"(tense, urgent orchestral music)" "(traffic roaring)" "(ringing)" "Lieutenant Daggert." "Yes, I sent those reports out to the commissioner." "Mm-hmm" "(knocking)" "Come in." "[Daggert] Oh yes, sure, I'll see that you get a copy of that, Captain." "My name is Milton Graves." "Oh yes, you're the fellow who writes for the American Weekly..." "The National Weekly." "And you said Tuesday would be a good day?" "Yes, ah, yeah, you seem to have caught me just about right." "I have a little free time now." "Won't you sit down?" "Thank you." "Cigarette?" "Ah, no." "You wanted to know something about murder cases, I believe." "On crime detection procedure." "You see I'm doing a series of articles on criminals and their detection." "In fact, that's the title of the series," "Criminals and Their Detection." "I see." "Well, I'll be very glad to help you in anyway I can." "Well, that's very kind of you." "It would help me if I were to take notes." "Sure, go right ahead." "I think that the best place to start would be with the actual commission of the crime." "Suppose that a murder were to have been committed, what would be the standard operating practice?" "Well, it varies according to circumstances." "Now, if the crime were discovered by a patrolman, he would immediately file a report, at the same time making sure that nothing was disturbed at the scene of the crime." "Well, I'm sorry, what happens then?" "Homicide, of course, sends down a couple of men." "See, we work in teams." "The scene is dusted for fingerprints, photographs made of the corpse, the medical examiner does his stuff, you know, the usual routine." "Is that a new secret weapon there, the?" "Huh?" "(Chuckles) (toy rattling)" "Well, if there's a bullet in the body, ballistics would tell us that..." "Forgive me, for interrupting Lieutenant, but this combination of a revolver and a baby's rattle fascinates me." "Ah, this is, would hardly call a compatible combination, is it?" "This revolver belonged to one of the most vicious killers this state has ever known." "You're not going to tell me that he owned the rattle, too, are you?" "No, (chuckles) no, the rattle belongs to a baby whose father is a policeman." "A blast of this gun almost drowned out the sound of that rattle." "Well, where were we?" "Now, wait a minute." "You're not going to hook me like that and then let me go, are you?" "Well, I thought you wanted to fill up that notebook." "Why waste paper on that routine stuff?" "Come on, Lieutenant, reel me in." "All right." "The policeman's Pete Grayson, wife's name Doris." "I was best man at their wedding." "Pete got back from Korea, he didn't have anybody close to him," "I guess I was responsible for his applying for the Police Academy." "No, I never did think that Doris exactly thanked me for that." "You know, it wasn't until the day that Pete graduated from the academy that I really began to know her." "(plaintive, soft orchestral melody)" "[Ned] Hello there." "Oh hello, Ned." "How's the expectant mother today?" "Really anxious and constantly happy." "How's father bearing up?" "Oh gosh, every time the neighbors see him, they run from him." "He never stops telling them about the little genius that's coming to our house." "Public priority number one, huh?" "Well, today's his big day, graduation." "Yes, it is." "I just thought I'd stop by to congratulate Pete." "Well, he isn't here now but he should be along any moment." "Well I haven't got too much time." "It will only take a second to say good luck when he gets here." "Come on in and wait, he'll be happy to see you." "Friends down at the academy tell me that Pete wound up about the top of his class." "He studied very hard, Ned." "You know, he could get into almost any division he wanted." "I've been hoping to recommend him for the detective course." "I know, he told me." "Mm-hmm." "Well then, why doesn't he want me to do it?" "He wants to go into juvenile division, you know that." "Most rookies would give their right arm for a recommendation to detective school." "Why this preoccupation with juvenile?" "He was one himself, and a delinquent one, remember?" "Orphaned at 12, kicked around 'til he was 16." "He was in trouble, he could have been in serious trouble, only he was lucky and he knows it." "Some of the others weren't so lucky," "Folsom, Alcatraz, Sing Sing and worse." "We've got a good juvenile department downtown." "And Pete wants to be part of it." "Don't you see, Ned, he identifies himself with every boy that's in trouble." "To help them will give his life importance." "But he can't get into juvenile yet, there aren't any openings." "He'll wait." "Well, I could maybe arrange an opening in detective school." "He may be in a patrol car for years, before he finds a spot in juvenile." "That's what I want him to do." "(chuckles) Well, he'd make a fine detective." "Howdy!" "How do I look?" "(laughing)" "Congratulations, fella." "Thanks, Ned." "Honey, I want you to buy four or five hundred cans of badge polish." "Well, kids, I gotta be getting back to the station." "What'd you drop in for, you're leaving so soon?" "Well, I just thought I could do a little missionary work but I seem to be a failure." "I'll see you tomorrow." "Ok, Ned, thanks." "Bye." "[Ned] Bye." "Now, tell me all about the graduation, Pete." "First you tell me, did you see the doctor?" "Mm-hmm." "What'd he say?" "He said I'm a little on the anemic side." "Anemic?" "So that's why you look so worried." "Oh, don't be silly, darling, it's nothing to worry about." "Besides the mantle is screaming with pills wanting to take care of that situation." "Okay, now you sit right down and take your medicine." "And as soon as I get it for you," "I'm going to get out of this uniform." "Don't want to wear it out before I get started." "When do you start?" "Tomorrow morning at eight." "And I got another treat for you." "I'm fixing dinner tonight." "Good, I'm in the mood for experiments." "Here you go." "Thank you." "Hmm, say!" "Got an answer from Midwest Insurance Company, huh?" "Yes, they turned down your application, occupation too hazardous." "So that's what's really been bothering you, huh?" "Honey, just because some idiotic insurance company decides to turn down my..." "It's all right, Pete." "Listen, how about one of those big Doris Grayson smiles?" "Come on, all right." "You know there are other insurance companies." "Insurance companies don't take chances, Pete." "Honey, you know in Korea the Chinese shot about 450,000 shells," "about 7 million grenades and about 7 billion bullets and in two years they couldn't even hit me once?" "Well do you think that even the Los Angeles bad drivers could touch me after that?" "I know we agreed that the police force would be right for you." "Yes, we certainly did." "But that was before the baby was coming, suppose you get hurt?" "(chuckles) I'm going into juvenile division." "Do you think any kid is going to jump out of his crib and slug me?" "Promise me something?" "Sure." "Promise me you won't let Ned talk you into that detective course?" "I promise, now you sit here and take it easy." "As soon as I get my apron on, dinner will be ready." "Now come on, (laughing) there's nothing to worry about." "Who'd want to hurt me?" "Besides, when you get your hands on that first paycheck, you'll change your mind." "[Pete] Bolanger?" "Yeah?" "I'm Grayson." "I just lost two bits." "Yeah?" "I bet myself you were going to be the only rookie ever to be late the first day on the job." "That's what you get for gambling." "I just made another bet." "What's that?" "I bet myself you were the kind of guy who likes to drive." "(laughing)" "(car doors squeaking)" "(engine cranking)" "[Voiceover] The way to train a new cop is to put him into the field with an experienced one." "Bolinger was one of the best." "In his first six months, Pete faced on the city streets most of the situations which the ordinary citizen calls emergencies but which are routine to the man on the beat." "Pete settled into that routine and was happy in his job and happy with the anticipation of his future family." "Six months to go." "This time, stay out." "That's for sure." "I don't mean that way." "You mean there's another way for guys like us?" "Sure there is, once we serve our time." "Nobody ever forgets that we were in stir." "(laughing) I always forget it when I get the outside." "That's why I keep coming back here, only not this time." "What's going to happen this time that makes a difference?" "I'm trying for a fresh start." "I'm going to go to another state and I'll cut off my hand, so help me, Jim, I'll cut it off, before I reach for anything that isn't mine." "(laughing)" "I'm tired of breathing frightened air." "There are two kinds of people, frightened ones and those that aren't." "Yeah, you're right, there are two kinds of people, dumb ones and smart ones." "Are you sayin' that I'm dumb?" "Uh-uh." "These say it." "You always got to go around the block to say something." "What's taking them so long with our recreation?" "It's not time yet, but don't worry, you'll see Brad before he leaves." "How do you figure this?" "We both do the same horse," "I get six months longer than Brad does." "Well, didn't you tell me you were the one who slugged the watchman?" "Yeah." "So it figures." "You gonna keep in touch with Brad?" "Sure, me and Brad been pals for four or five years now." "He's gonna write to you, huh?" "Sure." "(loud bell ringing)" "It's about time." "(dark, dreary music droning)" "(chatter)" "Hi Brad." "What kept you so long?" "Don't get mad, Brad." "You stopped and talked to four different guys on your way across the yard." "Well, I got a lot of friends." "Did they ask you to go in with them?" "On what?" "They," "On what?" "They're planning a break." "When?" "You steer clear." "What if we can get out, I can" " We can add 10 years to our sentence." "I want you to stay away from those guys." "Brad." "Now you listen to me very carefully." "If you try a break and it doesn't come off, they can add another five, 10 years to your sentence." "Do you want me to wait 10 years and six months for the setup?" "No, I wouldn't expect that." "There's no hurry about you getting out of here." "As a matter of fact, six months will be just about right." "It'll take me that long to get everything lined up." "I'll do anything you say." "All right, see that you do but stay away from those guys, they're trouble." "Don't do anything to make these screws keep you here past your time." "I won't, I promise I'll keep my nose clean." "You can depend upon that." "(tone blaring)" "That's the machine shop mating call, Jim, whaddya say." "Yeah, I'm coming." "More than anybody else, that guy I want you to steer clear of." "Don't be silly, he's my bunkmate." "How can I steer clear of him?" "Don't spill anything to him." "Don't tell him what you're planning on doing when you get out." "Don't even tell him when you're getting out." "I don't tell him a thing." "He's the talker in our cell, I'm the listener." "Yeah, he's a talker all right." "He's been known to do a lot of talking to the warden." "Oh no, you've got Bunkie all wrong, he's no stoolie, that's one thing Bunkie isn't, he's no stoolie." "You just button up whenever you're around him." "You better get moving." "Good luck, Brad, don't worry about me." "I'll do exactly as you told me." "(dark, pensive orchestral music)" "Your anemia has improved a bit but not enough." "It won't affect the baby, will it, Doctor?" "Oh no, just stay off your feet for a few days and everything will be all right." "(door opening)" "Honey." "Please don't say anything to Pete." "Hello, Doctor." "Hi ya, honey." "Is the city safe with you off duty like this?" "Nah, the mayor takes all the important streets and puts them in a vault and I check in again." "I'll drop by and see you tomorrow." "(door opening, closing)" "Honey, I'll see the doctor to the door." "How's she doing?" "Childbearing is a wonderful function of woman but it can be perilous too." "What are you trying to tell me, Doctor?" "Well, it may be a breech birth." "Breech birth?" "You're taking Greek to me, Doc." "That simply means that the baby is lying in an awkward position." "I thought all she had was a slight case of anemia." "Well, anemia is nothing to worry about, the yeast can take care of that." "She's going to be all right, Doctor." "I'm sure she will." "You just leave everything to me and nature." "Goodbye." "Bye, Doc." "(plaintive, lingering orchestral refrain)" "Well honey, what's it's going to be tonight, Caesar salad?" "Veal scallopini, perhaps a little shish kabob?" "Topped off with some cherries jubilee?" "Or if you like, the regular eggs benedict." "Don't worry, darling, I'm going to be all right" "(crowd chattering)" "You just made the chow line, what happened?" "Bur-ba's here." "Oh, he's back in." "Of course not, he came to visit me." "Too bad." "(whistle blowing)" "We're all set, Bunkie, why don't you forget those filthy chickens, I can get you in." "Brad'll be waiting for me in Frisco." "This is the last prison that'll see me." "(crowd roaring)" "What's going on here?" "I don't know, looks like a riot." "(whistle blowing, cups rattling)" "Well, things were really jumping at the prison." "(chuckles) Boys will be boys." "Tell me, did the demonstration really swell into a riot?" "No, they got things pretty much under control as soon as enough guards arrived." "But nothing happened to upset the timetable that Brad Bellows had established." "Mm-hmm, that's right, this gun was waiting for Jim Miggs the day he go out of jail." "(dramatic rhythmic orchestral music)" "(knocking)" "Yeah, who is it?" "It's me, Jim." "Hello, Brad." "Hi ya, Jim." "Not much of a place." "You can hole up in the Waldorf soon as I pull off the job." "Look, you can put that stuff down," "I'm not going to heist it." "Want some?" "No." "It's been two years since I had a mouth full of candy." "You're making up for it in one day, huh?" "I like candy, when are we doing the action." "Soon as we meet the others." "Others?" "Yeah." "My wife and a guy I used to be in business with." "You never told me you had a wife." "I never told anybody, we got married three days before I was sent up." "Where do we meet them?" "They'll call us soon as they get a car." "You got anything to do in Frisco before we leave?" "No, I hope we got a better place than this in L.A." "We have, Ginny, my wife, knows a mark down there who's got a motel." "We can hole up there until its time." "(phone ringing)" "Hello, yeah?" "Geary and Market?" "Okay, we're on our way." "They got a car, a crasher, let's go." "(door closing)" "(urgent orchestral music)" "(wire crackling)" "I want that to go out to all divisions." "Yes, Lieutnant." "Attention all divisions, be on the lookout for three men and one woman in stolen car." "California license plate..." "Suspect number one is described as male caucasian, six feet, two inches tall, weighing approximately 195 pounds." "Suspect number two, male caucasian." "[Bolanger] Well, it was nice." "You had to go and make sergeant." "It was the only way I could save my kidneys." "Joe's not a bad kid." "Tomorrow you'll be the top dog in Car 22." "Yeah, well don't be surprised if I come whimpering around asking for some advice." "Say hello to the little lady." "I'll do it." "(warm, cheerful orchestral music)" "Hi honey, where are you?" "In the kitchen." "Now honey, I told you I didn't want you fixing big dinners, that's too much exertion for you." "Sure, tearing a head of lettuce apart is murder." "You let me do that, go on inside." "Don't be silly, I feel plenty strong and I got loads of time." "Yeah, like about any minute, get out of here." "Get into the living room and sit down." "There that's better." "All right, mother hen, now get back in the kitchen and see that my roast doesn't burn." "(doorbell ringing)" "Oh no, a woman's work is never done." "Well hello Ned, come in, honey look who's here." "Well, hello." "No cracks." "Hello Doris, how are you feeling?" "Oh, fine." "How have you been, stranger, I haven't seen you in ages." "Oh, all right, I've been pretty busy on a case." "Matter of fact I was working on a lead in this neighborhood, and that's why I decided to drop in and see you." "Oh, you'll stay for dinner, won't you?" "No, I'm afraid I can't tonight..." "Well you'll stay for a beer, you can talk to Doris while I..." "Don't let him to that to you, Ned." "You have the beer but go talk to Pete." "(chuckles) Well..." "Come on, come on in, look over my shoulder while I slave away." "Okay, Ned, one beer coming up." "Here you go, help yourself." "Oh thanks, I could use it." "You, ah, whipping up this dinner yourself?" "Certainly am, want to stay?" "Are you kidding?" "Don't know what you're missing." "You're, a, still riding that patrol car aren't you?" "Yeah, I don't know when those guys down at juvenile are gonna get off that dime." "Well, I hear they're gonna expand that division, you may not have to wait more than a couple of months." "Yeah, I hope not." "Pete?" "In a moment, honey." "[Doris] Pete!" "Are you all right, honey?" "Of course she's all right." "Pete, call the doctor." "The doctor, the doctor." "What's his number, what's his number." "trinity 3-1816." "Say Pete, take it easy, this is nothing." "Oh yeah, that's fine, sure, it's nothing to you, you've had four of them..." "Dr. Janssen, this is Pete Grayson, I think she's ready." "Where is you bag?" "In the bedroom." "All right, Doctor, I'll get her to the hospital right away." "Where's your bag, where's your bag." "Here's the bag." "Oh, she'll need a coat." "I got a coat." "Oh." "Listen, Ned, take care of her please," "I've got to go to the garage and get the car." "Nevermind that, we'll use my car." "The roast is still in the oven." "I'll take care of it." "Turn off all the burners, too." "Look, please, get in the car," "I'll take care of everything." "That's all I need for us to have the house to burn down." "Relax honey, there's nothing to worry about." "Take it easy on those ruts, Ned." "I'm relaxed now." "Ned, I always wanted to be in a racing police car with the sirens screaming." "Sirens, now a wait a minute honey," "I don't want anything to disturb you." "Oh nonsense, it'll quiet her nerves now." "(sirens screaming)" "We're almost at the hospital, honey." "It'll only be a few minutes." "[Voiceover] Calling car three, calling car three." "Lieutenant Daggert, get in touch with your station." "Gee, I'm sorry we're messing you up, Ned." "That's all right, not far from the hospital." "(traffic roaring)" "Please put it down, Ned." "My pleasure, Doris." "Thank you, Ned, this way, honey." "Good luck, both of you." "(coins dropping)" "(dial clacking)" "This is Lieutenant Daggert." "Oh, Lieutenant, there's been a report on that car." "It's been spotted at the Radio City Motel on Sunset and..." "Yeah, I know where it is, thanks." "Johnson's back there, my partner, the car's gone." "Oh?" "The cop on the beat spotted the car as it pulled out but he didn't get a chance to follow it." "All four suspects in the car?" "Only two, the woman and one of the men." "Hmm, we might be lucky yet." "Stay here and keep your eyes open." "You're the owner?" "Lieutenant Daggert." "Four people staying here, three men and a girl driving a '53 Chrysler convertible." "Yeah, that's right, but they're not in now." "Uh-huh, they all gone?" "I don't know for sure, I think so, I saw their car leave." "What's their cabin number?" "Eight." "May I have the key to eight?" "Sure." "Oh and say, take it easy on my property, will ya?" "Yeah." "(eerie, piercing music building)" "[Voiceover] What happened?" "Can you hear me, Monty?" "This is Monty." "(clicking)" "You better come downtown with me." "I told you, I did't know the car was stolen." "And I suppose you didn't know Ginny and her pals picked up Brad Bellows outside the prison gates?" "Sure I did, he's her cousin." "Cousin." "Yeah, he's her cousin, so he spent a little time in jail." "She brought him down here so I could help him get a job in L.A." "You mean, do a job" "I mean, get a job." "Look Monty, you been in twice already." "Armed robbery and assault..." "I haven't bet once since I came out, I swear." "Well, this time, they'll throw the book at ya, Monty," "I promise ya." "You got Ginny all wrong." "How come she came to you, you been divorced three years." "We were gonna patch things up." "Whose idea was that?" "What's that gotta do with it?" "Her idea." "So you put them up at your motel, huh?" "Yeah." "Didn' it strike you as peculiar that she showed up with three cousins instead of one?" "Nah, why should it?" "Didn't it strike you as peculiar that the back of the car was loaded with burglary tools?" "I didn't see no burglary tools." "Didn't it strike you as peculiar the trunk of the car was practically an ammunition dump?" "I didn't open the trunk, I'm a motel owner not a snooper." "Of course, it didn't strike you as peculiar." "You know why, Monty, because you're in on it." "I tell ya, ya got it all wrong, I want to see a lawyer." "Then I want to know where your ex-wife of yours is." "Then I want to know where that job is they're going to pull, and I want to know right now." "I told you, you're on the wrong track." "Ginny's not mixed up in any hold-up, she just came down here to patch things up with me." "Yeah." "You know Monty when you're sitting in that cell, and they pull that job that you'll be an accessory." "I tell ya, you're on the wrong track." "I forgot, she's crazy about you." "Just came down here to patch things up." "I want to see a lawyer." "[Ned] You'll see your lawyer in the morning." "(dial clacking)" "(ringing)" "Hello." "[Ned] Hello Pete, it's Ned." "Oh, Ned, what is it?" "What's what?" "(chuckles) Is it a boy or a girl?" "(laughing) It's false alarm, Ned, they're keeping her at the hospital for a few days though just for observation." "Oh, she's all right, isn't she?" "Yeah, she's fine." "Ned, you're lucky you didn't stay for dinner, the roast was lousy." "You Grayson?" "I'm Grayson." "I'm Mike." "Joe Mike." "Hello, Joe." "Right on time." "Well, I guess we better move it." "I bet you like to drive." "How'd you know?" "I just figured." "(doors slam, engine starts)" "(footsteps approaching)" "Thought you said I could see my lawyer." "Morning isn't over yet, Monty." "Okay, okay, see you in the zoo." "Come back at 12 o'clock when they feed the animals." "Even a chimpanzee wouldn't fall for the sucker bait you fell for." "Bulletin from San Francisco Chief of Police to the CP Los Angeles dated September 15th." ""Girl and three men in stolen '53 Chrysler convertible,"" ""destination Los Angeles."" "The girl was Ginny Nicholas, the three men, her cousins." "I told you I didn't know the car was stolen." ""The evening of September 15th, that stolen car was traced"" ""to the Seaside Motel in Monterey."" "Ginny and her cousin, the one named Brad Bellows, registered as Mr. and Mrs. Brad Bellows." "You're a liar." "Yeah, I am, but photostatic copies of hotel registers aren't." "Again, September 16th." ""Santa Barbara, the Ocean View Motel,."" ""Mr. and Mrs. Brad Bellows."" "Care to try for two?" "You got a dirty mind, Daggert." "Yeah, take a look at this one, dated April 15th, 1952, three days before Brad Bellows entered San Quentin." "It's a marriage license issued at the City Hall of San Francisco." "The names on it Ginny Nicholas and Brad Bellows." "So you're the one with the dirty mind, Monty, they were married all the time." "She made a sucker out of you, Monty." "They used your motel as a base of operations, used you to case the job, wanted you to help finance the deal, wanted you help with the operation." "Now, they're out there somewhere pulling that job right now and you're here holding the bag." "She got you into this Monty, she got you into it by promising to come back to you and all the time she was already married." "I'll kill her." "She made a slob outta ya, Monty, where is she?" "I don't know." "Come on, Monty, this is your chance to pay her off." "Where is she?" "I don't know, I'd tell if I did, I swear I would." "I don't know where she is." "(hissing) (pounding)" "(suspenseful orchestral music)" "Lookin' for a job." "Thanks." "(horn blowing)" "(revolvers firing)" "(gunshot ringing)" "There's a phone booth in the next block up here, let's pull up there." "You're not going to make another call, are you?" "I'm worried about Doris." "What's there to worry about." "Look, if I want to worry, let me worry, will ya?" "Okay." "Three, four, five," "(heavy breathing, where's Pete?" "You tell me Pete was coming." "He'll be here before you're out of the anesthetic." "Keep counting, Mrs. Grayson." "Six, seven, eight, (heavy breathing)." "You got a dime, Joe?" "Relax, Pete, babies are born every day of the week, relax." "Yeah, yeah, I know." "[Voiceover] Code three, code three zero, girl and three men in green Chrysler convertible." "Believe headed north on Bronson, they are armed and dangerous." "(fast-paced determined fanfare)" "Lieutenant, Car 22 reports contact with suspect car." "Traveling south on Hollywood Freeway." "Alert all cars for roadblock construction." "Car 1829, road block at Figueroa and Sunset." "1L51, roadblock at Sixth and Alvarado." "(fast-paced chase music)" "(sirens sreaming)" "(gunshots firing)" "Car 1822, roadblock at Silver Lake and Beverly." "1823, Hoover and Melrose." "Got that?" "(sirens screaming)" "(car crashing)" "(gunshots firing)" "(sirens screaming)" "Broke through here, Car 22 is still in contact." "(urgent, whirling orchestral music)" "(sirens screaming)" "(dark, brooding orchestral strings)" "Get down there, Gil." "(sirens screaming)" "(tension building strings orchestral music)" "(gunshots firing)" "(train chugging)" "(dramatic orchestral strings keeping fast pace)" "(whirling, suspenseful orchestral music)" "(revolver clicking)" "(scuffling, thuds)" "(gunshots firing)" "(bell clanging)" "(thud)" "(tires squealing)" "(ringing)" "Daggert." "Hmm?" "They did, huh." "All right, thanks." "Snoble, get Monty in here." "(Sinister, urgent orchestral strings keeping pace)" "(auto horns blaring)" "Car 22, Grayson." "We've lost contact with suspect." "(swirling violins music)" "Sit down." "Glad to know you got your wish, Monty." "They killed Ginny." "Who?" "Her cousins." "They threw her over an enbankment." "We'll let you identify her later." "Right now, she isn't a very pretty sight." "It was a long fall." "Now, where are they heading Monty?" "There's a boat at Creeks Landing." "They're trying for Mexico." "Take him out." "Car 22 is closest." "Call 22 and have them go to Creeks Landing and re-establish contact if possible, and alert the Harbor division." "Okay." "Calling Car 22, calling Car 22." "(suspenseful orchestral horns and drums music)" "(brooding orchestral pace)" "Brad." "[Voiceover] Car 22, proceed to 123rd at the Resort Broad intersection." "A helicopter's been alerted to assist you." "(dramatic orchestral music)" "(brakes squealing)" "(helicopter whirring)" "(motor starting)" "(motor roaring)" "(helicopter whirring)" "(motor roaring)" "(helicopter whirring)" "(motor roaring)" "(helicopter whirring)" "[Brad] Head for the pier." "(gunshot ricocheting)" "(gunshots firing)" "[Jim] Brad, Brad!" "(gunshots)" "(orchestral strings building)" "(thud)" "(gunshots firing)" "This is Grayson, Car 22." "You better send an ambulance." "[Voiceover] We've got one on the way." "[Ned] Pete, this is Ned, get to the hospital immediately." "(babies crying)" "Ah, that's fine." "Give my best to Doris." "Yeah, sure." "Hello." "Hello." "(gentle orchestral serenade)" "Did you see her?" "She looks just like you, was it bad?" "No, I was, where were you?" "Why weren't you here?" "I couldn't help it, honey." "I was so scared." "I know." "I didn't mean to be a coward but..." "You're never going to go through pain again." "They say after the first one, the rest are easy." "Do you mean that you'd want to go through this again?" "The only thing that would keep me from having another is your cooking." "In that case, honey, I'm going right out and hire a cook." "(sighing)" "Well, your friend Grayson really had a close call, didn't he?" "Time to pack." "Hey, wait a minute, you're not leaving now." "Got to, got a date." "What about the rattle, where does that fit into it?" "That?" "Well, I'll tell you." "I'm taking it to my date." "She was born yesterday." "(swelling orchestral fanfare)"