T.J. Hooker (1982) s04e14 Episode Script
Outcall
("TJ Hooker" theme song) (mysterious music) (loud explosions) - I tell you, Hooker.
Every time we get Chinatown duty, the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.
There's a lot of misguided hostility out there.
- Chinatown's never been tougher to work, that's for sure, junior.
- Doesn't make it easier that the people don't trust the police enough to talk to us.
- And when they do, it's one of 10 different languages.
It's become a melting pot down here, for all the southeastern Asian cultures.
Thai, Laotian, Vietnamese.
- And a hotbed of crime.
Nights like tonight, if the gangs don't get you, you're liable to catch a bullet in the middle of a dope or prostitution walk.
- I don't know, times change.
Neighborhoods, faces.
Time was, I knew almost everyone down here by their first name.
- Yeah? Word I heard is, you know all the ladies down here.
- Good and the bad.
- What about the ones in between? - Those, too.
- Yeah, well, I hope some of them still remember your name, because I still got the feeling that all hell is gonna break loose tonight.
(moody music) - We're almost there, Mai.
- [Man.]
Get out now, Mai.
- Come on.
Get out now, nothing to worry about.
That's a girl.
(doorbell buzzes) (loud bang) (tires screeching) - [Radio.]
Four Adam 30, possible 187 reported, Two male suspects in late model gray van.
Last seen moving south on 6th.
Handle, code three.
- Four Adam 30, that's a roger.
(sirens blaring) (exciting music) - Late model gray van! - Going south on 6th.
(tires screeching) (sirens blaring) - Did you see how he got through that intersection? - Whoever's driving knows what he's doing.
(car scraping) (car scraping) - They're getting close! (sirens blaring) (tires screeching) (loud crash) - They out-drove me, but he does it one time.
One time only.
She was one of the boat people.
An Amer-Asian.
(telephone ringing) Her mother was Vietnamese, her father was an American GI.
She came to this country six weeks ago.
- That's all very interesting.
- Yeah, especially in the way she was killed.
Looked just like the street slayings that you would see in Vietnam.
- Hands tied behind her back, one shot to the heart.
Nothing taken from the body.
Money, rings, everything left behind.
- Classic Oriental warning.
- Intelligence briefed us that there are several Viet gangs operating in the area, Lieutenant.
- Thanks for all your hard work tonight, gentlemen, but we rolled on those intelligence reports before, and it usually turns out to be two 60-year-old Vietnamese grandfathers banging away at one another with pop guns over a barbecued chicken and a-- - Yeah, but they were popping each other with .
357 Magnum, not pop guns! And why couldn't the Vietnamese gangs be moving on the massage parlor operations in the downtown area? - And the people involved, especially if they're from Southeast Asia, are always reluctant to go to the police.
- Right, sure.
Sign the report, Hooker, huh? When we wrap this one up, it'll turn out to be her boyfriend or her ex-boyfriend or some john that felt that her massage wasn't worth all his money.
She was an off-the-street prostitute, Hooker.
It was a crime of passion.
That was poor Mai's business, remember? Passion.
(telephone ringing) - What are you doing? - Calling a friend in Administrative Vice.
- You mean prostitution's a street crime? - And Vice might like some street cops looking into it.
I didn't know you were acquainted with the Southeast Asiatic mentality.
- I found a fresh source of information just recently.
- And you should see this source of information.
- I'd like to.
Hello, Fred? I'm sorry to wake you, it's Hooker.
Somebody gunned down a 19-year-old Vietnamese outcall girl tonight.
I'd like to find out why.
(knocking on door) (upbeat music) Sorry, ladies, I knocked, but nobody-- What's the matter? - Noooo! (loud smacks) - What can we do for you? - Who's in charge here? - Me.
- What happened? - Nothing.
- It doesn't look like nothing to me.
- I'm alright, just leave me alone.
- You see, sergeant, she just wants to be left alone.
(pained scream) - Alright, buddy, you get out of here, and you stay out of here! Look, she won't tell me.
But if any one of you girls want to keep this from happening again-- - No! He'll come back.
- Not now, he won't.
- You're Barbara Canton.
- That's right.
His name is Blood Henderson.
He's not brave enough to be a pimp.
He used to work here as the outcall driver.
Excuse me.
(stifled crying) Why don't you go home, huh? You call me later? - Will you be here? - I'll be here.
What can I do for you, sergeant? - You called the homicide detectives last night and you left before they got here.
- I was scared.
After I saw Mai on the ground, I - What else did you see? Who else did you see? - Why do you want to make it tough for me? You know, it was hard enough just to come back here.
- The Board of Legalization shows you to be a 60% owner in this place and sole holder of the building lease.
It's not a great deal to give up if somebody's trying to force you out? - I came back, didn't I? - But you won't stay.
- You know, I don't get it, Hooker.
Half the time you cops come around, you try to put my girls in jail, close me up, put me-- - I don't have time to go to greater crimes or lesser crimes.
Going to jail for outcall prostitution's one thing.
Mai's murder is another.
- Well, at least we agree on that.
Hooker, the afternoon customers are due, and Well, the uniform makes them a little nervous, you know? So does the black-and-white out in front.
- Welcome back, Barbara.
- Thanks.
(dramatic music) (athletic grunting) - Jim! What a nice surprise! - Hi.
This is Stacy Sheridan, Nikki Kwan.
- Jim's partner.
- Hello.
- Nikki, we're working on a case that may have a Vietnam connection.
- Oh, let's talk over there.
This is off the record, right? My name won't be used? - You sound worried.
- Cautious.
I have a small import-export company.
- I can understand why you don't want to make your Asian contacts unhappy, but we need to try to scrape together whatever we can.
- Right.
So what's your case? - An outcall prostitute was murdered last night at a dive called Pacific Massage.
- The girl was Vietnamese.
She was born in Saigon and came by way of Hong Kong, and an INS Green Card, giving her residence status.
- I had one of those when I came here.
How can I help? - We're convinced there's an organized vice connection to the killing.
- Name's Tran Tam.
And you didn't get it from me, okay? I already got enough problems with him and the Hanoi connection.
- What kind of problems? Why didn't you tell me? - All I have to do so far is to carry one of his people on my payroll.
- You're paying to stay in business? Get police to take care of-- - Jim, if you had grown up on the streets of Saigon the way I did, you wouldn't always see the police as solutions.
Sometimes they're part of the problem.
- In this country, the cops are on your side.
Especially this cop.
I thought you knew that.
- I do know.
It's just not that easy to change.
- Okay.
I'll see you at seven? - I hope so.
Stay safe.
- Take care.
You always that tough on ladies who really like you? - Only when I really like them.
(melancholy music) - You told me she would not come back.
- Well, I thought sure as hell when one of your boys took out one of her girls the way they did that she'd catch a plane.
Maybe she's started to And it started all I know.
Hard to tell about that kind of woman.
- You worked for her.
You're supposed to know how she'll react.
You took my money, and told me you'd take over the girls.
- Please.
Don't let me interrupt.
- We're almost finished.
Let's try one last time with menacing.
- How do you want it handled? - Do whatever's necessary.
But don't get carried away and kill her.
You can go.
But you stay in close touch.
- Sure, Mr.
Tam.
Soon as I hear anything, I'll let you know.
- You're giving this massage parlor madam a great deal of attention.
- Now she's known to the others.
If she cracks, then we'll each fall in line.
- You're spending a lot of money to build an empire here.
You're using street gangsters and drug addicts who are more trouble than they're worth.
- Tell me, Nguyen.
I'm spending a lot of money, as you put it.
Have I ever missed a payment to Hanoi? - Not so far.
But the lives and happiness of your family depend on you using both power and common sense.
- This is a long way from Hanoi.
- Not true.
Hanoi's right here in this room with you.
(sinister music) - Barbara Canton wouldn't talk to you this morning.
What makes you think she'll cooperate now? - Stacy and Corrigan came up with a name, Tran Tam.
A heavyweight in Vietnamese crime circles.
- You wanna try it on Barbara? - Maybe if she knows that we're working the case.
And if she cooperates, there'll be arrests and prosecution.
Maybe we can make a breakthrough.
(midtempo saxophone music) Barbara? (pained groaning) - They broke my arm.
And then (foreboding music) That's a lot better, thanks.
- Barbara.
The night Mai was killed, we chased and lost a van with two men in it.
Did you see those two men outside the parlor? And today, they came to your apartment, didn't they? (heavy sigh) - Yeah.
They're trying to pressure me into selling out.
- To Tran Tam? - Uh-huh.
They said it would only take a few minutes at the attorney's office, and then I'd be out and alive.
- Why didn't you give in? - Who the hell knows? - Barbara.
I want to put two undercover officers inside the massage parlor.
- You gotta be kidding? - No, I'm not.
- They'd shut me down like that! - When this case is wrapped, we may be doing our best to put you out of business, but for now, nothing we get will be used against you.
We'll be going after Tran Tam, and the men who work for him.
- You know, it must have been the fall down the stairs.
A deal between a madam and a cop named Hooker? (laughing) That's got to be made in heaven.
(laughing) - Or hell.
- Lady's still not cooperating? - No, she came around.
I've been working out the details.
Cleared them with O'Brien.
Romano, you'll be the new outcall driver.
And Stacy? Have I got a job for you.
- Right there.
(telephone ringing) That should do it.
- Check that.
- That's what you're wearing? - It's the Pacific Massage look.
- Hey, Hooker, where is she supposed to wear her wire? - In my trick bag.
An outcall girl never parts with her trick bag.
And don't get any ideas about helping me on with it.
It's fine just where it is.
- You'll only go out on calls that Barbara sends you.
She'll only send you out on fake calls.
Jim and I will be monitoring everything that goes on.
And we'll be parked right across the street.
- Suppose a customer walks in off the street, and wants it all? - Barbara will brief you and the other girls that due to increased police interest, the girls will only take customers they already know.
- Sounds like an outstanding opportunity in police work.
- I'll see you out there.
It's funny how the term 316 keeps popping up in this investigation.
- 316? - Yeah, there was a reference to it in Tran Tam's INS file.
When he applied for residence status, an informant told the INS agent that Tran Tam was important in the 316, and the agent interpreted that to mean a counter-insurgency group.
But the agent's notes are incomplete, and the informant was hinky.
So when the agent decided to re-interview his snitch, somebody had already fished his body out of the harbor.
(sinister music) (snake hissing) (box creaking) - Poisonous reptile in transit.
The guard dogs at the airport are trained to sniff out heroin, but they are confused by the noxious smell of the cobra.
- First, it is this shabby business with a woman and her prostitutes.
Then you add the sale of narcotics.
You're not sending your-- - Your forget yourself.
I was not sent here at all.
(telephone ringing) The woman is not important.
When she's out of her business, I'll move on to the others.
Yes? - She has already found somebody to take Mai's place, and that of Blood, too, Mr.
Tam.
- Today, finish it off today.
- Do you really think you can turn this country into another South Vietnam? - Why not? They tried to turn Vietnam into something like this country.
I'm just sorry I can't be there when they finally kill this brave prostitute.
(exciting music) - Alright, let's get this over.
RK Blood Henderson.
Last arrested, 1978.
First conviction, possession on sale of cocaine.
- How's he fit into this? - Well, he came in to take over after Mai was killed.
I ran him out.
Barbara says he's worked here before.
- [Jim.]
You think he's tied to Tran Tam? - [TJ.]
Maybe.
He's an ex-con.
But he spent several years in Vietnam.
- I gotta tell you, Hooker.
I hate Stacy being in that sewer.
- Ladies, we got two new people starting work, Stacy and Vince.
Now, Stacy is just going to do outcalls, so she can sort of get her feet on the ground.
- I thought the whole point was to get our feet off the ground.
- Carla.
Carla, do us all a favor and be nice to the new girl for once, okay? Now, this is Vince.
(women fawning approvingly) - Thank you, ladies.
The feeling is mutual.
- Now, Vince is our new driver.
Any girl making an outcall rides with him, even if a customer has to wait.
No girl goes out alone.
Clear? - [Lila.]
If you have anything you want to walk with later, it's a good idea to put it in here.
We lock it, and you can trust most of the girls.
- Thanks.
- Where did you work before? - San Diego.
- Yeah, so did I.
I had a shot at a Navy commander once.
- A shot? - He was thinking of marrying me.
Imagine, a commander? - Lila? Steve Mato in the Beverly Garden Hotel? - Oh, yeah, the Tokyo Tiger.
I should introduce you to him some time.
He sees blonde hair and blue eyes, and he never wants to go home.
(telephone ringing) - [Barbara.]
This is Barbara.
Oh, Mr.
Everett, how nice to hear your voice.
Yes, Carla is on her way.
Thank you.
- I get him again? What about the new girl? - I'm assigning the calls, Carla.
Tell Vince it's the Star Motel.
- I guess you're really hot stuff.
I guess Barbara's saving you for-- - Why don't you get off my case? You started the minute I walked in.
- [Carla.]
Why don't take trips like the rest of us and keep your mouth shut, huh? - You know how Mr.
Everett hates to be kept waiting.
- Stacy, don't mind her.
We're all a little wired after what happened the other night.
- What happened the other night? - The girl that worked here, Mai, was killed.
I'm surprised you didn't know.
- You mean I'm taking her place.
- Stacy, you just got to town.
You need a few bucks.
You got a job.
Be grateful.
One thing you gotta remember in this line of work.
The other night never happened.
It's tonight you gotta worry about.
- This girl of yours, she was born in Saigon? - Yeah.
She's half-Chinese, half-French.
- She's in business for herself, then? - You bet.
Came over here with just the clothes on her back.
Went to night school, studied design.
Now it's Kwan Imports.
- [TJ.]
She's certainly made a hell of an impression on you.
- [Barbara.]
I've got to go to the doctor, and I know I can get there all by myself.
- [Vince.]
I'm driving! - [Barbara.]
Boy, are you pushy! Anybody ever tell you that? - Yes, many times.
- Oh, oh, ouch! I know I can really get there by myself.
- Get in.
- Oh, boy.
(tires screeching) - Barbara, get down! (loud bangs) (loud bangs) (loud bangs) - Hooker, sedan headed your way.
They shot Barbara! (exciting music) (sirens blaring) - Are you okay? - Hell, no.
(sirens blaring) (horn honking) (tires screeching) - Can't you get us out of this? (sirens blaring) - Come on, hot shot, give me another driving lesson.
(horn honking) - Look out! (loud crash) (tires screeching) - [TJ.]
We gotta get them out of there before it blows! Give me your hand! Come on, get out of there! - Come on! (loud explosion) (loud explosion) (loud explosion) (dramatic music) (telephone ringing) - Real name, Khai Du.
Born in Saigon, came to this country in 1975.
Worked as a driver for a limousine service.
INS had the same bit of incomplete info that they had on Tran Tam that Khai Du was suspected of being a member of the 316.
Ton Li.
We couldn't get anything from either one of these guys.
They're more afraid of their own countrymen than they are of American policemen.
- How did Khai Du make a living back in 'Nam? - He was a professional race driver.
Hooker taught him a little about money driving.
- He works for Tran Tam here? - Right.
- How do we prove that? We can't send Stacy back in there without Barbara to cover for her.
- Do I have anything to say about that? - No, just for openers, you don't.
With Barbara dead, there's nobody to make sure you're only going on phony outcalls.
And who knows if some degenerate might just walk in-- - Alright, hold it, hold it! Vince learned from Carla that Blood always had heroin.
Now with Barbara gone, he'll be back, so I can get him for sales of heroin.
- We could twist him and tie Tran Tam to both murders.
- Hooker, you're putting Stacy into one hell of a dangerous situation.
Is making this case that important? - Solving two homicides.
Preventing a repeat performance and putting a stop to this whole dirty business? Yes, I'd say it was important.
- Then how do we contact Stacy without Barbara on the switchboard? - Call in yourselves, and whoever answers, just ask to have me specifically sent on an outcall.
- That'll work.
Stacy, it's up to you.
- I never quit halfway through an assignment before.
I'm not about to start.
(sensual music) - [Nikki.]
Your apartment is always so well-kept.
Almost pristine.
- Yeah, I'm a neat guy.
You know, I don't exactly like doing what I've have to do.
- What? Asking me questions? Date a cop, goes with the territory, huh? - We need to know what Tran Tam is after.
Taking over a massage parlor.
Selling narcotics out of it is profitable, but limited.
And he's obviously willing to kill whoever gets in his way.
- The Communists in Vietnam, not the relatives of people in this country.
The ones here get words that the relatives there need money.
- Extortion.
- Tran Tam enforces the collections, and smuggles it all over to the other side.
But, of course, you must never judge the whole Vietnamese community for the actions of men like Tran Tam.
- What is this 316? - How do you know about the 316? - We have cases.
I have to know it all, Nikki.
- 316 was the number of a suite in the Saigon Public Administration building.
A group of highly-trained military officers and agents charged with counter-insurgency.
- Killing the Viet Cong and its sympathizers.
- Killing the Cong and those who helped them is not evil.
to recruit you, Jim.
Brave.
Intelligent.
A leader.
(coy laughter) - I wish Stacy could hear you say that.
Sometimes we're not always on the same wavelength.
- How is your pretty blonde partner? - She's okay.
She's on special assignment.
She's okay.
(exciting music) - New face.
Let's check the license plates.
- It looks like Stacy was right.
Blood's come back to glory.
- I don't get it, honey.
You name a price, and I'll come up with it, because I didn't come all the way out here to California to argue with you over prices! - I'm trying to explain to you, sir, I'm waiting for a regular customer to call.
- Hey, wait a minute! We have any rules around here about holding anyone? It's a good thing I come back, isn't it? - And who do you think you are? - Are you new around here? - Mm-hmm.
- What's your name? - Stacy.
- [Blood.]
Stacy? Well, what seems to be the problem here, darling? - This gentleman is anxious for some reason.
- For some kind of love, eh? And what could be better than Oriental love? Get up, get up.
Now, Senator, you take my word from an old soldier.
It just don't get no better than that.
Go, boy.
(gleeful laughter) I don't guess you're glad to see me at all, are you, Carla? What are you, the new driver? - Name's Vince.
You must be Blood.
- You heard of me, then, huh? So you know I'm strictly business.
What's it gonna be, Carla? - To cop you out.
So did Barbara.
- Cops? Well, I don't see any cops around here.
Let me tell you something else.
Now poor little Barbara is long gone.
- Somebody's gonna take her place.
- This is true.
You see, nature abhors a vacuum.
And certain friends of mine are taking legal steps to acquire this property and the licenses thereof.
Did you get that, Vince? - No question about it.
You got a way with words, Blood.
- Okay, okay.
Just Stay away from me.
- Oh, darling, you think I'm gonna fall on my sword for one old rose when there's a fresh dozen out here on the bouquet? Stacy, right? Stacy.
Well, let me tell you something, see, I'm a cracker.
Now this cracker is hard to kill.
And we're hard to love.
- That tears it, we gotta pull her outta there! - You're right.
What'd you get on the license plate? - Nguyen Chi, 957 Hyacinth Lane, Garden Park.
- A big concentration of Vietnamese in that area.
Let's find out what he does for a living.
- And Stacy? - You go back to the mom-and-pop store.
Give us a couple of hours so Blood doesn't get suspicious.
And then put in a call for her.
- Okay.
(brakes squeaking) - We're in solid.
Vince is already talking a dope deal for tonight.
- With Blood? - Says he has access to as much heroin as I can move, and this parlor is just the beginning.
- The brass must have gotten wind of it.
They're hot on him.
- I tell you, the brass will be in there when Blood drags Stacy back to one of those massage rooms.
- And you think I'd let that happen? - How are you gonna stop it, Vince? You're playing his new partner.
I mean, what are you gonna-- - Alright, alright, alright, you guys! We can wrap the prostitution and narcotics with the brass, but it doesn't work for me unless we get the people who ordered the murders of Mai and Barbara.
- I think that's what the job has always been, hasn't it? - Stacy.
Don't forget your trick money.
And have Romano drive you around for an hour so it'd make it look like you earned it.
- 200 is just the going rate.
Don't I get a tip? (engine starts) - Yeah, well, they're due here any minute.
Why'd you call her out to you? I'm gonna find out one way to get her.
(funky music) - Been waiting for you guys.
I got a live one at the Grandview Motel! - Business must be picking up.
See you later, Vin.
(car engine starts) (muffled groan) (loud static) - You think that's trouble? - I don't know.
Sounded like static, then nothing.
(loud upbeat music) They must have the music up full blast.
I can't hear a damn thing.
(sinister music) - [TJ.]
I don't like it.
Nothing but music for 1o minutes.
Okay, that's it, let's go.
(cars honking) (upbeat music) - Hey, what is this? - Where's Stacy? - The new girl? I don't know, maybe she left? - Look, here.
You've worked both sides of the street longer than you can remember.
Well, I need the truth now.
Now! - Okay.
Blood took her out of here about 10 minutes ago.
- [Jim.]
Hooker! (loud upbeat music) Looks like Blood didn't buy her cover after all.
- Carla go on outcall? Vince drove her.
Did you take the call? - No, Blood took the call.
It was a man who asked for him.
And he sent Carla off with Vince, and he took off with Stacy.
She's a cop, huh? - Yes, she is.
I need some more information.
(sinister music) - What was the point in bringing here? - My friend Nguyen said that we were supposed to finish this thing up here tonight.
- Do you know how dangerous it is to kill a policewoman in this country? - You know how dangerous it is to leave this one alive? (tires screeching) - Checked everything you asked me to.
Nguyen Chi is an attorney, but he's been here since the '50s.
- All during the Vietnam War.
- Correct.
- Find out who he represents? - Well, this is a partial, but the computer kicked it out on court records and immigration hearing files.
- You gonna be able to help us, Lieutenant? - I think he already has.
- What do you mean? - Blood was waiting for Stacy to come back from meeting us.
- Well, sure, she only took one call all the time she was here.
Romano tried to hit him up for her when he probably got suspicious.
- What are you sayin', we blew our assignment? - I just think you both went too fast, and Stacy may be paying the price.
- I think Blood got a call telling him that there was an undercover officer fitting Stacy's description working that parlor.
- Who could make that call? - Nguyen Chi, respected lawyer for the last 30 years.
- We just got his name a couple of hours ago.
How could he know Stacy exists? - Jim.
Your friend Nikki Kwan told you and Stacy that she needed to put somebody from Tran Tam's operation on her payroll.
Kwan Imports has only 12 employees, but her legal representation since she's been in this country has been Nguyen Chi.
- But she's helped us from the start.
She gave me all the information I passed on to you! - She told us what we would have found out eventually from somebody else from the government.
She told you about Tran Tam.
About Hanoi.
And about 316.
Come on.
(dramatic music) (loud bang) (sinister music) - Get him.
- I wish that was not necessary.
He has been with me since Saigon.
- Believe me, I'm sorry, but I've been ordered to clean up the mess here as quickly as I can.
- You think he would have cracked if the police had gotten to him? - Then they would use him to get you.
- What about the policewoman? - I will handle that.
You're going home.
- I know.
(kiai shouts) - Nikki! - I wasn't expecting to see you tonight, Jim.
- This is Sergeant Hooker.
- Sergeant? - You know, I didn't think anything of it when you asked me about my partner last night.
I even told you Stacy was on special assignment.
- I don't know what you're talking about.
- I think you do.
Nguyen Chi is your lawyer.
And he works a little magic with the immigration to get you citizenship ahead of the other Vietnamese.
- I don't know that I want to listen to this.
- But you will anyway.
From what I'm learning, too fast, 'cause it's not all quite clear, Nguyen Chi was in this country for three decades saying he was for Saigon, all the time he was working for Hanoi.
- Was it his idea to bring the 316 apparatus over here almost intact? - Jim, I told you about the 316-- - Sure.
There was something in your voice when you told me about that small group of trained killers who fought for our side then.
- Sometimes we have to change sides many times just to stay alive.
- Nikki.
I know what you're talking about.
I was there.
I also remember the story of a beautiful daughter of a cabinet minister whose whole family was wiped out by the Cong.
- There were many such daughters.
- I only heard about one.
She was famous for luring Cong leaders into ambush so that they could be blown away.
That was easy, because she was beautiful.
And she was only 16 then.
- I was the youngest agent of the 316.
Too bad we didn't meet then, Jim.
- When you called Nguyen Chi to tell them that you thought Stacy was working undercover, where was he? - In his office, but he was on his way to Tran Tam's warehouse.
Jim.
They didn't quite kill all my family.
My mother is alive in Saigon.
Whatever I have done, it has kept her alive.
(dramatic music) - After you have taken Tram Tan to the plane, you'll get 20 gallons of gasoline and return to the warehouse.
I will be waiting.
You are very beautiful.
(dangerous music) (snake hissing) (engine starting) (tires screeching) - Get out! (snake hissing) - Get out of the car! Out of the car! Move, move, move! Where's Stacy? - Inside.
(snake hissing) (running footsteps) (loud bang) (loud bang) - I'm gonna find Stacy.
(loud bang) (loud bang) (loud bang) (dramatic music) (snake hissing) (snake hissing) (snake hissing) (loud bang) (gleeful laughter) - So what happens to you girls now? - We're going to Vegas.
- I hear Vegas is pretty tough on working girls.
- Hey, no, we're gonna go to beauty college.
We're gonna be cosmetologists.
- Vegas will never be the same.
(laughing) (horn honking) - This is gonna be fantastic! - I just love Vegas, it's so hot there! - If you ever get to Vegas, Vince, be sure and look me up.
- Count on it.
- Bye, sweetie.
- [All.]
Bye! (engine starting) - They'll be back in a couple weeks, and we'll be locking them up again.
- Oh, I don't know.
I spent a lot of time talking to Carla.
Maybe they will do a turnaround.
- Count on it.
- You try to call Nikki? - None of the numbers I have for her are any good now.
What the hell would I say if I ever found her? - Good-bye.
But she's already said that for you.
(melancholy music) ("TJ Hooker" theme song) (Columbia Pictures jingle)
Every time we get Chinatown duty, the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.
There's a lot of misguided hostility out there.
- Chinatown's never been tougher to work, that's for sure, junior.
- Doesn't make it easier that the people don't trust the police enough to talk to us.
- And when they do, it's one of 10 different languages.
It's become a melting pot down here, for all the southeastern Asian cultures.
Thai, Laotian, Vietnamese.
- And a hotbed of crime.
Nights like tonight, if the gangs don't get you, you're liable to catch a bullet in the middle of a dope or prostitution walk.
- I don't know, times change.
Neighborhoods, faces.
Time was, I knew almost everyone down here by their first name.
- Yeah? Word I heard is, you know all the ladies down here.
- Good and the bad.
- What about the ones in between? - Those, too.
- Yeah, well, I hope some of them still remember your name, because I still got the feeling that all hell is gonna break loose tonight.
(moody music) - We're almost there, Mai.
- [Man.]
Get out now, Mai.
- Come on.
Get out now, nothing to worry about.
That's a girl.
(doorbell buzzes) (loud bang) (tires screeching) - [Radio.]
Four Adam 30, possible 187 reported, Two male suspects in late model gray van.
Last seen moving south on 6th.
Handle, code three.
- Four Adam 30, that's a roger.
(sirens blaring) (exciting music) - Late model gray van! - Going south on 6th.
(tires screeching) (sirens blaring) - Did you see how he got through that intersection? - Whoever's driving knows what he's doing.
(car scraping) (car scraping) - They're getting close! (sirens blaring) (tires screeching) (loud crash) - They out-drove me, but he does it one time.
One time only.
She was one of the boat people.
An Amer-Asian.
(telephone ringing) Her mother was Vietnamese, her father was an American GI.
She came to this country six weeks ago.
- That's all very interesting.
- Yeah, especially in the way she was killed.
Looked just like the street slayings that you would see in Vietnam.
- Hands tied behind her back, one shot to the heart.
Nothing taken from the body.
Money, rings, everything left behind.
- Classic Oriental warning.
- Intelligence briefed us that there are several Viet gangs operating in the area, Lieutenant.
- Thanks for all your hard work tonight, gentlemen, but we rolled on those intelligence reports before, and it usually turns out to be two 60-year-old Vietnamese grandfathers banging away at one another with pop guns over a barbecued chicken and a-- - Yeah, but they were popping each other with .
357 Magnum, not pop guns! And why couldn't the Vietnamese gangs be moving on the massage parlor operations in the downtown area? - And the people involved, especially if they're from Southeast Asia, are always reluctant to go to the police.
- Right, sure.
Sign the report, Hooker, huh? When we wrap this one up, it'll turn out to be her boyfriend or her ex-boyfriend or some john that felt that her massage wasn't worth all his money.
She was an off-the-street prostitute, Hooker.
It was a crime of passion.
That was poor Mai's business, remember? Passion.
(telephone ringing) - What are you doing? - Calling a friend in Administrative Vice.
- You mean prostitution's a street crime? - And Vice might like some street cops looking into it.
I didn't know you were acquainted with the Southeast Asiatic mentality.
- I found a fresh source of information just recently.
- And you should see this source of information.
- I'd like to.
Hello, Fred? I'm sorry to wake you, it's Hooker.
Somebody gunned down a 19-year-old Vietnamese outcall girl tonight.
I'd like to find out why.
(knocking on door) (upbeat music) Sorry, ladies, I knocked, but nobody-- What's the matter? - Noooo! (loud smacks) - What can we do for you? - Who's in charge here? - Me.
- What happened? - Nothing.
- It doesn't look like nothing to me.
- I'm alright, just leave me alone.
- You see, sergeant, she just wants to be left alone.
(pained scream) - Alright, buddy, you get out of here, and you stay out of here! Look, she won't tell me.
But if any one of you girls want to keep this from happening again-- - No! He'll come back.
- Not now, he won't.
- You're Barbara Canton.
- That's right.
His name is Blood Henderson.
He's not brave enough to be a pimp.
He used to work here as the outcall driver.
Excuse me.
(stifled crying) Why don't you go home, huh? You call me later? - Will you be here? - I'll be here.
What can I do for you, sergeant? - You called the homicide detectives last night and you left before they got here.
- I was scared.
After I saw Mai on the ground, I - What else did you see? Who else did you see? - Why do you want to make it tough for me? You know, it was hard enough just to come back here.
- The Board of Legalization shows you to be a 60% owner in this place and sole holder of the building lease.
It's not a great deal to give up if somebody's trying to force you out? - I came back, didn't I? - But you won't stay.
- You know, I don't get it, Hooker.
Half the time you cops come around, you try to put my girls in jail, close me up, put me-- - I don't have time to go to greater crimes or lesser crimes.
Going to jail for outcall prostitution's one thing.
Mai's murder is another.
- Well, at least we agree on that.
Hooker, the afternoon customers are due, and Well, the uniform makes them a little nervous, you know? So does the black-and-white out in front.
- Welcome back, Barbara.
- Thanks.
(dramatic music) (athletic grunting) - Jim! What a nice surprise! - Hi.
This is Stacy Sheridan, Nikki Kwan.
- Jim's partner.
- Hello.
- Nikki, we're working on a case that may have a Vietnam connection.
- Oh, let's talk over there.
This is off the record, right? My name won't be used? - You sound worried.
- Cautious.
I have a small import-export company.
- I can understand why you don't want to make your Asian contacts unhappy, but we need to try to scrape together whatever we can.
- Right.
So what's your case? - An outcall prostitute was murdered last night at a dive called Pacific Massage.
- The girl was Vietnamese.
She was born in Saigon and came by way of Hong Kong, and an INS Green Card, giving her residence status.
- I had one of those when I came here.
How can I help? - We're convinced there's an organized vice connection to the killing.
- Name's Tran Tam.
And you didn't get it from me, okay? I already got enough problems with him and the Hanoi connection.
- What kind of problems? Why didn't you tell me? - All I have to do so far is to carry one of his people on my payroll.
- You're paying to stay in business? Get police to take care of-- - Jim, if you had grown up on the streets of Saigon the way I did, you wouldn't always see the police as solutions.
Sometimes they're part of the problem.
- In this country, the cops are on your side.
Especially this cop.
I thought you knew that.
- I do know.
It's just not that easy to change.
- Okay.
I'll see you at seven? - I hope so.
Stay safe.
- Take care.
You always that tough on ladies who really like you? - Only when I really like them.
(melancholy music) - You told me she would not come back.
- Well, I thought sure as hell when one of your boys took out one of her girls the way they did that she'd catch a plane.
Maybe she's started to And it started all I know.
Hard to tell about that kind of woman.
- You worked for her.
You're supposed to know how she'll react.
You took my money, and told me you'd take over the girls.
- Please.
Don't let me interrupt.
- We're almost finished.
Let's try one last time with menacing.
- How do you want it handled? - Do whatever's necessary.
But don't get carried away and kill her.
You can go.
But you stay in close touch.
- Sure, Mr.
Tam.
Soon as I hear anything, I'll let you know.
- You're giving this massage parlor madam a great deal of attention.
- Now she's known to the others.
If she cracks, then we'll each fall in line.
- You're spending a lot of money to build an empire here.
You're using street gangsters and drug addicts who are more trouble than they're worth.
- Tell me, Nguyen.
I'm spending a lot of money, as you put it.
Have I ever missed a payment to Hanoi? - Not so far.
But the lives and happiness of your family depend on you using both power and common sense.
- This is a long way from Hanoi.
- Not true.
Hanoi's right here in this room with you.
(sinister music) - Barbara Canton wouldn't talk to you this morning.
What makes you think she'll cooperate now? - Stacy and Corrigan came up with a name, Tran Tam.
A heavyweight in Vietnamese crime circles.
- You wanna try it on Barbara? - Maybe if she knows that we're working the case.
And if she cooperates, there'll be arrests and prosecution.
Maybe we can make a breakthrough.
(midtempo saxophone music) Barbara? (pained groaning) - They broke my arm.
And then (foreboding music) That's a lot better, thanks.
- Barbara.
The night Mai was killed, we chased and lost a van with two men in it.
Did you see those two men outside the parlor? And today, they came to your apartment, didn't they? (heavy sigh) - Yeah.
They're trying to pressure me into selling out.
- To Tran Tam? - Uh-huh.
They said it would only take a few minutes at the attorney's office, and then I'd be out and alive.
- Why didn't you give in? - Who the hell knows? - Barbara.
I want to put two undercover officers inside the massage parlor.
- You gotta be kidding? - No, I'm not.
- They'd shut me down like that! - When this case is wrapped, we may be doing our best to put you out of business, but for now, nothing we get will be used against you.
We'll be going after Tran Tam, and the men who work for him.
- You know, it must have been the fall down the stairs.
A deal between a madam and a cop named Hooker? (laughing) That's got to be made in heaven.
(laughing) - Or hell.
- Lady's still not cooperating? - No, she came around.
I've been working out the details.
Cleared them with O'Brien.
Romano, you'll be the new outcall driver.
And Stacy? Have I got a job for you.
- Right there.
(telephone ringing) That should do it.
- Check that.
- That's what you're wearing? - It's the Pacific Massage look.
- Hey, Hooker, where is she supposed to wear her wire? - In my trick bag.
An outcall girl never parts with her trick bag.
And don't get any ideas about helping me on with it.
It's fine just where it is.
- You'll only go out on calls that Barbara sends you.
She'll only send you out on fake calls.
Jim and I will be monitoring everything that goes on.
And we'll be parked right across the street.
- Suppose a customer walks in off the street, and wants it all? - Barbara will brief you and the other girls that due to increased police interest, the girls will only take customers they already know.
- Sounds like an outstanding opportunity in police work.
- I'll see you out there.
It's funny how the term 316 keeps popping up in this investigation.
- 316? - Yeah, there was a reference to it in Tran Tam's INS file.
When he applied for residence status, an informant told the INS agent that Tran Tam was important in the 316, and the agent interpreted that to mean a counter-insurgency group.
But the agent's notes are incomplete, and the informant was hinky.
So when the agent decided to re-interview his snitch, somebody had already fished his body out of the harbor.
(sinister music) (snake hissing) (box creaking) - Poisonous reptile in transit.
The guard dogs at the airport are trained to sniff out heroin, but they are confused by the noxious smell of the cobra.
- First, it is this shabby business with a woman and her prostitutes.
Then you add the sale of narcotics.
You're not sending your-- - Your forget yourself.
I was not sent here at all.
(telephone ringing) The woman is not important.
When she's out of her business, I'll move on to the others.
Yes? - She has already found somebody to take Mai's place, and that of Blood, too, Mr.
Tam.
- Today, finish it off today.
- Do you really think you can turn this country into another South Vietnam? - Why not? They tried to turn Vietnam into something like this country.
I'm just sorry I can't be there when they finally kill this brave prostitute.
(exciting music) - Alright, let's get this over.
RK Blood Henderson.
Last arrested, 1978.
First conviction, possession on sale of cocaine.
- How's he fit into this? - Well, he came in to take over after Mai was killed.
I ran him out.
Barbara says he's worked here before.
- [Jim.]
You think he's tied to Tran Tam? - [TJ.]
Maybe.
He's an ex-con.
But he spent several years in Vietnam.
- I gotta tell you, Hooker.
I hate Stacy being in that sewer.
- Ladies, we got two new people starting work, Stacy and Vince.
Now, Stacy is just going to do outcalls, so she can sort of get her feet on the ground.
- I thought the whole point was to get our feet off the ground.
- Carla.
Carla, do us all a favor and be nice to the new girl for once, okay? Now, this is Vince.
(women fawning approvingly) - Thank you, ladies.
The feeling is mutual.
- Now, Vince is our new driver.
Any girl making an outcall rides with him, even if a customer has to wait.
No girl goes out alone.
Clear? - [Lila.]
If you have anything you want to walk with later, it's a good idea to put it in here.
We lock it, and you can trust most of the girls.
- Thanks.
- Where did you work before? - San Diego.
- Yeah, so did I.
I had a shot at a Navy commander once.
- A shot? - He was thinking of marrying me.
Imagine, a commander? - Lila? Steve Mato in the Beverly Garden Hotel? - Oh, yeah, the Tokyo Tiger.
I should introduce you to him some time.
He sees blonde hair and blue eyes, and he never wants to go home.
(telephone ringing) - [Barbara.]
This is Barbara.
Oh, Mr.
Everett, how nice to hear your voice.
Yes, Carla is on her way.
Thank you.
- I get him again? What about the new girl? - I'm assigning the calls, Carla.
Tell Vince it's the Star Motel.
- I guess you're really hot stuff.
I guess Barbara's saving you for-- - Why don't you get off my case? You started the minute I walked in.
- [Carla.]
Why don't take trips like the rest of us and keep your mouth shut, huh? - You know how Mr.
Everett hates to be kept waiting.
- Stacy, don't mind her.
We're all a little wired after what happened the other night.
- What happened the other night? - The girl that worked here, Mai, was killed.
I'm surprised you didn't know.
- You mean I'm taking her place.
- Stacy, you just got to town.
You need a few bucks.
You got a job.
Be grateful.
One thing you gotta remember in this line of work.
The other night never happened.
It's tonight you gotta worry about.
- This girl of yours, she was born in Saigon? - Yeah.
She's half-Chinese, half-French.
- She's in business for herself, then? - You bet.
Came over here with just the clothes on her back.
Went to night school, studied design.
Now it's Kwan Imports.
- [TJ.]
She's certainly made a hell of an impression on you.
- [Barbara.]
I've got to go to the doctor, and I know I can get there all by myself.
- [Vince.]
I'm driving! - [Barbara.]
Boy, are you pushy! Anybody ever tell you that? - Yes, many times.
- Oh, oh, ouch! I know I can really get there by myself.
- Get in.
- Oh, boy.
(tires screeching) - Barbara, get down! (loud bangs) (loud bangs) (loud bangs) - Hooker, sedan headed your way.
They shot Barbara! (exciting music) (sirens blaring) - Are you okay? - Hell, no.
(sirens blaring) (horn honking) (tires screeching) - Can't you get us out of this? (sirens blaring) - Come on, hot shot, give me another driving lesson.
(horn honking) - Look out! (loud crash) (tires screeching) - [TJ.]
We gotta get them out of there before it blows! Give me your hand! Come on, get out of there! - Come on! (loud explosion) (loud explosion) (loud explosion) (dramatic music) (telephone ringing) - Real name, Khai Du.
Born in Saigon, came to this country in 1975.
Worked as a driver for a limousine service.
INS had the same bit of incomplete info that they had on Tran Tam that Khai Du was suspected of being a member of the 316.
Ton Li.
We couldn't get anything from either one of these guys.
They're more afraid of their own countrymen than they are of American policemen.
- How did Khai Du make a living back in 'Nam? - He was a professional race driver.
Hooker taught him a little about money driving.
- He works for Tran Tam here? - Right.
- How do we prove that? We can't send Stacy back in there without Barbara to cover for her.
- Do I have anything to say about that? - No, just for openers, you don't.
With Barbara dead, there's nobody to make sure you're only going on phony outcalls.
And who knows if some degenerate might just walk in-- - Alright, hold it, hold it! Vince learned from Carla that Blood always had heroin.
Now with Barbara gone, he'll be back, so I can get him for sales of heroin.
- We could twist him and tie Tran Tam to both murders.
- Hooker, you're putting Stacy into one hell of a dangerous situation.
Is making this case that important? - Solving two homicides.
Preventing a repeat performance and putting a stop to this whole dirty business? Yes, I'd say it was important.
- Then how do we contact Stacy without Barbara on the switchboard? - Call in yourselves, and whoever answers, just ask to have me specifically sent on an outcall.
- That'll work.
Stacy, it's up to you.
- I never quit halfway through an assignment before.
I'm not about to start.
(sensual music) - [Nikki.]
Your apartment is always so well-kept.
Almost pristine.
- Yeah, I'm a neat guy.
You know, I don't exactly like doing what I've have to do.
- What? Asking me questions? Date a cop, goes with the territory, huh? - We need to know what Tran Tam is after.
Taking over a massage parlor.
Selling narcotics out of it is profitable, but limited.
And he's obviously willing to kill whoever gets in his way.
- The Communists in Vietnam, not the relatives of people in this country.
The ones here get words that the relatives there need money.
- Extortion.
- Tran Tam enforces the collections, and smuggles it all over to the other side.
But, of course, you must never judge the whole Vietnamese community for the actions of men like Tran Tam.
- What is this 316? - How do you know about the 316? - We have cases.
I have to know it all, Nikki.
- 316 was the number of a suite in the Saigon Public Administration building.
A group of highly-trained military officers and agents charged with counter-insurgency.
- Killing the Viet Cong and its sympathizers.
- Killing the Cong and those who helped them is not evil.
to recruit you, Jim.
Brave.
Intelligent.
A leader.
(coy laughter) - I wish Stacy could hear you say that.
Sometimes we're not always on the same wavelength.
- How is your pretty blonde partner? - She's okay.
She's on special assignment.
She's okay.
(exciting music) - New face.
Let's check the license plates.
- It looks like Stacy was right.
Blood's come back to glory.
- I don't get it, honey.
You name a price, and I'll come up with it, because I didn't come all the way out here to California to argue with you over prices! - I'm trying to explain to you, sir, I'm waiting for a regular customer to call.
- Hey, wait a minute! We have any rules around here about holding anyone? It's a good thing I come back, isn't it? - And who do you think you are? - Are you new around here? - Mm-hmm.
- What's your name? - Stacy.
- [Blood.]
Stacy? Well, what seems to be the problem here, darling? - This gentleman is anxious for some reason.
- For some kind of love, eh? And what could be better than Oriental love? Get up, get up.
Now, Senator, you take my word from an old soldier.
It just don't get no better than that.
Go, boy.
(gleeful laughter) I don't guess you're glad to see me at all, are you, Carla? What are you, the new driver? - Name's Vince.
You must be Blood.
- You heard of me, then, huh? So you know I'm strictly business.
What's it gonna be, Carla? - To cop you out.
So did Barbara.
- Cops? Well, I don't see any cops around here.
Let me tell you something else.
Now poor little Barbara is long gone.
- Somebody's gonna take her place.
- This is true.
You see, nature abhors a vacuum.
And certain friends of mine are taking legal steps to acquire this property and the licenses thereof.
Did you get that, Vince? - No question about it.
You got a way with words, Blood.
- Okay, okay.
Just Stay away from me.
- Oh, darling, you think I'm gonna fall on my sword for one old rose when there's a fresh dozen out here on the bouquet? Stacy, right? Stacy.
Well, let me tell you something, see, I'm a cracker.
Now this cracker is hard to kill.
And we're hard to love.
- That tears it, we gotta pull her outta there! - You're right.
What'd you get on the license plate? - Nguyen Chi, 957 Hyacinth Lane, Garden Park.
- A big concentration of Vietnamese in that area.
Let's find out what he does for a living.
- And Stacy? - You go back to the mom-and-pop store.
Give us a couple of hours so Blood doesn't get suspicious.
And then put in a call for her.
- Okay.
(brakes squeaking) - We're in solid.
Vince is already talking a dope deal for tonight.
- With Blood? - Says he has access to as much heroin as I can move, and this parlor is just the beginning.
- The brass must have gotten wind of it.
They're hot on him.
- I tell you, the brass will be in there when Blood drags Stacy back to one of those massage rooms.
- And you think I'd let that happen? - How are you gonna stop it, Vince? You're playing his new partner.
I mean, what are you gonna-- - Alright, alright, alright, you guys! We can wrap the prostitution and narcotics with the brass, but it doesn't work for me unless we get the people who ordered the murders of Mai and Barbara.
- I think that's what the job has always been, hasn't it? - Stacy.
Don't forget your trick money.
And have Romano drive you around for an hour so it'd make it look like you earned it.
- 200 is just the going rate.
Don't I get a tip? (engine starts) - Yeah, well, they're due here any minute.
Why'd you call her out to you? I'm gonna find out one way to get her.
(funky music) - Been waiting for you guys.
I got a live one at the Grandview Motel! - Business must be picking up.
See you later, Vin.
(car engine starts) (muffled groan) (loud static) - You think that's trouble? - I don't know.
Sounded like static, then nothing.
(loud upbeat music) They must have the music up full blast.
I can't hear a damn thing.
(sinister music) - [TJ.]
I don't like it.
Nothing but music for 1o minutes.
Okay, that's it, let's go.
(cars honking) (upbeat music) - Hey, what is this? - Where's Stacy? - The new girl? I don't know, maybe she left? - Look, here.
You've worked both sides of the street longer than you can remember.
Well, I need the truth now.
Now! - Okay.
Blood took her out of here about 10 minutes ago.
- [Jim.]
Hooker! (loud upbeat music) Looks like Blood didn't buy her cover after all.
- Carla go on outcall? Vince drove her.
Did you take the call? - No, Blood took the call.
It was a man who asked for him.
And he sent Carla off with Vince, and he took off with Stacy.
She's a cop, huh? - Yes, she is.
I need some more information.
(sinister music) - What was the point in bringing here? - My friend Nguyen said that we were supposed to finish this thing up here tonight.
- Do you know how dangerous it is to kill a policewoman in this country? - You know how dangerous it is to leave this one alive? (tires screeching) - Checked everything you asked me to.
Nguyen Chi is an attorney, but he's been here since the '50s.
- All during the Vietnam War.
- Correct.
- Find out who he represents? - Well, this is a partial, but the computer kicked it out on court records and immigration hearing files.
- You gonna be able to help us, Lieutenant? - I think he already has.
- What do you mean? - Blood was waiting for Stacy to come back from meeting us.
- Well, sure, she only took one call all the time she was here.
Romano tried to hit him up for her when he probably got suspicious.
- What are you sayin', we blew our assignment? - I just think you both went too fast, and Stacy may be paying the price.
- I think Blood got a call telling him that there was an undercover officer fitting Stacy's description working that parlor.
- Who could make that call? - Nguyen Chi, respected lawyer for the last 30 years.
- We just got his name a couple of hours ago.
How could he know Stacy exists? - Jim.
Your friend Nikki Kwan told you and Stacy that she needed to put somebody from Tran Tam's operation on her payroll.
Kwan Imports has only 12 employees, but her legal representation since she's been in this country has been Nguyen Chi.
- But she's helped us from the start.
She gave me all the information I passed on to you! - She told us what we would have found out eventually from somebody else from the government.
She told you about Tran Tam.
About Hanoi.
And about 316.
Come on.
(dramatic music) (loud bang) (sinister music) - Get him.
- I wish that was not necessary.
He has been with me since Saigon.
- Believe me, I'm sorry, but I've been ordered to clean up the mess here as quickly as I can.
- You think he would have cracked if the police had gotten to him? - Then they would use him to get you.
- What about the policewoman? - I will handle that.
You're going home.
- I know.
(kiai shouts) - Nikki! - I wasn't expecting to see you tonight, Jim.
- This is Sergeant Hooker.
- Sergeant? - You know, I didn't think anything of it when you asked me about my partner last night.
I even told you Stacy was on special assignment.
- I don't know what you're talking about.
- I think you do.
Nguyen Chi is your lawyer.
And he works a little magic with the immigration to get you citizenship ahead of the other Vietnamese.
- I don't know that I want to listen to this.
- But you will anyway.
From what I'm learning, too fast, 'cause it's not all quite clear, Nguyen Chi was in this country for three decades saying he was for Saigon, all the time he was working for Hanoi.
- Was it his idea to bring the 316 apparatus over here almost intact? - Jim, I told you about the 316-- - Sure.
There was something in your voice when you told me about that small group of trained killers who fought for our side then.
- Sometimes we have to change sides many times just to stay alive.
- Nikki.
I know what you're talking about.
I was there.
I also remember the story of a beautiful daughter of a cabinet minister whose whole family was wiped out by the Cong.
- There were many such daughters.
- I only heard about one.
She was famous for luring Cong leaders into ambush so that they could be blown away.
That was easy, because she was beautiful.
And she was only 16 then.
- I was the youngest agent of the 316.
Too bad we didn't meet then, Jim.
- When you called Nguyen Chi to tell them that you thought Stacy was working undercover, where was he? - In his office, but he was on his way to Tran Tam's warehouse.
Jim.
They didn't quite kill all my family.
My mother is alive in Saigon.
Whatever I have done, it has kept her alive.
(dramatic music) - After you have taken Tram Tan to the plane, you'll get 20 gallons of gasoline and return to the warehouse.
I will be waiting.
You are very beautiful.
(dangerous music) (snake hissing) (engine starting) (tires screeching) - Get out! (snake hissing) - Get out of the car! Out of the car! Move, move, move! Where's Stacy? - Inside.
(snake hissing) (running footsteps) (loud bang) (loud bang) - I'm gonna find Stacy.
(loud bang) (loud bang) (loud bang) (dramatic music) (snake hissing) (snake hissing) (snake hissing) (loud bang) (gleeful laughter) - So what happens to you girls now? - We're going to Vegas.
- I hear Vegas is pretty tough on working girls.
- Hey, no, we're gonna go to beauty college.
We're gonna be cosmetologists.
- Vegas will never be the same.
(laughing) (horn honking) - This is gonna be fantastic! - I just love Vegas, it's so hot there! - If you ever get to Vegas, Vince, be sure and look me up.
- Count on it.
- Bye, sweetie.
- [All.]
Bye! (engine starting) - They'll be back in a couple weeks, and we'll be locking them up again.
- Oh, I don't know.
I spent a lot of time talking to Carla.
Maybe they will do a turnaround.
- Count on it.
- You try to call Nikki? - None of the numbers I have for her are any good now.
What the hell would I say if I ever found her? - Good-bye.
But she's already said that for you.
(melancholy music) ("TJ Hooker" theme song) (Columbia Pictures jingle)