, I bought her this Indian squash-blossom necklace. Antique, you know. She just looked so cute in it. I just got it for her last week. (Hutch takes out the toe-piece)
Hutch: You know what this is?
Zack: Yeah, sure. That's a silver toe-piece off a $200 pair of custom made boots.
Starsky: Two hundred dollars?
Zack: Yeah, yeah, a man might not have a dime in his pocket might be a millionaire and still wear the same kinda boots.
Starsky: Zack, let me ask you something. If you saw these men again, think you'd recognize them?
Zack: Oh yeah. I'd recognize them. I ain't about to forget them.
The Docks: Day
(Chaco comes running towards his boat holding the paper)
Chaco: Hey, man, we made the papers!
Harris: Yeah?
Chaco: (Jumps on board) Hey, they're saying we're really bad cats.
Harris: (Laughs) Bad, huh?
Chaco: (Reads) Oh wow. You believe this.
Harris: What?
Chaco: That girl, she was that old man's wife.
Harris: So?
Chaco: I thought she was some chick he pick up, some sugar daddy, you know what I mean?
Harris: So who cares, man.
Chaco: Hey, man, I mean a bimbo's, that's one thing, but a man's wife. I mean, marriage is a sacred thing.
Harris: Man, you're really something else you know that. You are really something else.
Chaco: Hey, I don't take another man's wife,
Harris: Ah, now, come one, poor Chaco. Look at it this way, baby. They ain't married no more, we just gave them a divorce. (Laughs)
Chaco: That's bad luck.
The Torino: Day
(Hutch is looking for something in the car as they drive)
Starsky: What you looking for?
Hutch: Toe-piece.
Starsky: You know, this is like Cinderella. We're the prince, the silver toe-piece is the glass slipper and you and me are running all over our little kingdom looking for the dainty foot that it fits.
Hutch: Yeah, well, Prince Charming. Where do we go first?
Starsky: Well, they'd fence the necklace. How about Lenny the Glass Eye?
Hutch: No, it's too high class for him.
Starsky: He'd be thrilled to hear you say that.
Hutch: What about Smelly Rolly. He's the lowest class fence around. He knows everything that's happening his end of the market.
Starsky: That's where we're going then. Smelly Rolly's Bargain Circus.
Hutch: Where's that toe-piece? (Starsky shows him it on the end of his finger. Hutch takes it. They pull up outside a building and enter)
Hutch: Hi, Marty. You wanna announce us to the merchant prince?
Marty: You better get out of here or I'll tare your head off. (Hutch throws him through the back door. Another man comes down the stairs, but Starsky stops him with his gun)
Starsky: Take a walk, Leo. Come on, come on. (Leo runs off)
Rolly: Marty, I like you because you're so fast on your feet. You're an ace, you know. Hiya, Starsky. Hi, Hutch.
Starsky: So Rolly?
Rolly: Business ain't so good, but like it says in the journal the Gross National Product should be up by years end.
Hutch: Well, you'd know about anything gross, Rolly. (Starsky pays for a cup of coffee in the machine.)
Starsky: Hey look at this. (No cup comes out, the coffee just pours out into nothing)
Hutch: We're looking for a necklace. Turquoise and silver. Squashed blossom. Antique worth about 1500 bucks.
Rolly: Hey, I didn't know you guys worked lost and found.
Starsky: Hey, Rolly, you got any cups?
Hutch: And a couple of guys took it off a lady. We want to ask them. (He takes a car and sits next to Rolly) We want to ask them a few questions.
Rolly: Yeah so? Hey, hey, I'm a pro. I don't discuss business. Ain't you ever heard of the code of the subculture.
Starsky: What have you got a club? Subculture Social Athletics Club, jackets with your name on. Come on Rolly. You've been around the block a few times.
Rolly: Yeah, well, I don't know anything about a necklace that some broad lost. (Hutch grabs his tie) Hey, hey, Hutch come on.
Hutch: One's a Latino and one's an Anglo with tattoos on his forearms. On wears cowboy boots with silver tips and heels. We're talking about rape and murder one, Rolly.
Starsky: If you got something we need, Rolly, we better hear it from you. Where did you get all this bizarro junk, huh? (Picks up a bowl and electric whisk)
Rolly: Come on, be careful with that, huh?
Starsky: Hey, a snow tire. Those guys had a snow tire on their car, right?
Hutch: Yeah.
Starsky: It left a track. They come in pairs. Hey, maybe this one's the mate. We're borrowing this one from you, okay, Rolly.
Hutch: Maybe you were with these guys Rolly. You have an alibi for yesterday at 5am?
Rolly: Yeah, yeah. I got an alibi. I was with a lady. A very respectable married woman named Lillian.
Hutch: Lillian what?
Rolly: Hey, you know what you can do with all these questions, this whole deal, huh. (Starsky drops the bowl) Come on. Cut that out, huh?
Starsky: I'm sorry, it slipped.
Rolly: Yeah, well, I don't know any Puerto Rican or any Anglo with tattoos, so guys quit busting my stuff.
Starsky: I didn't say he was a Puerto Rican. Hutch didn't say he was a Puerto Rican. You said he was a Puerto Rican. I think you know the man.
Hutch: (Grabs Rolly's tie) Now you sit there Rolly and you think. You think about time, hard time because we'll be back. And if you got what to say and aren't saying it you're gonna fall behind the accessory to murder wrap. And that, my fat friend, is a 10 to 15 years wide awake nightmare.
Starsky: Hey, Rolly, don't run. Don't even walk. Just think.
Ray's Tattoo Parlour: Day
(Ray's working on a tattoo as Starsky and Hutch walk in)
Hutch: Ray?
Ray: Back here. (They come round to behind the counter) Starsky and Hutch, what's good?
Starsky: Looking at you, sweetheart.
Ray: What about me?
Hutch: Oh, well. You're special. We brought you something. (Shows her a photo of a man covered in tattoos.)
Ray: Oh that's really nice.
Hutch: Where do you want me to tack it up?
Ray: Anywhere, gorgeous.
Hutch: Excuse me, hello there. (Smiles at the lady and pins up the picture)
Ray: Thoughtful of you boys. That'll be 15 bucks, toots. (The lady pulls the money out of her top and leaves)
Starsky: That's a lot of lady.
Hutch: It's distracting. Ray, you could do something for us. We're looking for a man, about 35, Anglo, has unusual tattoos up and down his forearms. Parallel fish with curlicues on the side and the top. And then down at the wrists, big ocean breaker waves. You ever seen a tattoo like that?
Ray: No, I'd remember if I did.
Starsky: Why?
Ray: Were the fish all the same kind and there were like six or eight of them?
Hutch: As far as we know.
Ray: Macao's the only place tattoos like that are done.
Starsky: Where's that?
Hutch: It's a wide-open port in the China sea.
Ray: There aren't any tattoo artists from Macao around here.
Hutch: Well, then he'd have to do it there, wouldn't he?
Ray: Would have had to.
Starsky: Well, I guess that makes on of our suspects a seafaring man.
Hutch: Come on, Hemingway. See ya, Ray.
Starsky: See ya, Ray.
Ray: Right. (They leave)
Outside Jr. Market: Day
(The Torino pulls up in front of a couple of phone booths. They get out.)
Hutch: You need a dime?
Starsky: No, I got a dime.
Hutch: You sure?
Starsky: I'm positive. (Digs out a dime from his pocket.)
Hutch: All right.
Starsky: Dime.
(He puts in the money and waits, but nothing happens. Hutch offers him a dime, but he's already got another one. Still nothing's happening. Hutch goes into the neighbouring booth and dials. Starsky joins him looking annoyed.)
Hutch: Detective services. Yeah, Stone, this is Hutch. Listen add to that program you're running that the Anglo was probably a sailor who laid over in Macao.
Starsky: Hey!
Hutch: One second (To Starsky) I'm on the phone.
Starsky: I know.
Hutch: (On the phone) And the Latino was a Puerto Rican. Wait a minute (To Starsky) What is it?
Starsky: The snow tire. Don't forget the snow tire.
Hutch: Oh yeah. We dropped off a snow tire. Check that as the mate to the tire tracks we found at the scene. (To Starsky) You got anything else for us?
Starsky: No.
Hutch: (On the phone) Anything else? Okay. (Takes out his dime)
Starsky: Wait a second. (Goes to the other phone, but there's no dime. Starsky kicks the phone and says something in Spanish)
Hutch: You're Spanish is getting better.
Starsky: Thank you. (They get in the car) Computer spit out a make yet.
Hutch: No, still too general. But it did turn up heroin residue in the blood analysis. Guy's a shooter.
Starsky: Then they're both hypes. They come in pairs. (Drive off)
Smelly Rolly's Bargain Circus: Day
(Rolly opens his desk draw and takes out the squash blossom necklace, he looks at it and then makes a call.)
Rolly: Yeah, Huggy Bear. Yeah, this is Rolly. Yeah, I want to leave a message for Starsky and Hutch, huh? Yeah, tell them I wanna meet them. Privately okay.
(Huggy's on the other line)
Huggy: Yeah, okay. Talk to them in private. They should meet that Fat Rolly in the zoo. (Phone rings, he answers.) Chez Huggy Bears. Hey, man, how the hell do I know? (Hangs up) Somebody tell Sweetmeat her old man called. (Starsky and Hutch enter) Oh please, close the door.
Hutch: Is that anyway to talk to us Huggy.
Starsky: You got something against daylight, it happens every 24 hours.
Huggy: Yeah, I got something against today. Linen service don't show up, no garbage collection. My bartenders don't show up. You looking at a mean mistreater. Careful. Mean Joe Greene is a pussycat compared to this Huggy Bear.
Hutch: I'll have iced coffee.
Starsky: Make it two, Huggy.
Huggy: Two iced coffees. (They go to the other end of the car) So, what's happening?
Starsky: Looking for a couple of hypes. Rape and murder one. One's a blond, tattoos up and down his forearms. The other one's a big Puerto Rican, wears cowboy boots.
Huggy: Starsky, you know I don't allow no rapists and such in my place.
Hutch: Well, Huggy, have any of your respectable customers spoken of these two guys?
Huggy: What, you think folks just come in here chitchatting about any piece of mayhem they hear about.
Starsky: Hey, Huggy, you got something for us or not?
Huggy: Well, if they're hypes I'll see what I can pick up. They must be buying their fixes from somewhere. So have no fear, Huggy Bear's info will be here. And by the way your yo-yo called, said to come by, wanted to talk to you. Fat Rolly.
Starsky: Why the hell didn't you say so?
Huggy: Well, what do you think I just said? (Starsky and Hutch dash off. There's a crash) Hey, what's going on in the kitchen?
Smelly Rolly's Bargain Circus: Day
(The Torino parks outside Rolly's place, just as something crashes through the window.)
Starsky: What the- (Picks up the mic) Ten sierra, 11 Harry, 1033. Disturbance at 489 North Avenue.
(More stuff is throw out, Hutch catches something. Inside a huge man is choking another man and thumps him hard. Starsky and Hutch enter and dodges a large object. Hutch is thrown into some junk. Starsky jumps on the guys back and his swung around and tossed into more junk. Hutch picks up a giant vase)
Lillian's Husband: I think I'll go home now. (Hutch smashes the vase over his head, but it doesn't hurt him. Starsky goes for his gun.)
Starsky: Fre-freeze.
Hutch: All right, who are you?
Lillian's Husband: I'm Lillian's husband. He fiddled around with Lillian (Points at a bloody Rolly) my little Lillian.
Starsky: Just stay cool, big fella. Comprendo?
Hutch: I don't think Rolly's going to make it through the night. (Tries handcuffing the guy) These cuffs don't fit him.
Starsky: Maybe we oughta throw a net over him.
Dobey's office: Day
Dobey: What do you think this is a circus? You guys couldn't conduct a straight investigation if your lives depended upon it.
Hutch: Well, that's not entirely accurate Captain. Do you have an aspirin?
Dobey: Where does this wrestler come from? (Dobey throws Hutch a bottle)
Starsky: Olympic Auditorium. It's in my report.
Dobey: Oh yeah, about this report. It reads like a comic book. "The fiery red Torino fishtails to a halt. We spill onto the street ready for action." What is this? (Slams the report down)
Starsky: Hey.
Dobey: Look, I'm gonna tell you again. All I want is a straight report written in English. Now why did the wrestler beat up Rolly?
Hutch: Thanks, Captain. (Throws back the aspirin) Because Rolly was messing around with his wife.
Dobey: What's that got to do with the two guys you're looking for?
Starsky: He knew the Latino was a Puerto Rican and according to Harold in the crime lab, Rolly snow tire is the same make, size, thread and wear pattern as the snow-tire track at the scene. See? So that puts Rolly knowing them before it went down and giving or selling them a snow tire.
Dobey: You think he set it up?
Starsky: That's not Rolly's bag. But these guys fence with him regular.
Hutch: He can identify them for us. But right now who they are and where they are is locked up inside Rolly's head which at the moment doesn't look too good.
Starsky: Captain.
Dobey: What?
Starsky: May we be excused.
Dobey: Yeah, go on, get out of here.
Starsky: Thanks.
(They leave the office and enter the squad room where Zack is sat at a desk)
Zack: Hi, you guys.
Hutch: Hi Zack.
Starsky: How you doing, Zack.
Zack: How you big city cops doing anyway, huh? Hey, how'd you like to buy this sleek little four door sedan I got here, huh? It was previously owned by a lady of questionable repute. She only used the back seat. (laughs and then slowly stops) Let me tell you, waiting around over there for news at the car lot was just awful. So I, I thought I'd drop by and see what was happening.
Starsky: Well, a couple of leads Zack. Nothing positive.
Zack: When I think of them two killers, walking around in broad daylight, polluting up the air, free as a bird,
Hutch: We'll get them Zack. We told you that. It'll take a little time, but we'll get them.
Zack: Yeah, I believe you will. I'm selling the car lot. Yeah, the whole kitten caboodle. Too many memories, you know? House everything. I'm clearing out.
Starsky: Where will you go?
Zack: I don't know
Hutch: Are you sure you're doing the right thing?
Zack: Well, I don't know, ah, but...well, that's my nature. A man's gotta be true to his nature.
Starsky: We'll have to get in touch with you in case we get a couple of suspects.
Zack: Yeah, well, don't you worry about that. I ain't going no place till you nail their hides to the barn door. (Pause) Well, you boys need me, ya'll just holler.
Starsky: Okay, Zack.
Zack: I'll be seeing ya. (Gets up)
Starsky: Take it easy.
Zack: Yeah, you too. (He leaves and the phone rings. Hutch answers.)
Hutch: Detective Hutchinson.
Huggy: Man, that's formal. This is the proprietor, Huggy Bear calling.
Hutch: Hey, Huggy.
Huggy: You still wanna lead on those two hypes.
Hutch: Yeah, what you got?
Huggy: I made you contact with the angel.
Hutch: The what?
Huggy: 1106 Somers. Tell her I sent you. If they're around, she'll know them.
Hutch: Thanks Huggy.
Huggy: You got it. (Hangs up)
Hutch: Hey, let's go.
Starsky: Where to?
Hutch: To see an angel. (They leave)
Royal Apartments: Day
(The Torino pulls up in front of an old apartment building. They go up in the lift and stop on a dingy, dull floor.)
Starsky: Hey. (They knock on the only door. No answer. He knocks again. They get their guns ready, stay clear of the door and Hutch opens it.) Anybody home? Hello?
Angel: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I hear you. See you too...(Starsky and Hutch enter.) with my mind.
(The Angel is sat in an arm chair. Hutch checks out her dresser and finds a syringe and an old picture of her in a slimming, dazzling dress)
Angel: Ya'll come for the Angel?
Hutch: No. No we didn't come to bust you. (The Angel laughs)
Angel: Oh Honey. What are you looking at those old pictures for? You got a hankering for that girl. Yeah, that was 15 years ago.
Hutch: Huggy Bear sent us.
Angel: I'm hip.
Hutch: We need to know a few things.
Angel: Like what?
Starsky: We're looking for a couple of hypes. One's a Puerto Rican who wears cowboy boots with silver toe-pieces. One's missing. The other's an Anglo, tattoos up and down both forearms. Mid 30's. They're both big. You seen them?
Angel: What did they do?
Hutch: Rape, murder. For kicks.
Angel: Young girls?
Hutch: Married.
Angel: Now, why should I help the police force finger a couple of hypes?
Starsky: I don't know. Maybe because they're giving heroin addicts a bad name.
Angel: (Laughs) Oh, you're cute. Fifteen years ago, baby. Well, the Angel will tell you she heard a couple of hypes, junkies shooting their mouths off on cheap wine about making a score down by Terminal Island. Now, brown bread, hangs around the pike at a place called Big Chucks. White bread, I don't know what he does. He's a sailor. Always talking about sailing off into the sunset. (Sings) A long way from the home. A long way from home. (Talking) See I been to that sunset a few times.
Starsky: Take care of yourself, Angel. Be careful how you go.
Angel: Yeah, I'll remember that. I'll remember that. (Starsky and Hutch leave. She hums a little) I'll remember that.
Terminal Island: Day
(The Torino pulls up at a fair ground with stalls and rides all around them. They split up. Starsky enters a small diner. Chaco is at the counter talking to someone)
Chaco: Best Gal in the fourth. That's the number, man.
Guy: You don't know nothing. You know, if a horse bit you, you'd think it was a hog.
Chaco: Hey, you bet your money on that horse, you lose. (Starsky notices the missing toe-piece on Chaco's boot) You sick man.
Guy: That's a donkey.
Chaco: That's a donkey?
Guy: Hey, Charlie. Give me one more order of French Fries.
Chaco: Hey, put some money on three of them.
Guy: Hey, I'll put my money on three, if you loan me five. (Starsky slides the toe-piece across the counter to Chaco)
Starsky: Congratulations, Cinderella, your foot fits the silver slipper.
(Chaco throws his fries at Starsky and takes off. Starsky follows with his gun out, but Chaco grabs a hostage and pulls a knife)
Chaco: I'll cut her. I'm walking out if here.
Starsky: No, you're not.
Chaco: I'll cut her. I'm not kidding. (He continues to walk backwards) I'll cut her. (Hutch's gun appears at his head)
Hutch: I don't think so.
Starsky: No way. No way you're gonna walk out of here with a woman.
Hutch: You so much as twitch a muscle I'll blow your head off. Drop it. (He drops it. Starsky grabs the girl while Hutch slides Chaco across the bar and handcuffs him)
Interrogation room: Day
(Starsky sits in the room with Chaco)
Starsky: How old are you? You single? (Through the two way glass, Hutch and Zack watch) You know a blonde guy with tattoos? Where were you at five am, day before yesterday? Which of these three detergents do you find to be easiest on your hands? You know, you are one of the warmest, most responsive human beings I've ever had the pleasure to meet. An all-around regular fella. (He leaves the room)
Hutch: Well, Zack. That's one down, one to go.
Zack: I ain't ever seen that man before in my whole life.
Hutch: What? (Starsky enters) He says he's never seen this man before in his life.
Starsky: What?
Zack: I sure wish I could help you fellas, but he just ain't one of them, that's all. I sure wish he was.
Squad Room: Day
(Dobey enters the squad room with Starsky and Hutch behind him.)
Dobey: Now what the hell is going on? You told him he had him nailed. Now the only eyewitness swears Chaco's not the man that murdered his wife or hit him on the head.
Hutch: Hold him anyway.
Dobey: On what?
Starsky: Reasonable cause. That's enough for murder one.
Dobey: Not on a positive non-identification.
Hutch: We know Chaco's our man. Hold him. (Phone rings, Dobey answers)
Dobey: Dobey here. Oh, yeah? Good. (Hangs up) Rolly's coming around. He'll cop out if we'll bargain on a plea.
Starsky: Rolly can nail Chaco for us. (Makes a call.) What is it with this telephone? I know I dialled the lockup. (Into the phone) I don't want the commissary...you get off my crossed line. (Hutch makes the call)
Hutch: Hey, Dixon, this is Hutchinson. I want you to stall the release on Huey Chaco, Number 33240 (Hangs up) He's already on the street.
The Streets: Day
(Chaco's walking down the street with Zack's car following him)
Zack: Hey, there Huey. I'm having a little trouble with my fan belt. Maybe y'all could give me a hand. (He shoots Chaco, who falls down some concrete steps)
Rolly's Hospital Room: Day
(Rolly's awake, sitting up in bed with a bandage around his head ad Starsky and Hutch either side of his bed)
Hutch: Let's have it fast, Rolly. Where are your friends?
Rolly: Yeah, when I get a guaranteed deal. The DA's offering me diddly.
Hutch: The only guarantee you got is this: We make you as a known fence we make you with the two guys, we put you in business with them before the murder so we make you an accessory to murder.
Starsky: We tie this around you like a knot and dump the whole mess in the joint. You deal, baby, in about ten seconds or you got no deal. None at all.
Rolly: Hold on, huh? Give me a break.
Hutch: Times up. (They're about to leave)
Rolly: Well, wait a minute. Wait. All right. Yeah, I'll give you their names. Little Huey Chaco and John Brown Harris. Now, you're gonna give me conditional on the accessory, right?
Hutch: We'll try.
Rolly: Okay. I fenced a couple of TV's for them...I...some watches, sold them a case of calculators. I sold them the tire for 5 bucks.
Starsky: Come on Rolly.
Rolly: All right, all right. Look, I'll give you Chaco, see. He'll duke you to Harris.
Starsky: Chaco's duking us to nothing. Chaco's dead, Rolly.
Hutch: What about Harris?
Rolly: Harris. Forget it. I want to stay alive.
Hutch: Look, fatso. There's an APB out on Zack Tyler. Two witnesses identified him as the man who shot Chaco. If Tyler gets to Harris before we do the man is dead. And you've got no deal.
Starsky: Besides you're doing him a favour. With us, the creep at least gets a trial.
Rolly: Harris sells his blood for drinking money when he's broke. He's a sailor or something like that.
Starsky: All right, where does he peddle his blood?
Rolly: Ace medical on Inden.
Starsky: Thanks a bunch, Rolly. It's always a pleasure doing business with you.
Hutch: You're gonna love San Quintin. (They leave)
Ace Medical: Day
(The Torino parks outside the medical centre. There's a man leaning against a mail box)
Starsky: He's waiting for the mail.
(Inside a beat up man is having his blood pressure taken. Starsky and Hutch go up to the desk where a nurse is typing on a typewriter.)
Hutch: Ma'am?
Nurse: You'll have to wait your turn.
Starsky: Excuse me, Miss? We're not here to sell blood. We're cops. (Shows his badge) We need all ours.
Hutch: You ever seen this guy (Shows her a mug shot of Harris)
Starsky: What're looking at me for? Answer the man.
Nurse: I don't recall.
Starsky: Hutch. (Points at him and turns away)
Hutch: All right, look, lady. He's got tattoos up and down his forearm parallel rows of fishes. Tattoos on the inside.
Nurse: Oh him. I remember him. It's easier for me to remember arms than faces.
Hutch: When was the last time he was here? (Starsky's trying to get a candy bar out of the machine, but it's not working so he hits it while the nurse checks her files)
Nurse: Harris. Exactly three weeks ago.
Hutch: You got an address on him? (Checks her files)
Nurse: No, a phone number. 555-6473 (Hutch writes)
Hutch: 555-6374
Nurse: 6473
Hutch: 6473
Nurse: (To Starsky) You get out of here.
Starsky: This machine gypped me out of a peanut bar.
Nurse: Get out of here and take your nosy friend with you. I got people waiting!
Starsky: (To Hutch as they leave) she is a vampire. Now, that's the first lady vampire I ever met.
The Docks: Day
(The Torino parks by a phone booth)
Starsky: According to the phone company that should be the one. (Hutch gets out and takes a look at it.)
Hutch: 555-6473. That's it. (Starsky gets out of the car and gets out his gun)
Hutch: I wonder if we beat Zack here.
Starsky: Well, maybe he's come and gone.
(They walk alone the bank, just as Zack's car pulls up behind the Torino. He gets out and follows them at a distance. Meanwhile Harris is on his boat, he waves at the approaching detectives.)
Harris: Morning. Help you fellas?
Starsky: Make him?
(Harris pulls a shotgun and fires, Starsky and Hutch take cover. Zack runs up and fires.)
Hutch: Get back! Get back! (Starsky tries pulling Zack behind an old pram for cover)
Starsky: Get down! (Zack continues firing as does Hutch and Harris. Harris takes off down the pier; Zack is the first to follow, then Hutch and Starsky. The chase continues into a scrap metal yard. A car gets in Starsky's way and he's forced to role over it.)
Hutch: Move it, you Turkey. (To Starsky) You okay?
Starsky: Yeah.
(The chase continues, Zack has to stop to reload and Harris takes cover in a large metal dumpster. Starsky and Hutch take cover among the junk. There's a lot of moving around before Harris starts shooting again. Zack fires back)
Hutch: Get down, Zack! (Harris shoots Zack.) Damn it, Zack.
Starsky: What do we do? We call for cover?
Hutch: There's no time. We gotta get to Zack. (Harris fires again)
Starsky: That thing he's in is like a tank. (Their shots bounce off the metal. Starsky spots a crane) Cover me (He runs to the crane while Hutch fires repeatedly at Harris. He gets in the crane) this thing with machine's gotta end right here. (More shots fired at the window as Hutch comes to his side) Come on.
Hutch: Give me your gun.
Starsky: I got it. (He gets the crane moving towards the dumpster. The crane comes down on the dumpster, grips it and pulls it upwards and lets go. Hutch gets off and runs to it. Harris is still alive.)
Hutch: I got Zack.
Starsky: Okay. (Starsky turns Harris over) You're okay. Come on. (Handcuffs him. Hutch goes to Zack's body. He's still alive. A worker arrives.)
Hutch: You! Call an ambulance. It's all right Zack. (Starsky comes over and props up his head with Hutch's shirt)
Starsky: Easy boy.
Zack: What's happening?
Hutch: Don't you talk.
Zack: Did you get him?
Hutch: Yeah, we got him.
Zack: Good deal.
Starsky: Why didn't you leave this alone, Zack?
Zack: Well, let me tell you a story my grandpappy told me. There's this scorpion you see. He wanted to get across the river, but he couldn't swim. And so he's trying to talk this frog into carrying him across on his back, see? And the frog knew that he couldn't swim and as long as we was in the water he wouldn't sting him because...because he'd die, see? He'd drown. So the scorpion kept pestering him and so he said, "All right, climb on board." And they got about halfway across the river and this scorpion, doggone if he didn't up and sting that frog. And the frog looked around at him and he said "Hey, what did you do that for? You gonna die too." And the scorpion looked at him and said "I couldn't help it." You see that old scorpion, he's just being true to his nature, see? Just like I'm being true to mine. Besides, with Emma Lou gone living is a hard way to go. You know what I mean?
Starsky: You hold on Zack. Ambulance is coming. (He dies)
Hutch: Starsky.
Starsky: Yeah?
Hutch: He's dead. (Hutch closes Zack's eyes.)
The Pits: Day
(Huggy's playing pool)
Huggy: Nobody move. Fifteen in the side pocket. (Starsky and Hutch come up behind him. Starsky knocks his que) Hey, hey, old buddies, old pals, my ace bust them, rust thems. What's happening?
Starsky: What's wrong with you today?
Huggy: Nothing. I'm Mr. Sweetness and light.
Starsky: That's what I mean, man. Man, you're off the wall. Yesterday you were the 'mean mistreater'.
Huggy: You must not be feeling too good. Let me fix you the Starsky special.
Hutch: What about me?
Huggy: Beer? (They go over and sit at the bar) One Starsky special, Diane and one beer for the gentleman. (Lillian and her big husband enter)
Hutch: Starsky.
Starsky: Wait a sec. (Turns to look)
Lillian's Husband: Hello, friends. This is my little wife Lillian and I want to thank you because we're back together again now and I'm sorry I hit you.
Hutch: Buy you a drink.
Lillian: husband: No, I'll buy. Bottle of wine. Château villon-longueville 1966.
Huggy: I'm sorry. We don't serve French. How about some Chateau twister 1975 (They all laugh)
Hutch: Hey, Starsky. I'm beginning to think that everybody in this town is crazy except you and me.
Starsky: Funny, I was beginning to have serious doubts about you.